4. Alex
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ALEX
BOTH.
The purr in that single word fans the flames inside me.
“Damn, Katie Bird.”
She smirks at me like she knows exactly what I’m thinking.
Feeling.
How there’s a beast inside me that wants to claim her.
Her lovely blue-green eyes sparkle with the light from the wall scones. I need a picture of her. Just like this. So young and vibrant, holding court from my lap.
“Think you can manage that, big guy?” she asks in a voice that’s the perfect combination of sinfully sweet and seductive.
Can I fill her up?
Oh, Beauty, you don’t have to ask me twice.
“King—take her.”
Her best friend doesn’t hesitate. Simply steps in behind her, wraps an arm beneath her rib cage, and lifts her straight off my thighs.
At the same time, I grab the sides of my button-up shirt and jerk them apart, buttons flying in all directions. Her gasp is music to my ears. The way her eyes widen and then rake appreciatively down my chest will be seared into my memory.
Shrugging out of the tattered shirt, I ask, “Like what you see, Katie Bird?”
She bites her lip and nods.
King sets her feet down, then slides one hand between her legs, cupping her sex while the other closes over her right breast. She lifts a hand as she sinks back against him, tangling her fingers in his hair.
I’m not surprised by her brattiness. King and I left her alone with Gabe, and he brings out this side of her. And I certainly don’t mind this woman knowing what she wants and becoming a sexy siren to get it. We’ll give her whatever she needs, and she knows it.
“Dang, Wildfire. You’re so getting fucked.”
“Really, really well,” Gabe adds.
I keep my gaze locked with hers as I stand and shove my pants and boxers down while toeing off my shoes. My urgency as I yank off my socks makes her giggle.
Damn.
There it is.
The sound that drew me to her in the first place. That had me seeking her out at every event since.
Her gaze is quick but thorough, sweeping over me from my toes to my ears and everywhere in between. Does she realize her expression gives her away? It’s obvious from the way her lashes droop and her lips part that she likes what she sees.
I run my fist over my cock and then answer her earlier question. “I can more than manage, Beauty.”
I stalk forward the single step, closing the distance to King, and then pluck her from her best friend’s arms.
Squeaking, she wraps herself around me like a little koala. Arms and legs tight to hold her aloft. But I’ve got her, hands beneath her thighs. She’s not going anywhere.
“But say stop and we stop, understand?”
She nods. “I don’t want to stop.” The nails from her right hand graze through my chest hair, and then she presses her palm over my heart. “I want every naughty fantasy we’ve had about each other.”
How does she know me so well?
With a grunt of approval, I turn back to the sectional-turned bed and kneel. Crawling forward, I lower her to the cushions. There’s a moment of pause as our eyes lock.
She slides her hands over my heated skin, kissing every inch she can. And at the same time, her hips tilt up, beckoning.
Gabe and King climb up along either side of us, but I don’t pay them any attention as I swipe the head of my erection through her drenched slit.
“So wet, Beauty.”
“I should hope so,” King says, a hint of pride in his words. He runs a hand over her shoulder as if he can’t help himself.
“You ready for me?” I ask, even though I’m sure she’s primed from the toy King bought.
“So ready.”
Her golden hair is fanned around her head, giving her an almost angelic glow. But her expression is pure sex. Sin. Need. She strains against me, heels locking and tugging behind my lower back.
That’s sexy as hell. I slam my hips forward, wedging my erection inside her with a single, amazing stroke.
Heaven.
Her head tips back as a needy, unintelligible cry leaves her lips. She digs her nails into my shoulders, and fuck if I don’t love the feel of this kitten’s claws.
I duck my head, feathering kisses along her jaw as she adjusts to my size.
“Okay?” I lift my head, searching for any sign of distress.
She nods and hums a breathy “Please...”
“Please, what, Princess?” Gabe asks.
Her gaze never leaves mine. Surrounded by our best friends but stuck in this bubble together. She’s amazing.
“Fuck me.”
King groans as if he’s the one dick deep inside her. “You heard the lady.”
My lips twitch at his hoarse order, and I pull my hips back. “My pleasure, Beauty.”
Bracketing my arms around her slender shoulders, I unleash all the desire that’s been building in me. Every party where our eyes met across the room, wishing I could steal her away to a dark corner. I fuck her into the cushions like a man possessed. A man obsessed. Because I am.
My senses light up every time I slide into her tight heat.
Her pussy ripples around my cock, pulling me deeper, holding on, tempting me to let go. It’s what she wanted.
My cock and my cum.
She shudders and shivers, whimpering.
Fuck, she’s amazing. Hips cradling me just right, those sexy stems urging me on, never looking away.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful, Wildfire.”
King’s words remind me we have an audience. Two men who desire a connection with her as well.
As much as I’d like to keep her all to myself, I sit back on my heels, pulling her ass up onto my thighs.
“Look how well you take him.” King rolls toward her, kissing her shoulder, then moving down to her breast.
Holy shit.
“Keep doing that.” A groan rumbles from my chest. “She’s gonna squeeze my dick off.”
Gabe huffs a laugh, then leans in to kiss her. “What a way to go.”
No kidding.
My eyes cross as her muscles ripple around me. The woman must do Kegel exercises on the regular.
King tortures and teases her breasts while I slam my hips to hers. I need her overcome with pleasure. Delirious and never doubting our connection again. Next time that pesky doubt pops into her brain, she’ll remember this night and squish it like a roach.
With an arm wrapped across her thighs, I shuttle back and forth. Just a few inches, but they’re all we need. At this angle, I’m constantly rubbing her G-spot. She’s helpless to do anything but hold on and let herself fall overboard.
Sliding a hand down her thigh to her clit, I circle once, twice, firmer the third time.
She gasps against Gabe’s mouth.
“Come for us,” he whispers. “Come on Alex’s cock.”
Yes .
Around and around, I circle. Firm strokes, slipping and sliding in her slickness. When I get the pressure and rhythm just right, she detonates, snatching her lips away from Gabe’s as a cry rips from her throat. Her body locks up, back arching as her cunt clamps around my cock.
I hold still, and my head drops back as I mentally flick through tomorrow’s to-do list. It’s not much help against the delicious moans pouring from her lips. My balls draw tight, ready to let loose, but I’m not ready yet. I want her to come at least once more.
Finally, when she comes down off her orgasmic high, I drop my chin and take her in. Her color’s high, a glorious flush across her chest, and her lips are swollen from Gabe’s kisses.
She frowns up at me. “Holding out on me?”
“You come first.”
Her sultry grin reappears. “I like the sound of that.”
“Thought you might.”
“Roll over,” King says, scooting off the bed.
I know what he wants. And I’m more than happy to give it to him.
Sliding an arm under her back, holding her close, I flip us so I’m on the bottom. Katherine’s jaw drops, and she squirms, trying to get more comfortable. Her hands press against my chest as she lifts up, then slides back down, rolling her hips at the bottom.
Her throaty moan almost sets me off, the minx.
“Want to do the honors?” King asks.
She cranes her neck to see what Kingston is talking about. He tosses Gabe a bottle, but he’s still holding something in his hand.
“What is that?” she asks.