49 RHEA
The bedroom is bathed in the soft glow of moonlight spilling through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the ocean’s rhythmic hum mingling with the sound of their breathing.
I walk backward toward the bed, my eyes flicking between the three of them as they stand there, looking like they’re waiting for instructions. Good. They should.
“Alright, gentlemen,” I say, my voice low, teasing. “Let’s get those clothes off. Down to the boxers. Now.” Corey smirks, crossing his arms over his chest. “Bossy tonight, aren’t we?”
“You love it,” I shoot back, arching an eyebrow.
Tobias chuckles, already pulling his shirt over his head, his muscles flexing effortlessly. Julian’s quieter, but the way his dark eyes track me as he unbuttons his shirt says enough.
“You’re not exempt, Corey,” I say, pointing a finger at him.
“Oh, I wasn’t planning on it.” He winks, stripping off his shirt with deliberate slowness, like he’s putting on a show.
I roll my eyes but can’t help the smile tugging at my lips.
“Show- off.” When they’re all down to their boxers, I take a moment to just look at them.
Tobias, all towering strength and quiet intensity.
Julian, lean and coiled like a predator.
And Corey, with that cocky grin that makes my stomach flip.
“Now what?” Tobias asks, his voice gravelly.
“Now,” I say, while shedding my clothes, stepping closer to him,
“you stand there and behave.” I trail a finger down his chest, feeling the way his muscles tense under my touch.
“That’s going to be hard,” he sighs, his eyes following my hand.
“Good.” I smirk, moving to Julian next. He’s watching me like he’s trying to figure out my next move, and I like that. I lean in, my lips brushing his ear. “You’re not allowed to be in control tonight,” I whisper, feeling the shiver that runs through him.
“Who says I ever was?” he replies, his voice tight.
I laugh softly, stepping back. “Fair point.” Finally, I turn to Corey, who’s watching me with a heated gaze.
“You,” I say, tapping his chest, “are not allowed to talk.” He raises his hands in mock surrender. “Yes, ma’am.” I circle him slowly, letting my fingertips ghost over his skin. “I said no talking.”
“That wasn’t talking. That was agreeing.” I stop in front of him, narrowing my eyes. “Do you want to be left out of this?” He grins. “Not a chance.”
“Then shut it.” He pretends to zip his lips, and I can’t help but laugh.
“You’re all so...” I pause, searching for the right word.
“Ridiculous?” Tobias offers.
“Perfect,” I say, looking at each of them. And for once, I don’t feel the need to hide what I’m thinking.
“Now,” I say, walking toward the bed, “who’s first?” They exchange glances, and I know I’ve got them exactly where I want them.
“Me,” Corey says, stepping forward.
Julian snorts. “Predictable.”
“Jealous,” Corey fires back.
“Enough,” I say, holding up a hand. “Corey, sit.” He does, his smirk never leaving his face as he perches on the edge of the bed. I climb onto his lap, my knees bracketing his hips, and lean in until our lips are almost touching.
“You’re lucky I like you,” I whisper.
“Yeah,” he says, his voice rough. “I know.” And then I kiss him, slow and deliberate, savoring the way he melts into me.
“Who’s next?” I ask, pulling back just enough to speak.
“Me,” Tobias growls, and I can’t help but laugh.
“Patience,” I say, glancing over my shoulder at him. “You’ll get your turn.” Julian’s watching me with those intense eyes, and I can feel the sexual tension building between the four of us, electric and undeniable.
I smirk, enjoying the way they’re all watching me—Corey with his cocky grin, Tobias with that quiet intensity, and Julian with those dark, hungry eyes. They’re all mine tonight, and I’m going to make sure they know it.
“Alright, boys,” I say, standing up from the bed and crossing my arms. “Here’s the deal. I’m in charge tonight. You’re all going to do exactly what I say, when I say it. Got it?” Corey raises an eyebrow. “Bossy.”
“You love it,” I shoot back, without missing a beat.
“Now, Tobias, you’re up against the wall. Julian, you’re on the bed. Corey, you’re staying right where you are.”
Tobias doesn’t argue, just moves to the wall, his back pressing against it as he crosses his arms.
Julian sits on the edge of the bed, his gaze locked on me, and Corey stays perched where he is, his smirk never wavering.
I walk over to Tobias first, stopping just inches from him. “Hands above your head,” I command, and he complies without a word, his muscles flexing as he raises them. I lean in, my lips brushing his ear.
“No moving unless I say so.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he replies, his voice low and gravelly.
I turn to Julian next, climbing onto the bed and straddling his lap.
“You’re going to keep your hands to yourself,” I say, pressing a finger to his chest.
“Unless I tell you otherwise.” Julian’s lips twitch in a faint smile.
“You’re the boss.” Finally, I look at Corey, who’s still watching me with that damn smirk.
“You,” I say, pointing at him, “don’t get to touch me yet.”
His grin widens. “This is torture.” I laugh softly, leaning over to kiss him quickly.
“That’s the point.” I move back to the bed, positioning myself between Julian and Corey, my back to Tobias so I can still feel the heat of him behind me.
“Now,” I say, glancing at each of them in turn, “let’s see how well you can all behave.” Corey raises his hands in mock surrender. “We’re at your mercy.”
“Good,” I say, my voice lowering as I reach for Julian’s hand and guide it to my waist.
“You can touch now.” Julian’s fingers tighten slightly, his touch warm and firm, and I feel a shiver run through me.
I turn my head to look at Tobias, still standing against the wall.
“You,” I say, “can touch my tits.” He doesn’t hesitate, his fingers kneading my chest, sending a jolt of pleasure down my spine.
I close my eyes for a moment, savoring the sensation, before turning to Corey.
“And you,” I say, leaning in so our lips are almost touching, “can finally kiss me.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice. His hands frame my face as he pulls me into a deep, hungry kiss, his tongue sliding against mine.
I can feel Julian’s hands moving up my sides, his lips brushing against my neck, and Tobias’ fingers still tangled in my hair.
“Good,” I manage to murmur against Corey’s lips, my voice breathless. “Now, let’s see if you can keep up.” I turn back to the three of them, their eyes locked on me like I’m the only thing in the room that matters. Good. They should be paying attention.
“Alright,” I say, my voice low and commanding.
“Corey, you’re on the bed.” I point to the center of the mattress, and he doesn’t hesitate, his smirk never leaving his face as he sits back against the pillows.
“Julian, you’ll be behind me.” I glance over my shoulder at him, and he stands, ready for his next direction.
“And Tobias...” I turn to him, my lips curling into a smirk.
“You’re right here.” I pat the edge of the bed in front of me.
Corey raises an eyebrow, his grin widening. “What’s your play here baby?”
“I want you all,” I say, climbing onto the bed and straddling him, my hands resting on his chest. “At once.” Collective groans fill the room.
“Goddamn baby,” he growls, as his hands settle on my hips as I straddle him.
“You sure about this?” Tobias asks, ever the worrier.
“Never been more sure.” I say.
“Fuck Rhea, you’re perfect.” Julian says, as he reaches down and strokes his hard dick.
I position myself overtop Corey, feeling Julian’s hands graze my shoulder blades as he positions himself behind me.
He’s close, so close I can feel the heat of him against my back.
Tobias sits on the edge of the bed in front of me, his dark eyes watching me with that quiet intensity I’ve come to crave.
“Corey,” I say, my gaze locked on his. “You’re first.”
“Always am,” he replies, his voice dripping with that cocky charm.
I can’t help the smile that tugs at my lips. I lean forward, my hands moving to his shoulders as I lower myself onto him, his sharp intake of breath making my stomach flip.
“Fuuuuck,” he grinds out behind clenched teeth.
I lean forward my chest pressed to Corey. Behind me, Julian’s hands tighten on my hips, and I feel him pressing against my ass, his warmth spreading through me. “You good?” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my neck.
“Better than good,” I reply, my voice breathless.
“This might be sloppy at first, can’t say I’ve ever attempted this.” Julian laughs.
“Newsflash moron, no one has.” Tobias adds.
I look towards Tobias, who’s sitting there, his hands resting on his thighs like he’s waiting for permission. “Your turn,” I say, reaching out to him.
He doesn’t need to be told twice. His large hands cup my face as I lean forward, his lips capturing mine in a deep, hungry kiss.
Corey groans beneath me, his hands tightening on my hips.
“You’re killing us,” he mutters.
“Good,” I say, pulling back from Tobias and giving Corey a smirk.
“Now, let’s see if you can keep up.” I start to move, my hips rolling against Corey’s as Julian’s hands guide me, his warmth pressing against my back.
Tobias’ fingers thread through my hair, pulling me back into another kiss, his tongue sliding against mine.
It’s overwhelming, the way they’re all touching me, the way they’re all watching me like I’m the center of their world. And in this moment, I am.
“Julian,” I say, my voice breaking slightly. “Now.” He doesn’t hesitate, his hands gripping my hips as he pushes into me, the sensation making my head spin. I moan against Tobias’ lips, my hands moving to his shoulders to steady myself.
“Fuck,” Corey mutters, his hands tightening on my hips.
“You’re perfect.” I pull back from Tobias, my breath coming in short gasps as I look at each of them in turn—Corey beneath me, his dark eyes locked on mine; Julian behind me, his warmth pressing against my back; Tobias in front of me, his hands still tangled in my hair.
I’m breathless, my body trembling as everything around me blurs into a world of heat and pleasure.
Tobias is in front of me, his large hands cradling my face, his breathing ragged as I lower my mouth to him.
His sharp intake of breath is the only sound in the room for a moment, and then the world shifts.
My lips close around him, and I hear him groan, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrates through me.
Corey’s hands grip my hips harder, his pace quickening beneath me.
“Fuck, Rhea,” he growls, his voice strained.
“I’m close.” I don’t stop, my movements growing more urgent.
Julian’s hands are on my waist, guiding me, his body moving in perfect rhythm with Corey’s.
The sensation is overwhelming—Corey filling me, Julian pressing into me from behind, Tobias throbbing in my mouth.
I’m surrounded by them, consumed by them, and it’s all I can do to keep from unraveling completely.
The room is alive with the sounds of heavy breathing, low groans, and the slick slide of skin against skin.
Tobias’ fingers tighten in my hair, his voice breaking as he warns me, “Rhea, I’m?—“ I tighten my mouth around him, my tongue working in rhythm with Corey’s thrusts.
Tobias lets out a strangled sound, his body tensing as he reaches his release.
I swallow him down, my own body trembling as Corey’s grip on my hips becomes almost painful.
“Fuck, I’m gonna—“ Corey’s voice cuts off with a grunt, his body jerking beneath me as he hits his peak. I feel him pulse inside me, and the sensation sends a wave of heat through my core.
Behind me, Julian’s movements become erratic, his breath coming in sharp gasps. “Rhea,” he murmurs, his voice strained,
“I’m?—“ I press back against him, my body tightening around him, and he lets out a low groan as he finishes, his hands gripping my waist tightly.
For a moment, the room is silent except for the sound of our heavy breathing. I’m trembling, my body on the edge of collapse, but I don’t move. Tobias’ hands are still in my hair, Corey’s on my hips, Julian’s on my waist. They’re all holding me, anchoring me, and I’ve never felt more alive.
“Holy shit,” Corey mutters, his voice rough. “That was fucking incredible.” I laugh breathlessly, leaning back against Julian as Tobias releases his hold on my hair. “I aim to please gentleman.” Julian presses a kiss to the back of my neck, his voice soft.
“You’re going to be the death of us.”
“Good,” I say, smirking as I look at each of them in turn. “That’s the idea. I’d rather it be that than illegal fighting.”