Chapter 4
FOUR
DARCI
The tingles from coming so hard back to back haven’t faded yet. My thighs tremble as Ryan kisses them sweetly. I watch him sit up, taking me in before his gaze slips to Milo holding me up behind me.
A flutter fills my stomach as I study Ryan. “Do you know what a good kisser Milo is?”
Milo stiffens at my back, arm cinching around my waist. He’s so still, holding his breath. Ryan’s eyes go wide and his throat bobs with a heavy swallow.
“I didn’t,” he rasps while his stare bounces between me and his teammate.
Milo doesn’t speak, but I feel his erection grinding into me. I run a calming hand down his thigh. Ryan can’t look away from his friend over my shoulder, eyes darkening with undeniable desire.
There’s a vibe between them that I’ve picked up on all night when they both danced with me at the bar. If they didn’t want each other as much as they obviously wanted me, neither of them would be reacting like this.
I’ve always known I was bisexual, but it’s different for everyone. These two want me and I like both of them. But they also want each other.
I peer at Ryan, then tilt my head. “Do you want to find out?”
A shaky breath hisses out of Milo. I lean into Ryan, holding Milo’s hand to pull him with me. The three of us tumble to the bed, Milo sandwiching me between him and Ryan beneath us. No one says anything, but we don’t need to. Tension thickens in the air, heady and beckoning.
I kiss Ryan deeply, almost losing myself to his passion. When I start teasing him, mouthing at his jawline and trailing kisses to his neck, Milo hovers over us. I peek at him from my periphery.
“Fuck it,” Ryan mutters.
I smile when he reaches a hand around Milo’s neck to draw him down for a kiss. Milo groans into it, the deliciously filthy sound reverberating from his chest against my flushed skin.
Seeing and feeling them kiss with me pressed between them is exciting. Ryan has a hand gripping my thigh, encouraging me to straddle him. The other is tangled in Milo’s thick dark hair while they gasp against each other’s lips.
“Fuck, bro,” Milo finally says in a wrecked tumble of words. “Come here.”
This time the kiss is more heated, growing desperate. It’s rough, and a little clumsy, but beautifully raw and honest.
The three of us undulate together. Our breathing becomes ragged with heightening arousal. Milo breaks away from Ryan to ravage my throat while Ryan captures my lips again. We trade turns kissing as a trio while the rest of our clothes get tugged and pulled until we’re all naked.
“Like this.” Ryan guides me into position on my hands and knees, caressing my lower back as he glides the tip of his erection through my wet folds. “Shit, you look so hot like this.”
“Yeah?” I peek over my shoulder and wriggle my ass teasingly. “Do you need a minute to appreciate the view, or are you going to give it to me?”
He smirks, giving my ass a light smack. I bite my lip as a bolt of pleasure fires through me. Milo takes note of my reaction, the corners of his mouth curling while he lazily strokes his cock.
“You wanted us both, so we’re giving it to you.” Ryan lines up and sinks in with one long stroke that makes my jaw go slack with a euphoric gasp. He doesn’t stop until his length is buried all the way. His grip flexes on my hips. “Mm, you feel perfect, Darci.”
He starts with a slow pace. I urge him on, pushing my hips against him. His next thrust is harder, drawing a strangled cry from me.
I’m not normally so vocal, but with these two I can’t keep quiet. I’m moaning, cursing, and begging for it every time Ryan’s cock fills me.
“Where’d that bratty little mouth of yours go?” Milo laughs warmly. He takes my chin between his thumb and finger, tracing my lower lip. “Did Ryan’s cock hit you right where you need it, so now all you can think about is how much you want to fucking come?”
I nip at him, my gaze glittering with amusement and challenge. His expression matches mine and he pushes his thumb into my mouth. I hold his admiring stare and suck on it suggestively.
“Open up wide for him, sweetheart. Suck him good while I fuck you,” Ryan says.
“Ever been to Paris, Darci?” Milo asks playfully with his dick against my lips. His gaze flares with heat when I moan, closing my lips around his shaft. “You make the most gorgeous Eiffel Tower.”
He threads his fingers in my hair and watches me raptly as I give him head while his friend takes me from behind.
They’re filling my mouth and my pussy at the same time.
Oh my god. It’s so good. No one fucks like hockey players.
Ryan leans over to kiss Milo without faltering. It changes the angle, his tantalizing thrusts pounding me right in the spot that makes me wild. He fucks me harder, making Milo’s grip on my hair tighten when I swallow him cock deeper.
It’s too much. My body succumbs to the building orgasm, the flood of ecstasy whiting out my mind as it rushes through me.
This is everything. I’m blissed out on waves of endless pleasure. I love being between them.
I don’t know how I’ve lived without this fierce passion before, but I’m keeping it now that I’ve found them.