Chapter 42
Ren
Myles stalked toward me, and I held up my finger, bringing him to a halt. I pointed between him and Blake.
“Kiss him again,” I ordered.
Myles cocked a brow and then looked at Blake.
“Ya liked seeing us kiss?”
I nodded and reached around to undo my bra. Slipping it off, I let it drop to the floor.
“I really, really liked it,” I purred at them.
“Yer a dirty lil’ Snowflake, my goodness what has become of ya,” Myles said teasingly and took off his T-shirt.
“You’ve corrupted me.”
“I did, aye. And did a damn fine job of it if I do say so.”
The smile he gave me was sinful, with his deep dimple showing.
Blake stepped forward and peeled off his shirt, tossing it on a chair. It was like staring at two of my favorite ice cream flavors and not being able to choose, so I decided to eat them together.
Their new tattoos stood out brightly against their skin, both choosing to do the same as I had and placing the image on their left sides. But they didn’t seem to be bothered by them in the slightest.
My mouth watered when their abs flexed, showing off the sharp V that disappeared beneath their low-hung jeans.
Even though I was pretty sure it was Blake who had started the kiss in the stairwell, it was Myles taking control now.
He wrapped his hand around the back of Blake’s neck, kissing him softly at first, as if testing the waters to make sure he was okay.
It made me smile. Myles was the caregiver of the group, even if he never saw himself as such.
Blake deepened the kiss, and I needed a fan, or maybe a whole ice bath. I finished stripping, never taking my eyes off them. Blake groaned and stepped closer to Myles, and that was it for me. I needed to touch them.
My hands had a mind of their own as I caressed their backs, moved to their asses, then arms and chests. The kiss became more intense as I continued my exploration. I raked my nails down their abs and gripped them through their jeans.
Myles shuddered and groaned as I squeezed.
My panties were soaked and getting wetter by the second.
Taking full control, I undid Blake’s zipper and pulled him free.
His ass flexed as he moved in my hand, and I could feel the need building in the air.
I was starting to understand what Liam got from this.
There was an intoxicating torture to pleasuring others and denying myself.
The throbbing between my legs was now a deep ache.
Freeing Myles from his jeans, he growled. He thrust into my hand, swearing and breaking the kiss as I stroked him.
I locked eyes with Blake.
“Kiss me.”
His lips were a little swollen from Myles, but sweet and soft as his tongue teased me. The kiss was passionate and loving, like he was trying to convey all his feelings. I pulled back and looked at Myles.
“Now you.”
Myles was more like a charging bull. He attacked my lips with a voracity that stole my breath away. Like he could never get close enough. I moaned and stroked them faster and fed off the desperation in Myles’s touch.
“Get undressed and then stand here,” I instructed.
As soon as they were in position, I lowered myself to my knees. I’d angled them so that they were still very close together, but I could now fit between them.
As soon as I slipped Myles into my mouth, he groaned and shuddered.
“Fuckin’ hell, Snowflake.”
He never disappointed with the litany of mostly incoherent swear words that spewed from his mouth. I loved each and every one. I stroked Blake in time to my sucking of Myles and loved the small grunts and groans they made. The deep masculine sound just did something for me.
Myles tensed up, and I knew he was close, so I switched. Blake’s hand gripped my hair, but didn’t force me to go further, as he fisted the long strands. I looked up to the two of them, and they were kissing again without being told.
So hot. So, fucking hot.
Switching again, Myles growled and flexed his hips as he kissed Blake harder. I’d be lying if I said that I hadn’t dreamed of the two of them like this. I’d always thought it would be incredible, but the real thing…was better than anything I could’ve imagined.
Blake
The raw edges of the agony that constantly sat on my chest were dulled and temporarily wiped away the moment Ren led us into our bedroom. She hadn’t questioned or been upset about what she walked in on. If anything, she seemed happy that our relationship had shifted.
I had always happily let Ren take control and loved how she made me feel special and wanted…needed. Kissing Myles was like plunging into scalding water that I hadn’t been expecting, and I still somehow loved it.
His hand tightened on the back of my neck as he controlled the kiss.
His lips moved perfectly against mine as our tongues teased and tested one another.
I groaned when Ren sucked me down again, and I hit the back of her throat.
Her mouth was so incredibly hot and talented as she bobbed her head.
I was transported to a place where all that mattered was what was happening right now between the three of us.
Everything else was pushed aside, giving me a chance to breathe.
Myles nibbled my lip, and I locked eyes with him.
I wouldn’t have gotten through all my weak moments without the two of them.
They each pushed me, lifted me, and kept me moving with an unwavering support that I knew was unique.
He surprised me again when he leaned closer and traced a line with his tongue along my jaw and down my throat.
The hair on the back of my neck stood just before he bit me.
“Oh god,” I mumbled.
I tilted my head and gripped his hair, my pulse hammering through my veins. He sucked harder, and my knees shook. Between him and Ren pushing me higher, I felt like I was floating.
It was a better high than I’d ever had. No drug could numb the pain and make me feel this good with zero regrets.
Ren stood and led us to the bed. She was talking, but it wasn’t making much sense. I blinked to clear the blissful fuzz. It was only when Myles sat on the edge of the bed and fell back that I understood what she’d been saying.
I looked at Myles. “You okay with this?”
He smirked. “Do I look like I’m runnin’ from the room?”
My cheeks heated.
“Do you not want to do this,” Ren asked.
She was already straddling Myles in a reverse cowgirl.
“Fuck, holy shite, Snowflake yer so wet,” he groaned as she sank the final inch. My cock was pulsing in my hand.
“I do,” I said, losing myself in her smoky eyes. She reached for me, and I moved between their spread legs.
“Just go slow,” she said, and I licked my lips as she leaned back.
It seemed impossible for both of us to fit inside her tight pussy at the same time, but I knew Theo and Liam did this with her regularly. I stared at them for a moment and decided to take back control for a few minutes.
Instead of doing what she said, I kneeled and sucked her swollen clit into my mouth.
“Oh my god,” Ren cried out, her body arching against Myles.
“Fuck me,” came Myles’s muffled groan.
I increased the pressure, and Ren began to buck, driving Myles’s thick cock in and out of her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, yer killin’ me, Snowflake. Can I move?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
Myles grabbed her hips and fucked up into her hard and fast, and I didn’t let up. The little moans were catnip to all my senses.
“Yes, yes, oh god, I’m coming,” Ren yelled.
Myles clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle the sound.
Ren came undone as I continued swirling my tongue.
She rode every wave that we caused within her.
Ren was simply beautiful, like an exotic flower or the rarest of birds.
Powerful heart, elusive spirit, and impossible to contain.
She was the type of person you could search the whole world over and never find again.
Slowly standing, I stroked my cock as I stared down at the two people who had metaphorically each taken one of my arms and put it around their shoulders to hold me up. I loved them, and for better or worse, they were mine.
Ren lay panting on Myles, her chest rising and falling almost hypnotically as she caught her breath. I placed my hand on her stomach, and she lifted her head to look at me.
“Do it,” she said, before I even had a chance to ask.
She sounded way too much like Myles had earlier.
Lining myself up, I flexed my hips, and ever so slowly, I pushed my way into Ren with Myles. Ren bit her lip and whimpered. I froze. She took a few deep breaths, and I felt her body slowly relax.
“Fuck you’re so tight,” I groaned.
“Yer tellin’ me,” Myles said, his voice strained. “Tryin’ not to come, but fuck, feelin’ ya slide in on top of me is not helpin’ the cause.”
I stopped again the moment it looked like it was too much and waited until Ren nodded for me to continue. Sweat was running down my back by the time I got all the way inside of her. Her lustful eyes drew me in and held me until each breath I took felt like she had it in the palm of her hand.
“Feels incredible,” I whispered. The corner of Ren’s mouth turned up.
“Don’t worry about being gentle,” she ordered.
A carnal need filled me and wiped away the lingering uncertainty. I didn’t look away from Ren as I pulled out and then slowly pushed back in. When she didn’t wince, and the only sound was her moans and Myles swearing, I gave in to the moment, to them, to the desire that I’d longed to try.
“Shite, shite…oh fuck, can’t hold back,” Myles growled.
It was thrilling to see him lose control and know that I had something to do with it.
He arched off the bed, Ren rising with him as he came.
I closed my eyes and allowed my body to feel and hear us all together as I fucked them harder.
When Myles settled, I opened my eyes, and the visual sensation almost pushed me over the edge.
I managed to fight it back as I soaked in the sight.
Ren’s body, stunning and glistening with sweat, was splayed open. Her eyes were dark with desire, and her mouth was slightly open, while Myles played with her nipples.
Grabbing her knees for leverage, I picked up the pace.
“Oh god, yes…so close,” Ren whimpered, her head moving from side to side on his chest. “I’m coming,” she moaned as her muscles tightened, and we were soaked with her hot release.
Ren’s orgasm enhanced the sensation of Myles sliding in and out under my cock. Her cries were muffled as she tried not to wake the entire school. I never dreamed that this would feel so fucking good.
Myles growled, and we found a devastating rhythm that drove Ren into a series of climaxes.
“Never stop, oh my god…yes,” she mumbled, thrashing and grabbing for blankets. Her nails dug into the material.
“Faster,” Myles growled, and we thrusted into her one after the other in perfect sync. “Fuck, yeah, I’m gonna come again, ya bastard,” Myles said, and I knew he was talking to me.
I smirked. For once, I was entirely in control, and I loved it.
As soon as I felt him start to come, I let go.
“Ahh…fuck…yes!”
My muscles trembled as overwhelming sensations flooded my nervous system. Each release surged through my body, and a tiny piece of my heart was glued back together.
Sucking in a deep breath, I sagged and looked down at Ren and Myles, who looked just as spent.
“I love you both,” I admitted. “I can’t see a world without you.”
Ren smiled as she held out her hand. She cringed a little as I pulled out and helped her to her feet.
Wrapping my arms around her, I pressed her head over my heart and closed my eyes. I didn’t notice when Myles joined us, but his warmth was soothing.
This wasn’t a fix-all. I was still broken. Deep down, as hard as it was to face, I knew that this was just how life worked. Emotions were unpredictable, addiction was ever present, and fear or guilt could sneak up on me at anytime but tonight had helped me.
One more step on my way up the mountain. One day, I intended to reach the top, and when that happened…the possibilities were limitless.