67. Lars
Neomi and I crawl onto the mattress as Gabriel stands at the end of the bed.
Once we’re side by side, I take Neomi’s face in my hands and kiss her.
I want to feel connected to her at this moment.
I need to feel her skin on mine. She sighs into me, lips parting, her tongue sliding languidly against mine.
It’s passionate, yet gentle. It’s like she knows what I need without words, like she’s part of me.
She pulls back, forehead to mine, praises are whispered, and I don’t know if it’s the post-orgasm high or the fact that she feels so good, but it makes my eyes burn.
Gabriel's knee hits the mattress. “How did I get so lucky to have two beautiful souls in my life?”
He kisses my ankle as his hand slides up Neomi’s calf. He sits back on his heels, watching us.
“Do we need to stop?” His voice is soft and filled with understanding.
“No, I don’t want to stop,” Neomi says as she looks into my eyes.
I place a kiss on her lips and sit up. Shifting to my knees, I meet Gabriel. I lean my head into the crook of his neck, placing light kisses down to the top of his shoulder.
“Lie down, Gabriel,” I whisper.
He smiles and moves to his back beside Neomi.
“Bella, I want you on top, facing me,” I direct.
As Neomi takes her position, I grab my lube from the nightstand. I pour a small amount into my hand, coating my cock. I keep the lube close by, then focus on them. Gabriel’s hands are roaming Neomi’s skin, fingertips skating along the side of her breasts, down to the swell of her hips.
Inching forward, I take Gabriel’s cock in my hand and begin to stroke him. His eyes flutter shut and his lips part on a breath. While his hips rock up into my hand, he reaches around Neomi, stretching to place his fingers on her clit, rotating in lazy circles.
“I need a condom.” Gabriel raises his head from the pillow.
“No. No condom.” Neomi shakes her head.
The thought of Gabriel fucking Neomi bare is almost enough to make me come right then and there.
“I’m clean,” Gabriel assures us.
I suck in a breath. “Christ, I can’t wait to see his cum dripping from your pussy, Bella.”
I steady his cock at the base and slap it against Neomi’s wet pussy, relishing the sound of the contact. Neomi gasps, then bites down on her bottom lip, her eyes sending me a silent plea.
“I want to see this sweet little cunt filled with your cock, Gabriel. I want you to fuck our girl,” I growl.
Neomi’s hips lift and I slot the head of Gabriel’s cock against her entrance. She slides down slowly, taking every inch.
“So fucking hot,” I hiss.
“You’re soaking me, Siren, fuck, you feel so good bare,” he says, voice rough.
I pick up the lube and coat my fingers.
“You’re going to take my cock, Gabriel,” I warn him.
“Do it, Lars. Be a good boy and fuck me,” he says, voice desperate and raw.
I spread Gabriel’s legs wider and place two fingers right under his balls, stroking with pressure.
His hips thrust up, fucking into Neomi harder.
Her moans fill the room as she leans back, hands on his chest, tits bouncing.
I lean forward, taking one of her nipples into my mouth, and I suck hard as my fingers slide lower to Gabriel’s hole, spreading the lube in slow rotations.
“Give me your fingers, Lars,” he says, voice rough.
I press one inside, switching my mouth to Neomi’s other breast while I begin to work him, gliding in and out.
Once he relaxes, I add a second, pushing deeper.
I angle my fingers, looking for that small spot inside.
I know I’ve found it when his body shudders, hips losing rhythm.
I keep pumping in and out, stretching him.
“You need to fuck me, Lars,” Gabriel says, voice unsteady.
I slide my fingers out, coat my cock with lube one more time and then grip my length, notching the head against him. Neomi looks down and she moans.
“Do you enjoy watching us, Bella?” I ask her.
“Shit, yes. Oh my God, it’s so good.”
I press a quick kiss to her forehead as I press in and fuck it’s so tight that my vision blurs. I meet resistance just inside and slow my efforts.
“Relax, Gabriel, let me in,” I say, placing my hand on his inner thigh to massage the muscle there.
Neomi reaches between us to cup his balls as she gently rocks.
I press in again and ever so slowly breach the tight ring of muscle inside.
I look over Neomi’s shoulder, and my eyes meet his as he gives me a small nod.
With that simple gift of permission, I slowly slide in deeper until my hips meet his skin.
“Goddamn it. Fuck, you’re so tight, Gabriel,” I hiss out, my head falling to Neomi’s chest.
“Move, Lars. I need you to move,” Gabriel strains.
I begin to pump in and out of him slowly, watching him stretch around my cock. So tight, so warm, so fucking good. Neomi rides him, and we find our rhythm.
“Oh God,” Gabriel cries out. “Fuck me, both of you, fuck me hard.”
I pick up my pace as Gabriel grips Neomi’s hips, bouncing her on his dick.
The visual I have displayed before me is just as overwhelming as the sensation.
The three of us fit so well together. I watch a bead of sweat slither down the skin between Neomi’s breasts.
When I look up, I see Gabriel behind her, his eyes blazing.
His moans compete against mine in the air of the room, both of us driving a faster cadence as Neomi writhes between us, never breaking eye contact.
“Shit, I’m going to come, Siren,” Gabriel grits out.
Her voice breaks. “Fill me, Gabriel, fucking fill me.”
I angle my hips and start quick thrusts to help him over the edge.
His muscles go rigid and I feel him pulse around me, his orgasm taking over.
He curses as I watch his dick throb in Neomi’s pussy.
I place my thumb against her clit, circling it, knowing I need to make her come with me.
I’m close, so fucking close as she screams out, and that’s all it takes for me to fall right over the edge with her.
My orgasm hits me hard, making my vision go white around the edges as my cock empties into Gabriel. I can barely catch my breath, my body overtaken, my soul nearly leaving my body.
“Holy shit,” Neomi says breathlessly.
I take a moment to collect myself and then cautiously slide my dick from Gabriel. My lips land on Neomi’s, kissing her with what I have left.
“I’ll be right back,” I tell them.
Going to the bathroom, I prepare a warm, wet washcloth, then return to them. Gabriel’s cock has slid from Neomi’s, and I watch as his cum falls from her pussy, sliding down his cock to his ass to meet mine leaking from him. The sight makes my dick twitch again.
I clean them both, then help Neomi roll onto the bed. Gabriel rises from the bed, taking the washcloth from me. Leaning over, he kisses me, sliding his hand into the hair at the base of my neck, tongue sliding against mine, claiming me again. Then he turns and walks to the bathroom.
I lie next to Neomi, pulling her into my chest. I can feel her heart racing, our sweat-soaked skin pressed together. She hums as I kiss the top of her head. I can hear the shower turn on, and I close my eyes for a moment, letting the endorphins float through me.
The bathroom door opens, and Gabriel kneels down.
“You both own me,” he whispers, voice thick with emotion.
I reach up and he nuzzles his cheek into my palm, his eyes fluttering shut before he says, “Come on, let’s shower.”