31. Leona
LEONA
Heat pooled between my legs.
Max’s tongue darted into my mouth, and I whimpered.
My hands curled into the fabric of his shirt.
My fingers dipped into the space between the buttons, and I yanked, ripping it open.
In response, he groaned and kissed me even harder, one hand sliding down my side to where my legs were still folded together between us.
He pulled on one thigh, spreading me so he could slip closer between my legs, while Cas sucked a mark on my neck.
“Amore.” Cas’s lips brushed my ear. “Look at me.”
I broke the kiss with Max to look over my shoulder.
Cas’s eyes blazed with heat as he took my lips in his own fevered kisses.
Then it was Max’s chance to pull up the edge of Wynn’s shirt.
He kissed up my stomach, over my belly button, teasing the area all around my breasts.
He unsnapped the clasp of my bra and tugged the shirt up, forcing me to break my kiss with Cas.
Together, they pulled the shirt over my head and the straps of my bra over my shoulders.
Max tossed it somewhere behind us and then ducked his head, returning his lips to my skin.
All the timidity he held earlier, before he crawled to me, was gone.
He wasn’t hesitant. He wasn’t careful. He was purposeful.
Patient. When his tongue lashed across my nipple, I gasped into Cas’s mouth.
Then his teeth bit the hard peak, and a tremor of arousal shot all the way through my body.
I tangled one of my hands in Max’s hair, and the other in Cas’s.
“Isn’t she incredible?” Cas murmured.
Max lifted his head from where he was sucking on my right nipple. “The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
“You want to fuck our girl, don’t you?” Cas’s voice rumbled in his chest behind me. “Fuck her so hard she sees stars. You’ve dreamed about it. Yearned for it. Never thought you’d see this day.”
Max locked eyes with me. “Yes.”
I couldn’t catch my breath. My chest felt tight while my core clenched on nothing. I needed him. I needed them both.
“I want you.” My voice was breathless. “Both of you.”
Cas drew my hair over my shoulder, gazing at Max while his nose trailed over my neck. “I’ll teach you all her little sounds. Like the little gasp she always makes when I pinch her nipples.”
His hand wrapped around my body to squeeze my left nipple. My head tilted back, leaning against his body. His fingers rolled together while Max’s head ducked and he sucked my right side. I was halfway to stars already, and we’d barely gotten started.
“What else does she do?” Max asked against my skin. “Tell me more.”
Cas’s hand snaked down my body to my spread legs. He found my center and just barely dipped inside. “The breathy moan that escapes her lips when my fingers brush through her slick heat.”
The sound that came out of my throat was positively obscene.
Max watched while he licked his lips. The memory of his tongue on me was top of mind, and I could practically see it playing behind his eyes, too.
“The groan and the way her head tilts back when I stretch her,” Cas continued as he pushed his fingers inside me. My fist tightened in his hair. “The whine of her climax. The feel of her nails digging into your skin. God, Max, there’s nothing like it.”
I was pulsing, needy, greedy. My hips rocked forward, trying to take more of him. I was drunk on the feeling already. “Please.”
With his free hand, Cas grabbed my chin and tilted my head forward so I could see Max’s face. The raw need there. The awe.
“She flushes from head to toe, breathless, moaning gibberish, when we take her all together,” Cas said against my cheek.
“I want that,” Max groaned. “I want it all. Leona, let me hear those sounds. I’ll die without having them branded into my memory forever.”
Cas pulled his fingers out, and I whimpered from the loss. “Cas—”
He yanked my face to the side to silence me with a kiss. “Shh. Your men have got you.” Max reached forward to touch me, but Cas shook his head. “Wait.”
Max pulled back.
“Scoot up the bed, beautiful,” Cas instructed. He sat back against the headboard in the middle of the bed. His cock tented his pants, and he cupped his bulge. “Come here.”
I crawled on my hands and knees until I straddled him, hands bracing on his shoulders. Max’s eyes were hot as lava on my back, but I focused on Cas right now, and the way his palms always fit so perfectly at my hips.
“Take my cock out.”
I did. It sprang from his pants, pre-cum already beading on the tip. He hissed when my hand closed around him, and I slowly stroked his shaft.
“What about your noises, baby?” I asked sweetly, grinning. “What about the grunts you make when you thrust inside me? Or the way you hold me tight when you come inside?”
“Fuck.” Cas’s fingertips dug into my waist as he stared at me with desire shining in his eyes. “Sit on my cock right fucking now.”
I laughed as I lowered myself and notched the head to my entrance.
Slowly, I let myself slide down. It was torturous for us both, but I loved to see him unravel for me.
I loved that pink hue that took over his cheeks, and the way his hair partially covered his eyes.
The stretch was absolutely delicious. My head tilted back as I groaned, just like he said I would.
“Jesus Christ,” Max said from behind us. The bed shifted, and then his hands were wrapping around my torso. His lips were pressing against my back. “I want to see you ride him.”
My hips rolled, a moan slipping between my lips. As he thrust his hips upward, it sent a bolt of lightning rippling through my body.
“You’re so…deep.” I felt so full. Max’s chest pressed against my back. He cupped my cheek and twisted my head so he could kiss me. While I was distracted by his tongue in my mouth and Cas’s cock in my pussy, he pinched my nipples and it pushed me right up to the edge.
“She’s close.” Cas’s hands planted on my hips while he thrust into me, eyes glued to my face. “See how her eyebrows knit together? How her thighs get tense and her breathing becomes short?”
This man knew me from the inside out.
One hand palmed my ass cheek, keeping the rhythm steady, while the other dipped to my clit and started rubbing.
It was all too much.
The lingering taste of me on Max’s mouth. Both of them crowding me. The heat swirling between all three of us.
I sucked in a short, quick breath and cried out. I clenched down on Cas’s cock and I grabbed onto Max’s forearm, clinging for dear life. My head spun and everything went dark for one blissful moment. Ecstasy.
“God, you’re strangling me, amore,” Cas said. “You feel so good.”
He kept rubbing my clit, extending the lingering aftershocks of my orgasm. With two more thrusts, his hand clamped down on my ass check and then he came inside me.
The three of us stared at one another through lidded eyes before a small giggle bubbled up in my chest. I let go of Max and lay atop Cas’s body so I could grab his face with both my hands and kiss the fucking life out of him.
I pulled back and stared into his deep blue eyes. “Love you.”
“Love you.” His nose nudged mine before his hands wrapped around my waist. He pulled me off him, then spun me around so he could settle me between his legs. He quickly tucked himself away, but I could feel the rigid outline of him at the base of my spine. He was almost hard again.
Then I looked up, and Max was there.
Staring between my legs.
His cheeks were flushed, and his heart no doubt matched the thunderous pace of my own.
“Uh—” he mumbled. If I weren’t so goddamn turned on, I might have closed my eyes and turned into Cas’s body for protection.
But he wasn’t looking at me like he was embarrassed.
He was looking at me like he was going to devour me, and he was trying to decide where to start.
Gently, Cas grabbed the back of my thighs and pulled them back. I sucked in a breath, my body practically shaking from desire as he bared me completely to Max. Spread fucking wide.
A choked groan left Max’s lips while he stared.
His voice was quiet, tinged with disbelief. “I can see Cas’s cum dripping from you.”
The wetness between my legs dripped downward, and my nipples pebbled all on their own. My body was ready to burst into flames. Combust. Melt into a puddle. I’d just come on Cas’s cock, and here I was, about to explode all over again.
Cas’s breath tickled the side of my neck. “Isn’t she beautiful?”
“Yes,” Max rasped.
“Don’t you want to touch her?”
“God, yes.”
“Ask her for permission.” Cas pressed kisses where my neck met my shoulder. His cock was hard behind me.
“Leona.” Max’s eyes trailed slowly from my sex, over my belly, across my breasts, and up to my eyes. I could barely breathe. “I want you. Please let me have you.”
“Beg for it,” Cas said before I could respond. “She deserves that much.”
“Please.” Max’s voice was voice strangled. “I will give you anything you want, I will live and die for you, just please deliver me from this agony. Please, Leona.”
I stared at him, studying the desperation in his voice and the flush on his face. The yearning and desire he no longer hid from me. His throat bobbed, and he licked his lips. He waited patiently, obediently, for my response.
“Yes,” I breathed.
His eyes closed in relief, just for a moment, before they blazed against my bare skin. The look in his eyes shifted from penitence to dominance. Lust sharpened his gaze.
The mask was finally completely gone.
His hand touched my ankle first, trailing upward over my shin, then my thigh, until it reached the dip in my hip.
He moved closer, filling the space between my legs, while his other hand did the same.
My skin pebbled with goosebumps, and I arched toward him, practically begging Max to move faster, do more, but Cas held me firm.
“Let him explore,” Cas admonished in my ear. “He’s waited so long for this.”