26. LYRA #2
Hunter fucks my ass with his finger as his cock slams into my cunt, and as my high continues tearing through me, he crumbles, roaring out loud as he reaches his climax, pouring hot spurts of cum deep inside of me.
“Fuck,” he grits through a clenched jaw, his fingers digging into my hip, and before I even have a second to enjoy the sound of what I do to him, Maddox’s hips thrust deeper to the back of my throat, his hand tightening in my hair as he holds me still.
He comes hard, his saltiness hitting the back of my throat in hot, insistent waves.
My eyes roll with pleasure, and as my high finally reaches its absolute climax, and I finally come crashing back to earth, I swallow down everything Maddox has to offer, not missing a single drop.
“Shit, Savage,” Maddox breathes, his chest heaving as he captures my stare, his hold loosening in my hair as he slowly pulls free from my mouth. “What the fuck are you doing to me?”
I grin, and as Hunter slows to a stop and begins to pull out of me, my body goes weak, collapsing against the mattress. Hunter comes down beside me, his strong arm scooping around my body and pulling me into his side.
My head drops to his chest, my hand low on his waist as I struggle to catch my breath, and not a moment later, Maddox comes down on my other side, his hand casually draped over my ass.
I stare at the ceiling dumbfounded. Apparently, my clit isn’t the only magic button I have. Who would have known? I mean, apart from these two morons, of course.
What the actual fuck just happened? That was insane, but so damn good. Hell, if I weren’t so busy trying to catch my breath, I might even be embarrassed by the mess I’d made. Though judging by the proud grins on the boys’ faces, I’d dare say that my mess is the very last thing on their minds.
Maddox smirks at me, his eyes sparkling like diamonds. “Is it socially acceptable to say ‘told ya’ in a situation like this?”
Hunter scoff. “Get fucked. You didn’t do shit. You were too busy getting your dick sucked. That was all me.”
A laugh barks out of me, but Maddox just grins. “And it was worth every fucking second.”
My elbow slams straight into his ribs, and he groans as a loud laugh tears from his chest, and before I know it, I’m hauled off the mattress and sat up on his hips. “So,” he says, “at what point do we collect our prize?”
I roll my eyes as I brace my hands against his strong stomach, my chest swelling with something so unbelievably foreign to me, and as I stare down at Maddox, and then to Hunter, I realize this is so much more than anything I ever anticipated. I’m in love with them. Both of them.
Fuck.
That wasn’t supposed to happen. I’ve always been open to falling for someone, open to the idea of starting a life with a man who could handle me just right, but I wasn’t prepared for this. Especially not when these two men are more like me in every way possible.
There’s no way this could end well.
“Shit,” I say, a heaviness settling on my shoulders.
Sensing a shift, Maddox reaches up and brushes the hair off my face, his hazel green eyes softening as he watches me. “What is it?”
I shake my head, not sure if I’m ready to have this conversation. “It’s nothing,” I say, trying to shrug it off.
“Don’t do that,” Hunter says. “Holding back never got us anywhere.”
Damn. I hate it when Hunter, of all people, is right.
“Savage,” Maddox murmurs. “Tell us.”
“I just . . .” I let out a heavy sigh, trying to figure out how to word this without fucking it up. “This is turning into more than I anticipated, and I don’t know what to do with that.”
Hunter is immediately on the defense, his body stiffening as though waiting for a threat. “What are you saying, Lyra? Is it too much for you? You want out?”
My eyes widen in horror, and I quickly realize that my attempt to explain myself has gone up in flames. “No, not at all,” I hurry out. “That’s not what I’m trying to say. The opposite, actually.”
Maddox’s brows furrow as his hands skim across my thighs, always needing that physical touch, while Hunter is the complete opposite, more than happy not to always be all over me. As long as he’s in reaching distance, he’s content.
“You’re really going to have to lay this one out for us, babe.”
Shit.
I take a breath and hold it for just a second, unsure why I suddenly feel so vulnerable.
“What I’m trying to say,” I start, talking way too slow, and not knowing where or who to look at, “is that . . . I don’t want this to end.
I think I’m maybe . . . falling for both of you, and I know I didn’t win that stupid little bet, but what are the chances you guys are down with keeping things the way they are? ”
Hunter sits up against the headboard, the sheet barely covering him as he holds my stare. “Are you happy, Lyra?”
His question throws me off, and it takes me a second before I’m able to respond. “Yes. I am.”
“If you’re happy, and you’re okay with this, then I’m okay.”
My brows pinch. “You’re okay with it? With me being with both of you?”
“I’m not a jealous man. Seeing you with Maddox doesn’t bother me because I see how fucking happy you both are. He’s my best friend, and if being with you is what he wants, then I won’t stand in the way of that.”
“Really?”
He nods and reaches for me, that big hand curling around the base of my throat and gently pulling me toward him. His lips brush against mine. “Just because you belong to him, that doesn’t mean that I’m going to give you up. You’re mine, no matter how many times you insist you hate me.”
A stupid smile pulls at my lips. “I really do hate you.”
“Uh-huh,” he murmurs, the same stupid smile appearing on his face as he braces a hand behind his head, showing off those perfect biceps. “I hate you too, Savage.”
Warmth spreads through me, and it doesn’t go unnoticed how quiet Maddox has been through all of this. I look back at him, almost terrified of what he might say. “Are you gonna burst my bubble?”
He shakes his head. “As long as you’re still coming home to me every night, riding my cock, and looking at me like I hung the fucking moon, then I’m not going to make you choose.
I don’t need anything to change in order to be fulfilled by whatever the fuck this is.
I want you, Lyra, and if that means we’ve gotta be a package deal, then I’m okay with that. ”
I hold his stare, my heart racing a million miles an hour. “You’re sure about this? Both of you?”
Maddox nods and reaches up, brushing that same lock of hair back behind my ear once again. “Baby, I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life.”