Chapter 12 It’s a Choice
TWELVE
It’s a Choice
LOGAN
It’s different tonight. No excuses, no pretending this is a one-time slip we’ll laugh about later.
It’s us, pure fire and passion, but also care and tenderness.
It’s Yana and Camden and me, and the more I think about the night we met, the more certain I am that we were inevitable. It feels too right.
Camden is on his knees between Yana’s legs, licking and sucking and lapping at her clit.
Still sitting beside her, I drink her in, relishing the ecstasy on her face. Her eyes are half-closed, her lips parted, her eyebrows knitting together and then relaxing.
It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I lean over and bring my mouth to hers, swallowing her moans. The kiss is slow and steady. I savor every curve of my tongue around hers.
“You taste so good, Red,” Camden murmurs against her clit.
Caressing her tits, I pinch her nipples and tug on them lightly.
She arches her back every time I do it, and Cam only hums approvingly.
He eats her out like a fucking pro, tongue and lips moving with precision, making her writhe.
I trail my kisses down her cheek, her jaw, and her neck.
Camden slips a finger into her cunt; I close my lips around her nipple.
When Yana lets out a needy whimper, Cam adds two more digits.
He fucks her with his fingers, his tongue curling and teasing her clit.
Her breathing is so damn shallow. She’s close.
I lick and suck the delicate skin of her throat, leaving little marks. I play with her nipples, adding more friction to drive her even higher. Her moans mingle with the wet sound of Camden fingerfucking her, the combination so erotic it brings me dangerously close to coming in my pants.
“Bozhe, kak horosho…ya seichas…1” She gasps, then falls silent, the intense shudder rolling through her body speaking louder than any words could.
She comes and comes, but Camden doesn’t slow until her body goes limp. Eyes closed, she relaxes her legs and presses a hand to her heaving chest.
Camden, smug asshole that he is, breaks into a devilish grin as he gets to his feet. Dropping onto the mattress on her other side, he wipes her arousal off his face, then licks it off his fingers, one by one.
“Isn’t she the most delicious thing you’ve ever tasted?” I ask, my cock so hard it aches.
He smirks. “She is.”
“Queen?” I brush my fingers over her cheek, and she opens her eyes. “You were speaking in Russian again, and we want to know what you’re babbling about when you come.”
“Then maybe you should learn the language.” She smiles lazily as she sits up. “But honestly, when I speak in Russian like that, it’s because you make me feel good. If it was something you needed to hear, trust me, I would’ve shouted it in English.”
Camden catches my eye, his smile growing wider. “What do you think, Logan? Wanna make her shout and scream?”
“Fuck yes.” I bury my face in her neck, kissing and biting her skin.
Yana laughs, the sound low and warm. “No competition, though. I want both of you.”
“You’ve got yourself a team, baby,” I murmur against her throat.
Camden tilts her face up and kisses her fiercely, and she gives as good as she gets.
It’s fast and rough, their tongues battling for dominance, the moment fueling my own arousal even more.
Cam and I couldn’t be more different if we tried.
I’m a slow and steady kind of guy, while my best friend is fast and chaotic.
He’s burning from the inside, setting her on fire too, and I’ll be the one who makes sure they don’t demolish each other.
“Take off your clothes,” Yana commands, pushing Camden away.
In a matter of seconds, the two of us stand in front of her fully naked.
She bites her bottom lip, trying to suppress her smile. Her eyes glimmer in the dim light as she slides onto the floor, kneeling in front of us.
“You gonna take your sweet time, eh?” Cam taunts her, locking his hands behind his back.
“You’re only showing how impatient you are,” I comment. I can’t miss the opportunity to mess with him, at least a little.
Yana tuts. “Teamwork, guys.”
Cam opens his mouth, probably to argue. But then she grips both of our shafts, and as a thrill shoots down my spine, the only noise Camden makes is a low groan. She pumps us both with a deliberate slowness. Once, then twice. The third time, she squeezes the tip of my cock, hard.
“Fuck…” Breathing heavily, I close my eyes, stars bursting behind my lids. “Do it again.”
“Only because you asked so nicely,” she murmurs. The vixen doesn’t disappoint. She repeats the motion over and over, making my legs shake.
It feels so fucking good. In seconds, I lose myself to the fire surging through my veins. I move my hips to the rhythm she’s set, staving off an orgasm, but when she takes my cock into her mouth, I know I’m a goner.
“Holy fuck. So warm, so wet,” I grumble, peering down at her.
Yana works me over with her mouth while pumping Camden’s cock with her hand.
Given the way his eyebrows are pulled together, I know he’s teetering at the edge, trying to control himself too.
She pops off my dick and flicks her tongue over the crown while she roughly cups my balls.
Damn. I think I’ve gone to heaven. There’s no way this is real.
She continues sucking me off while jerking Camden. Her enthusiasm is a fucking dream. Our growls and grunts mix with the moans that slip from her.
“Red, I’m so fucking close…” Cam groans, thrusting into her hand.
I grunt. “Me too…”
With a satisfied smile, she moves back and looks up at us. “Tits or face?”
Wow.
I eye Camden, who’s fucking grinning. “Tits?”
He dips his chin sharply. “This time.”
Stepping closer, I take hold of my dick.
Cam takes hold of his, and Yana sits on the floor, sticking out her chest and cupping her breasts.
I zero in on her perky nipples, losing myself in the moment.
When my release finally hits, I spill myself on her tits with a guttural groan.
Cam comes a second later, grunting hard and loud.
Then he steps closer and drags his cock around her nipple, painting her chest with our combined release and drawing a moan out of her.
“Ready for round two?” he asks with an arched brow.
She sits back on her heels. “Yes, but I need to clean up first.”
We each hold out a hand and help her to her feet, but when she’s standing at full height, I steal her away and press a kiss to her lips.
Once she’s slipped into the bathroom, Cam and I slump onto the bed. The silence between us doesn’t feel heavy or awkward. In fact, it’s comfortable. It’s like the unspoken understanding we’ve always had has only gotten stronger.
“I’m glad you’re here with us,” I tell him.
His lips twitch with the hint of a smile. “I’m glad you talked me into coming.”
“Aww, look at you two.” Yana strolls into the room, hips swaying. She’s so fucking perfect, and I can’t help but stare. “Bonding and opening up. Think you’ll want to be each other’s boyfriends too?”
Cam narrows his eyes, a mischievous smirk tipping his lips. “Sorry to disappoint, Red.” He grabs her wrist and pulls her onto his lap so she’s straddling him. “I love my best friend, but I don’t swing that way, no matter how close we end up physically while we’re fucking you.”
“Same for me.” I push her wild locks off her face. “We’re your boyfriends only.”
“Okay, okay.” Her breath hitches as Camden slides inside her. “More love for me.”
“Only for you,” he murmurs as she grips his shoulders and rides him.
I cup the back of her neck and tip her head back, licking into her mouth. She moans, sliding her fingers into my hair and tugging.
I pull back, pumping my cock, and take her in. She’s a mess. The most stunning mess I’ve ever seen. Her hair falls over her shoulders, her eyes glimmering with fire, her lips swollen and puffy.
“Let’s get more comfortable.” Camden stands, guiding Yana’s legs around his hips, and positions himself against the headboard. Then he eyes me over her shoulder. “Come here, Logan.”
I climb onto the bed, staying on my feet, and stand at her side while she rides his cock and he palms her tits. Without slowing, she twists my way and grabs my dick, urging me to move closer. Then she’s taking me into her mouth again.
“Fuck.” I grunt, shutting my eyes.
We fall into a rhythm. The room fills with our moans, whimpers, and groans echoing around us.
Their bodies slap together, mixing with the sound of her gagging on my cock.
I fuck her mouth, enjoying the way she swirls her tongue around its head and how she grazes her teeth around my shaft from time to time while she rotates her hips, fucking Cam hard.
My orgasm is explosive, taking me by surprise as I coat her throat with my cum. She swallows, her watery eyes wide and locked on mine, then quickly falls apart. With a curse, Cam fucks up into her, spilling inside her too.
She falls back, and we join her, flanking her on the mattress, all three of us out of breath. Bodies glistening with sweat, we touch her, tease her, finding ways to make her beg for more with just our fingers.
Like this, her nerve endings alight and overstimulated, every touch brings her close to the edge.
“You sound so fucking sweet,” Camden says, voice rough. “Makes me think you’re ready for round three.”
By some miracle, I’m hard again. Forget needing a comedown period. “I fucking am.” I prop myself on my elbow, looking down at Yana. “Wanna get on all fours for me?”
“Why, yes.” With a wicked smile, she flips over, her ass in the air. “Get your cock inside me.”
Heart still thundering, I situate myself between her legs and place my hands on the small of her back.
She arches more, begging to be stuffed, so I give her what she wants, guiding my cock to her entrance and burying myself inside her in one hard thrust. When my vision goes hazy, I hold still and find my bearings.
From there, I keep my movements slow and gentle, making sure neither of us comes too soon.
Still lying on his back, Camden presses his fingers to her mouth, tracing her bottom lip, his blue eyes practically glowing with lust.
“I want your cock in my mouth,” she tells him breathlessly.
He slips off the bed and stands at the edge near her head. “Open up.”
Eagerly, she does what she’s told.
“Good girl,” I praise her as I slide out until only my tip is still inside her. Then I fuck her in earnest.
Across from me, Camden fucks her throat, and when he catches me looking at him, he breaks into a grin. I can’t help but wear a matching expression. Clearly, we’re still trying to understand how we got so fucking lucky.
What we’re doing doesn’t feel like chaos. It doesn’t feel wrong.
It’s a choice.
Our choice.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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