35. CARTER
CARTER
She's still shaking.
Fine tremors through her back where I'm holding her. Not dramatically, just her body slowly releasing. I can feel her pulse in the press of her skin against mine. I don't move. I stay exactly where I am with my arms around her and let her breathe.
God, she is beautiful.
I hold her, letting her catch her breath and when I think she's ready I say, "Come here," and I pick her up.
She doesn't argue. Her arms loop around my neck while she presses her face into the curve of my throat, and I carry her to the bed, settling her against the white of the sheets.
She doesn't let go when I try to pull back.
Her hands find my face and she kisses me, slow and full, her mouth soft and still faintly unsteady.
I kiss her back and when I finally lift my head she's looking up at me with her hair spread out beneath her and I have to remind myself to breathe.
William comes around to the other side and lies down beside her.
I wait.
Some part of me was expecting something. The friction of it. Three men, same woman, and everything that implies. I wait to feel it wrong.
I doesn’t.
William starts kissing her throat, moving lower and when he finds her nipple she arches. He watches her face when she reacts. He looks at her the way a man looks at something he intends to keep.
"I've been dying to get a taste," Adrian says from the foot of the bed.
Sienna laughs. Low and a little breathless, and then Adrian's head is between her thighs and the laugh breaks into something else entirely.
Her hands go to the sheets. She's moving, moaning, and I watch her face, the flush rising across her cheekbones, the way her lips part and stay parted.
I need to be closer.
I strip and lie down beside her. She's between me and William now, Adrian between her thighs, I bend and put my mouth to the inside of her breast and feel her heartbeat against my lips, fast and getting faster.
Her skin is flushed from her collarbone down.
I drag my mouth to the soft underside and she makes a small desperate sound and her hand comes to my hair, pulling me closer.
I press my mouth open against her and she shivers.
Then her hand moves, reaching down for me. I take her hand and guide it and the second she closes around me I have to work very hard to control myself.
From where I'm lying I can see she's also stroking William.
Her sounds are changing. Shorter. Less controlled. I pinch her nipple hard and get my mouth to her ear.
"Come for your men."
And she does.
Full body. The cry she makes is completely open. I press my mouth to her temple and hold her while she shakes.
I sit up. Find my tie on the chair across the room.
When I return to the bed I see Adrian kissing his way up her body. His voice, low and close to her mouth: "You taste so fucking good, Sienna."
I sit beside her. Her eyes come to mine immediately. I make myself ask slowly.
"Do you trust us?"
"Yes." No hesitation. Not even a breath of one.
I press my mouth to her forehead and hold it there. I put my hand on her shoulder and turn her over.
I take my time with the tie. Loop it twice around her wrists behind her back and check the tension with two fingers underneath.
She stays still for me, patient. When I'm satisfied I grip the knot and draw her up to her knees.
I stay behind her for a moment just looking.
Her head drops slightly. Shoulders loose.
Open and waiting for whatever comes next and not afraid of it.
I run my palm slowly from the back of her neck all the way down her spine and she shudders.
I put a hand between her shoulder blades and push her forward.
The only thing holding her is my grip on the tie at her wrists.
I align myself and push in. One slow full stroke, all the way, and I stop.
I have to.
I can't move yet. I press my forehead to the back of her shoulder and breathe. She feels so good, and right now every nerve ending I have is on fire. I need a few seconds or this is going to be over before it starts.
"Carter." she asks. "More. Please."
I straighten. Get my left hand to her waist, right hand gripping the tie, and give it to her.
She takes everything I give her. All of it, every stroke, her sounds escalating.
Adrian comes around to the front. "Open up, sweetheart," he says.
She does. No hesitation.
He pushes in slow and her sounds shift, muffled now. Adrian throws his head back and a rough noise comes out of him that he doesn't try to contain. "Christ, Sienna."
William positions himself below Sienna. I can't see exactly what he's doing from here but I feel her clench around me, tight and sudden, and she makes a sound into Adrian that I feel in my grip.
She's close already.
I take my hand from her waist and bring it down. The slap is sharp in the room. I watch the color spread across her skin and have to fight to keep my breathing steady.
She clenches harder.
I slap her again.
And again.
She tears her mouth off Adrian and screams, full and unguarded, coming around me, clenching and shaking. I slow down and let her take every second of it. Adrian's hand is in her hair. William has gone still below her. We're all watching her fall apart.
I ease her down to the mattress when she's through.
The tie comes off slow. I turn her over and take both her wrists in my hands and work my thumbs over the skin where it sat, check the color, check her face.
Her eyes are a little glassy.
"Are you ok?" I ask.
She looks at me. Smiles slowly, completely, nothing held back.
I press my mouth to the inside of her wrist before I let go.
William is already pulling her toward him. "Ready for more?"
Her answer is to push herself up and straddle him. She reaches between them, aligns him, and sinks down slowly. His mouth goes slack, and I can see the white-knuckled grip he gets on her hips. She's going to bruise where his fingers are.
I check her expression. Only pleasure. Nothing else. She's moving, already finding her rhythm.
Adrian gets behind her and starts kissing at the back of her neck.
Lips moving down her spine in a slow, thorough line. He gets a hand between her shoulder blades and guides her forward until her chest is against William's and her face tucks into his neck, and then Adrian keeps going lower. And lower.
Sienna's sound when Adrian reaches the base of her spine fills the room.
William's voice comes out rough and stripped: "Oh shit."
I get up, walk to the bathroom, come back with what I stored there earlier and hand it to Adrian.
"Make it good for our girl." I say
Adrian works carefully. Hands thorough, making sure. William has gone still just holding her and whispering into her hair, "That's it, gorgeous, you're doing so well, you feel incredible," and she shivers every time he speaks.
She lifts her head and looks over her shoulder.
I lean in and take her mouth.
She kisses me back immediately. Soft and deep and completely trusting, her breath already uneven. I feel the moment Adrian pushes all the way in because she breaks the kiss and the sound that comes out of her is not like any of the others.
I press my forehead to hers.
"That's our good girl."
Her whole body shudders. And she presses her forehead harder against mine. William's hands move to her hips while Adrian starts to move.
I have no patience left.
I move up onto my knees in front of her. She looks up at me through her lashes and her mouth opens before I've touched her. Easy. Immediate.
I don't go in yet.
I trace her lips with my dick, spreading pre-cum and watch her eyes go dark. "You want this?"
"Yes." she breathes
I press in and the heat of her mouth is enough to make my vision blur at the edges.
She puts a hand up and I catch her wrist. "No hands."
She drops it, crossing her arms behind her own back without being asked. So fucking willing. So completely given over to all three of us.
"I hold her face in both hands. "Open wide. I'm going to fuck your face."
She nods, eyes still on mine.
Behind me I can hear Adrian going rough and increasingly undone, the sound of it building. William's voice, hoarse, "God, Sienna, you're like a vice—"
But she's looking at me.
Black smudged at the corners of her eyes, hair wrecked, and she's looking straight at me while I hold her head in both hands and use her exactly the way I want.
She takes every stroke. Stays right there with me.
I'm close so I hold her face pressed to me and say "Take all of it".
And she does. Swallowing me down. All of it.
I pull back, take her face in my hands and kiss her. Longer than I planned to because I need it. When I finally pull back I drop to the mattress.
I can hear in the sounds behind me that Adrian and William aren't far off. I reach over and find Sienna's clit working it with my fingers and she comes hard and fast taking them both with her. William's voice rough and breaking, Adrian's grunt low and almost pained.
Sienna is still draped over William's chest. Her face turned into his skin, his hand moving through her hair in long slow strokes. Adrian has a heavy, possessive hand resting low on her back. I'm staring at the ceiling waiting for my body to remember how to function.
I turn my head.
Sienna's eyes are open and a little wild. The kind of wild that means overloaded. I watch her for a moment.
"You ok?" I mouth to her.
She smiles at me. Slow, total, nothing reserved.
Nods.
I lean over and kiss her once, quick, then start to sit up.
Her hand closes on my arm.
"Where you going?" Her voice still hoarse from screaming. "Stay."
I take her hand. Turn it over. Press my mouth to the inside of her wrist and hold it there for a moment.
"Gonna put out the candles," I say. "Be right back."
She holds my eyes for one second. Then nods and closes her eyes, settling her face back against William's chest.
The living room is still full of light. Candles on every surface, every shelf, the whole room warm and glowing. I start at the far end and work my way back toward the door.
There are a lot of them.
This is going to take forever.
I smile.
That's ok. I have forever.