Chapter 26 #2
I’m glad we’re alone in the house, because the moan that escapes from me would give away exactly how good my boyfriend’s mouth feels right now.
Chance continues to play with my nipples through my clothes, holding me upright while Lev’s talented mouth brings me closer and closer to bursting point.
My entire body is tingling as pleasure builds with each stroke of Lev’s tongue on my clit.
The sensation coursing through my body is so intense that it’s all I’m aware of. My eyelids grow heavy as I don’t think I can take this sweet torture any longer.
“Eyes on me, Zee.” He murmurs against my skin.
I obey, meeting Lev’s emerald green gaze just as he sucks my clit into his mouth.
One second before my orgasm hits me like a freight train, I spot movement in my peripheral vision.
Ares is standing by my bedroom door, his jaw tight, his gray eyes blazing with barely contained heat.
I can’t look away from him, and that’s my undoing.
The first wave of pleasure hits, and I shudder in Chance’s arms while Lev keeps working me with his mouth, and Ares looks at me as if he doesn’t know if he wants to devour me or turn on his heels and walk away.
Lev
“Eyes on me, Zee.” I hum against her sweet little clit.
Her gaze is glazed over, fogged with the pleasure I’m giving her. Seeing Zara like this, at my mercy in my best friend’s arms, has me so hard that I could come without even taking my cock out of my sweats.
I know she’s close. I can feel the frantic pace of her pulse as I suck her clit into my mouth.
Our gazes are locked for a hot second, but then Zara’s eyes drift away.
An audible gasp comes from the bedroom door, and I don’t even have to look to know that Ares came home.
Zara snaps, moaning and writhing as Chance holds her up against his chest. I keep licking and sucking her clit, and Ares watches from the threshold.
The last time Ares walked in on the three of us, it didn’t end well.
I hope for all of our sakes, but especially for Zara’s, that this time Ares can keep his temper under control.
I keep working my girl until her moans of pleasure turn a little pained. She always gets too sensitive after she comes, and that’s my cue to lower her leg back to the ground and rise up to my feet.
Ares’s stony scowl is still fixed on us, but I don’t let that stop me from kissing Zara’s pink lips.
“See how delicious you taste?” I murmur against her mouth.
She kisses me back, but I know she’s aware that we have an audience by the way she’s fisting the front of my sweatshirt.
“Ares.” Her voice is low and a little breathless, so fucking sexy that I don’t know how Ares can stay rooted to his spot in the doorjamb.
“Hey.” He isn’t storming off like last time, so I guess that’s progress.
Ares has been honest about the fact that he accepts that Zara’s feelings for each of us mean that she can’t choose between us. But he also didn’t hide that he doesn’t know if he can share Zara with us the way Chance and I love to do.
We all agreed that Zara’s time is non-negotiable if we want this relationship to work, but sharing her body isn’t a deal breaker.
However, I know my girl.
I know Zara loves being with me and Chance together, and the way she set up a date night for all of us is her way of saying that she hopes to persuade Ares to be a part of our physical bond as well as the emotional one.
“The food downstairs is getting cold.” Ares points out from his spot by the door.
“We were waiting for you to start.” Zara says without moving a muscle. Chance still has his chest flush against her back.
The corners of Ares’s lips curl in a barely perceptible smile. “It actually looks like you started without me.”
There’s a challenge in his tone.
The air in the room is crackling with electricity as Chance and I look at the exchange between Ares and Zara as if it were a tennis match.
“I prefer my Chinese food reheated, anyway.” Zara bites out.
“Fine. I guess I’ll be downstairs when you guys are done.”
Ares is holding onto the wooden doorjamb with white-knuckle force, his eyes still fixed on Zara.
“Or you could stay.” She offers.
“And what?” He frowns.
Zara extends her hand waiting for Ares to close the distance between the four of us. “And be with me.”
“It’s not just you, princess. You know if you were alone in here, I would have no problem.”
“I love you, Ares.” She says. “And that won’t change if you walk away. But it would make me happy if you stayed.”
Ares’s expression is deeply conflicted as he looks at the three of us.
I think I know why Zara set up this date night. She’s nervous about tomorrow. She wants to be with all of us in case the worst happens. But she isn’t saying that out loud because she doesn’t want to force Ares’s hand.
I can see the moment his mind is made up before he utters a strangled “Fuck it.” And reaches us, pulling Zara out of Chance’s arms and into his.
He kisses her hard, holding the back of her head with one hand. His other hand is at her waist, pushing her flush with his body.
It’s possessive, dominant and fucking hot.
My lips curl into a smile I can see mirrored on Chance’s face.
But the outcome of this situation could still not be what we want if Ares asked us to leave.
Would we?
One look at Chance confirms that he has no intention of walking out of this room unless Zara asks us to. I feel exactly the same way.
The kiss between Zara and Ares escalates fast. His hands are all over her as he lets go of her head and cups her perfect tits the same way Chance was doing a minute ago.
She whimpers, pulling Ares’s shirt out of his pants. Her hands disappear beneath the shirt as Zara feels the corded muscles in Ares’s back.
“I love you, princess.” He growls, breaking the kiss to glide his lips down the creamy skin of her neck. “I would do anything for you.”
Zara cups his face with her hands, forcing him to look at her. “Then you know that I love you with all my heart. That loving Chance and Lev the same way doesn’t make me love you any less. Neither does wanting them as much as I want you.” She turns to look at us. “I miss you, guys.”
Chance and I look at each other before looking at Ares.
He nails us both with a death glare before nodding, his head still between Zara’s hands.
“I’m gonna give whatever this is a shot. But Zara’s hands and mouth are the only ones I want on my dick. Or I’m out. Nothing against it if you two want to… you know. I’m all for that if it’s what you want, but it’s not for me. And no judgement if you’re into each other.”
“We aren’t,” I chuckle. “But thanks for the reassurance.”
Chance backs me up. “I would have no problem acting on it if I were attracted to Lev, as long as Zara was on board with it, but I’m not.”
“Same.” I agree. “Besides, trust me when I tell you that once Zara is naked between us, your cocks are the last thing on my mind.”
“Now that it’s settled,” Zara grabs my hand and Chance’s in each of hers. “Can someone kiss me?”
I don’t make her ask twice. I guide her face to mine and crush my lips with hers.
Ares is now behind her and resumes kissing his way down her neck, stopping at the spot at the base of her collarbone where she loves to be kissed.
“Fuck, that looks so hot.” Chance murmurs, his hand inside his sweatpants stroking his hard cock. “I need to kiss my girl too.”
Making this work with the three of us will take some getting used to, but I let Chance have Zara’s lips as I enjoy the show for a few moments.
The way he closes his hands over the globes of Zara’s tits and she arches into his touch is so hot that I kick my sweatpants off and close my fist around the base of my cock the same way Chance was doing a second ago.
I’ve always enjoyed watching Zara with Chance, but adding Ares to the mix only makes the show twice as hot.
Ares
Zara feels warm and soft in my arms. The way her toned ass covered in a sexy, tight mini skirt rubs against my cock has me even harder than I was a second ago when I saw Lev going down on her.
My possessive nature almost had the best of me at first, and for a second I was furious and about to walk away.
I knew Zara wouldn’t have held it against me if I had, but I couldn’t say no to the pleading expression in her eyes.
For some fucked up reason, watching Lev and now Chance kiss her doesn’t bother me that much now that I’m kissing her too.
If I have to be completely honest, she looks so sexy between us that I’m starting to get curious about how things will play out, and my worry about sharing Zara with my brothers begins to ease.
“Fuck,” Chance grunts, squeezing Zara’s tits in both hands. “Doesn’t our girl have the most perfect tits in the world? Feeling them in my hands makes me so fucking hard.”
I have no problem agreeing with that. “She does. But her ass is just as perfect. I wish you could feel how amazing it is rubbing against my cock.”
Chance’s smile widens. “You know what? I want to feel it right now. Let’s switch places.”
I instantly miss the contact with Zara’s ass, but my brother isn’t wrong about how fucking amazing her tits are. “I love your tits, princess. But I need more. Is it ok if we take this shirt off?”
“I thought you would never ask.” She giggles. “Please, Ares. Would you take it off?” She accompanies her request with a stroke to my pants clad cock, and I’m putty in her hands. Her other hand is stroking Chance behind her in the same way.
“Whoever invented these tiny buttons,” I mutter, struggling to undo the first button of her shirt. “Didn’t think that you might want your boyfriend to take this shirt off you.”
I immediately miss her touch when Zara’s hands fly next to mine to help me out.
That won’t do. “This is taking too long.” I chuckle, gently swatting her hand away. “I want to see those tits right now.”
I pull, yanking the two halves of her shirt away. Those tiny buttons fly around the room like bullets, hitting the wall and some of the furniture.
“Ares!” she scolds me. “I just bought this shirt.”