5. Kingston
5
KINGSTON
Katherine blinks at me, and her jaw drops, lips forming a small O. Her strawberry gold locks tumble down her back, a tangled riot. And man-oh-man, if that doesn’t call to my fingers.
I’d love to wrap it in my fist and hold on tight.
But right now, she’s trying to figure out what I’m holding, and when she can’t, she turns to Gabe. I love watching her mind work.
“Lube?”
“Mmhmm.”
I crawl between Alex’s legs and run a hand up her spine. She presses back into my touch. This is straight out of my fantasies.
Well, not the other men. That wasn’t part of it. But watching Alex Hunt fuck her into the cushions was a massive turn-on. Almost as massive as the dick still buried in her pussy, stretching her wide.
Gabe seemed particularly interested in his best friend’s cock. His earlier words whisper through my mind. Alex is straight.
Meaning he’s not?
Focus, King. Focus.
“You going to let us take your ass, Wildfire?” I skate my hand down, cupping a round globe and giving it a squeeze. Time slows, and my blood heats to lava levels as I tease the puckered hole between her cheeks. “Let us fill you with our cum? It’s going to feel amazing, but we need to prepare you.”
She blinks up at me in the dim light, a cute little owl-like expression. Curious and almost confused. Probably because I’m still tracing my fingers back and forth, teasing her nerves in a surprisingly delightful, deliciously dirty way.
Gabe squeezes in next to me, hot pink bottle in hand. “Use your words, Princess.”
“I think we broke her.”
Alex grunts his agreement.
She comes back to the present, pressing against my fingers with a needy “Yes.”
Crouching over her back, I press sloppy kisses along her spine. I want to eat her up. Just nip and lick until she’s delirious with desire.
“Yes, you want Gabe to pour lube all over my fingers so I can tease you?” A thought occurs to me. “Have you ever done anal, Wildfire?”
She shakes her head, and those silky tresses tease my nose. Fuck, she smells like paradise. Coconuts, jasmine, citrus, and the ocean.
“You good, Alex?” I ask.
“Perfect.”
Gabe and I share a smirk at the tightness in Alex’s tone. He’s barely hanging in there. And why wouldn’t he be with the way Kat’s rocking and rolling her hips? I know how amazing she feels. Imagine how tight she must be after so many orgasms. Hell. When do I get a turn?
“King—” Katherine’s voice is breathy.
“Yeah?” I glance at Gabe, who flips open the cap on the lube.
“Need you...”
Her whine makes my eyes roll back and my cock weep. “Working on it, love.”
“Hurry.”
Gabe drizzles the lube between her sexy ass cheeks, and I work it into her gently. Just the tips of my fingers, watching her for any signs of distress. She pauses her movements on Alex’s dick, moaning as I sink a finger deep. Then two. Gabe adds more lubrication.
Alex groans at the press of my fingers along the delicate tissues separating my fingers from his dick. I wonder if he’s ever done this. If he’s okay with what we’re about to do. But I have no doubt he’d call a stop to anything he’s not comfortable with.
“So tight. She’s gonna squeeze the hell out of us,” I tell them. Then to Gabe, “Coat this.”
I hand over the polished silver toy. Gabe doesn’t even blink at the proffered plug. Just accepts it and pours a copious amount of shiny, clear lube over the tip. I groan at the sight and drill my fingers deeper. That should not be so damn erotic. And I should not be imagining those long fingers slathering my cock with lube, ringing and twisting until I can’t take any more.
Forcing my gaze away, I return my attention to Katherine. “Ready for this, love?”
“Please.”
“You ask so nicely.”
“Told you,” Gabe says.
She presses back against my hand again, taking Alex deep.
Gabe slides in next to me, shoulder against mine. My lust ratchets up another notch. It’s been a while since I’ve been with a man, and having two here is shorting my circuits. Between Gabe’s brilliant mind and classic male beauty and Alex’s tough guy exterior and heart of melted chocolate, it’s hard to remember that I came back to New York for Katherine.
“Deep breath, Princess.”
I pull my fingers out, and he slides the toy against her ass, teasing her with shallow thrusts that have her tossing her head. My chest tightens. I cannot wait to fuck her there, wrap my fist in all that shiny hair like I’ve dreamed about so many times. Her trust in us is everything.
Alex groans. “Hurry.”
“Are we making you lose your legendary control?” Gabe teases.
Legendary control? Fuck, that’s hot. I want to make him break, to snap that control like a glow stick. And if I can’t do it myself, I’ll help Katherine do it.
“Dammit, G!” Alex’s bark blows Katherine’s hair away from her cheek.
She giggles and drops a kiss against his lips.
No doubt the plug is making things so much tighter for him. But I appreciate how careful Gabe is. This is clearly not his first rodeo. He takes his time, watching her movements, her breathing, every detail that gives away her pleasure or discomfort. I guess I should have expected nothing less from a brainiac who changed the micro-payment industry before he hit twenty.
“Good girl,” Gabe murmurs, sliding the toy home. “Look at you, Princess.”
“Our depraved queen. Riding her man, stuffed full of cock, with a dazzling sapphire between her cheeks. You’ve got us so damned hard, love.”
She makes a sexy little moaning sound. It’s part purr, all pleasure. “Good.”
God, she really is the woman of my dreams. Letting loose and losing all her inhibitions when she’s in bed. That single word is going to play through my head on repeat till the day I die. Which, heavens willing, will be a long, long time from now. After we’ve traveled the world, fucked on every continent, raised a brood of little golden-haired boys and girls. And?—
“King—” She reaches a hand back, grabbing my thigh. “Gabriel.”
I lean forward, pressing my chest against her back. “We’re here, Wildfire.”
We touch her everywhere, keeping her body loose and sated.
“More than your share,” she tells Alex, who laughs.
He grunts. “Says who?”
“Me,” she whimpers.
Alex grabs her hips and lifts her almost completely off the monster between his legs. It glistens with her juices. Gabe and I groan, sharing a look.
Dead. Just dead. I can’t be losing my mind over that. Over a man I can’t have. I drop over to the side and watch the show.
My fingers clench with the need to grab my aching dick and give it some relief, but I won’t. Not yet. Instead, I let the need sizzle over my skin.
They’re perfect together, her skin so creamy and pale against his. That smattering of freckles that have driven me wild with wonder for years. My gut tightens as Gabe moves in behind her, coasting his hands up the back of her thighs.
She gasps and shivers, but Alex doesn’t let up. Hands clamped over her hips, he rocks her up and down like she’s a pocket pussy.
I see what Gabe means. How has Alex not come yet? My balls are screaming for release. But then, from the corner of my eye, I see Alex’s right foot point, toes curling.
He slams her down, hips lifting as a groan tears from his soul. “Mine.”
“Yours,” Katherine cries, echoing Alex’s uttered ‘ Mine .’
The moment is messy and perfect.
A tangle of limbs. Spiraling emotion. And I don’t even care that another man just claimed my best friend as his own.
Who even am I?
But everything about this feels right. Like we were on four different paths, destined to meet here and now. That sounds hokey, but it’s the truth. If I hadn’t left six years ago, we never would have found our way to Gabe and Alex.
And the amazing part is, even while she’s in his arms, I know she hasn’t forgotten that I’m here. Or Gabe.
Alex moans, head tipped back, showing off all the muscles and tendons of his throat. The man is an Adonis. Muscles straining. Feet flexing and pointing. No doubt painting her insides with his cum, just as he promised.
Watching him lose control is incredible. Intimate. Binding us all closer.
Katherine sits tall, taking him deep, owning him. Owning all of us.
She slips a hand between her legs and teases her clit until she cries out. Her shoulders curl forward as her fingers prolong her orgasm.
Her face is a mask of pleasure, jaw dropped, eyes squinted closed. Then her head tips back, raining all that gorgeous hair over her shoulders as she moans.
“You make the best sounds, Princess,” Gabe says, hands cupping her breasts, his fingers still glistening from the lube.
Her hips rotate in Alex’s lap, tiny movements as she spirals downward, wringing every last bit of bliss.
I’ve never seen anything more stunning in my life.
And I love that I already know her so well. Her sounds. The way her skin tightens. Our connection is stronger than ever.
My cock bobs and dribbles with precum, every muscle in my body tight with readiness. But as much as I’d love to snatch her off Alex’s dick and impale her onto my own, I sit tight because I don’t want to miss a thing.
Gabe presses a kiss against her spine and then excuses himself, backing off the ottoman and striding for the door. A few seconds later, I hear water running, but the sound is drowned out by Katherine’s lusty sigh.
She collapses between me and Alex, then flops onto her back, sucking ragged breaths into her lungs. Her gaze meets mine, and the corners of that kissable mouth turn up in a satiated smile. She’s never looked prettier.