Chapter 22
ALEX
A iden and I were true to our word.
After we licked off Jared’s cum, we lay beside each other taking the moment in. There was no rush to leave like I experienced with other lovers. In fact, everything I was feeling made me want to stay in their arms.
Indefinitely.
Once our hearts, lungs, and every other part of our bodies resumed a normal rhythm, I hauled my favorite director into my arms and headed for the bathroom, Aiden following.
The suite had a large tub, big enough for four people.
Not four.
Three.
Three was the perfect number.
We soaked in a hot bath and spent who knows how long talking, kissing, and making out like horny teenagers. I pulled Jared onto my lap, his back to my chest. Sweeping aside his hair, I tickled his neck with my nose and then placed love bites along his shoulder.
Aiden faced us, bracketing his legs around mine and holding our trio tight. Aiden was so possessive for someone who claimed not to feel that way about anyone.
When Aiden leaned forward and kissed Jared, everything in my body electrified and my cock hardened again like I hadn’t just unloaded all my cum—and probably part of my brain—a short while ago.
Electrified was probably a poor choice of words given that we were sitting in a tub full of water, but that’s exactly how I felt.
Like I’d received the biggest shock of my life, but in the very best way.
There were feelings rattling around inside me that I thought long dead and buried along with Ben.
But my heart was beating again, and not in the normal rhythm I was used to. This wasn’t a pulse I could ignore. Instead, my chest ached with a tenderness that was both awesome and scary as fuck.
I was pretty sure I was in hot fucking water.
Yes, another stunning analogy given where I was sitting.
I just had the hottest sex of my life, and I was pretty sure that on top of that, I was falling in love. With two men, not just one. It was a lot to take in, so I think I was entitled to a simple metaphor.
But what if they didn’t feel the same way?
No, not Jared. I heard what he said while I was pounding his arse (romantic, right?), and I noticed the way he looked at us. Like we were the prize he’d been waiting for all his life.
And Aiden?
He claimed to be immune to love and softer feelings, but I didn’t buy it. He was just as gone as I was.
Still, I knew in my gut that he would fight his feelings the hardest.
If—and that was a very big if—this ended up where I wanted it to go, I didn’t want to hide. I’d kept my feelings for Ben under wraps. He was straight and he’d had a girlfriend. I respected him too much to make him feel uncomfortable.
But Aiden and Jared?
Everything with them was right. And if all three of us were going to keep doing this, I wouldn’t hold back. I wasn’t ashamed of my feelings.
I was about to broach the topic of what came next when Aiden suddenly stood up.
“We need to eat so we have energy for another fuckfest,” Aiden declared, water sluicing down his big body.
His cock was half hard and I had a mind to lean closer and take that beautiful big dick in my mouth. I looked up at him, but he shook his head. I guess my eyes telegraphed my dirty intentions.
Or maybe it was because I licked my lips, salivating with anticipation…
“Don’t even think about it, Alex. You touch my cock right now, my legs will give out, I’ll slip, hit my head on the tub, and next thing you know they’ll be a medic on board asking how I injured myself. And I highly doubt ‘blow job’ is a reasonable insurance claim.”
“Just one taste,” I teased as I gripped his slippery calves and raised up on my knees. Aiden’s cock went from semi to fully hard by the time my mouth hovered near him.
His dick knew what he wanted, even if Aiden didn’t.
My tender arse clenched just thinking about him moving inside of me.
He’d fucked me into oblivion, and I wanted more.
I didn’t like relinquishing control in most areas of my life, but in the bedroom, it turned me on like nothing else.
I only bottomed with men I knew and trusted, and it had been well worth the wait.
Aiden’s legs began to quake the higher my hands reached.
When I cupped his heavy balls, he reached out and grabbed onto a nearby towel rack with one hand and guided my head with the other.
I had no hair for him to grab, but he cupped the back of my head, his fingers digging into my skull.
Maybe it was time to rethink the buzzcut.
“Let’s make this quick and dirty,” I moaned as I gripped the base of his dick.
I gave his cockhead one swirl of my tongue, groaning at his salty taste.
Jared gave my shoulder a quick kiss and then leaned back, arms splayed wide against the tub. “I’m going to watch. I want to see if Alex is as good at taking orders as he is at giving them.”
Fuck, my cock got so hard, so fast, I whimpered. Full on neediness was overtaking me.
Aiden pumped his hips, and I swallowed him down, his cockhead hitting my throat. I gagged a bit but kept going, spit dripping down the sides of my mouth. I lowered my hands and gave him free reign. I looked up and Aiden’s gaze was carnal.
“Take it all,” Aiden demanded as he thrust, and my mouth stretched wide.
I kept my head tilted up so I could take more of his dick. But it wasn’t fucking easy. Aiden was big all over, and his cock was no exception.
He pumped his hips in short, tight strokes, then slowed and pushed his cock in deeper. I breathed through my nose and swallowed as much of him as I could.
“That’s it. Fuck, look at your throat move. You’re just begging for more of my dick, aren’t you?”
I could only moan in response and suck harder, swallow more. And the harder I sucked, the more I swallowed, the faster he moved, the more cock I choked on. Until tears were running down the sides of my face.
Aiden guided my head to his frantic rhythm. My balls pulled up tight as his pleasure became mine.
I heard water splashing, but all my attention was focused on the dick in my throat and watching the pleasure wash over Aiden’s face. His cheeks were almost as red as his hair, and his chest moved in and out with rapid breaths.
Then I felt his cock twitch and the blast of hot, salty cum in my throat.
He yelled my name, his head falling back as he shuddered and moaned. My balls drew up tight and, without touching myself, I came.
I flooded the bathwater with my cum as I swallowed Aiden’s.
I devoured as much of his cum as I could, but some of it spilled out of my mouth and down my face. Aiden’s hips kept moving, slower now, as he came down from his orgasm.
I was so lightheaded I was sure I was going to pass out, but Aiden stepped back, and his spent cock fell from my swollen lips.
Trying to catch my breath, I turned and found Jared with one hand on the tub and the other under the water. He wasn’t moving but he looked totally blissed out.
“How did I do?” I asked as I looked back up at Aiden, my voice gravelly.
Aiden seemed to enjoy my efforts, but I still wanted to hear the praise.
“I have no words,” Aiden panted.
Jared chuckled. “Take the compliment, Alex. No one can make Aiden shut up.”
“What about you? Did you enjoy watching?” I asked Jared with one raised brow.
“I came for the third time, what do you think?” Jared reached over and kissed me. “But Aiden’s right. We need to take a break before we pass out for two days and the staff end up searching my room to find us all buck-ass naked and full of love bites.”
“I agree.”
Aiden nodded as he stepped out of the tub. He swayed, and grabbed on to the towel rack again. “Fucking hell, I’m seeing spots.”
I laughed, my jaw aching. I wiped my face with my hand. “We’ll need to work on your stamina. You guys only have coffee or juice in the morning and that’s not healthy. You need protein.”
“We’ll return the favor and suck you off every morning. Problem solved,” Aiden answered.
I chuckled as I stood up and held out my hand to Jared. We stepped out of the tub together and I shivered as my wet skin met the air conditioning. We quickly wrapped ourselves up in the luxuriously big bath towels.
“I’m starving,” Jared commented as we walked back into his bedroom, my arm around his waist. “I want meat and lots of it.”
Aiden pushed us both forward with a gentle nudge and a playful swat on our arses. “You’ve had enough meat for a while.”
“What time is it?” Jared asked.
I searched for my shorts and pulled out my phone. “Just after midnight.”
I had work messages piling up but quickly glanced through. There was nothing urgent. Nothing that couldn’t wait until morning.
“Let’s head for the kitchen and see what we can find,” Aiden suggested.
“Sounds good.”
We hastily threw on our shorts and t-shirts again and made our way downstairs.
Everything was quiet in the dark kitchen, save for the hum of the fridge.
I rummaged through it and found several types of cheese, grapes, strawberries, and a plate of charcuterie. Jared located a package of crackers in the pantry and Aiden brewed a pot of tea.
We moved in sync, chatting, and flirting as we prepared our impromptu snack.
Jared sat on the island and Aiden moved to stand in between his legs.
Aiden fed him bites of cheese and berries, in between languid kisses. I slid behind Aiden, wrapping my arms around his waist, peppering his freckled neck with teasing bites and decadent touches. Aiden’s growl told me he enjoyed being in the middle this time.
Jared playfully wrapped his legs around me, his ankles crossing over the upper swells of my arse. Then he yanked us in as close as the three of us could get.
“Well, well, what do we have here?”
The sudden sound of Dylan’s voice startled me, and I made to move back.
Jared’s legs held firm.