37. Lex
Tension ratchets between us the second we step into the elevator at the Le Meurice. Linc crowds me, pushing my body toward the wall as he cups my face in his hands.
“You’re fucking stunning, you know that?” he breathes before crashing his lips into mine.
I gasp against him, giving way to his tongue as I grip his shirt. He turns me as he ravages my mouth, pushing me roughly into a warm, hard body. Declan’s scent surrounds me as soft lips descend on the juncture of my throat, licking and teasing my skin. The elevator sounds as it reaches our floor, but they don’t release me.
“Come on, Lex,” Shane’s deep voice breaks through the haze of lust, his fingers tangling with mine as he draws me toward the door.
Linc and Declan move back reluctantly as I follow Shane, heart beating double time. They crowd close to us as we move into the suite, Linc snagging my free hand as Declan lays a hand on my nape. I feel like I’m burning alive with the three of them so close, each claiming part of me.
“You want us?” Shane asks, slowing as we reach the living room.
“God, yes.” I nod, feeling dazed. Is this really my life?
Linc steps up against me, pressing his lips to my neck as he draws my coat off my shoulders and lets it slip to the floor. Shane takes my bag, moving to set it somewhere I don’t see because Declan is gripping the back of my head and pulling me in for a searing kiss.
Whimpering, I anchor myself on his biceps, my core clenching in want with every swipe of his tongue. Fumbling hands work at the zipper of my trousers, jerking it open and shoving both pants and underwear down my legs. Declan bands an arm around my waist, crushing my heated flesh into the soft, cool fabric of his tailored suit.
Strong fingers tease at the hem of my blouse, rucking the fabric up toward my head.
“Buttons,” I gasp, leaning back from Declan.
“Fuck the buttons,” he growls, gripping each side of the silky material and yanking.
The soft ping of buttons hitting the table and floor is drowned out by my yelp and Shane’s husky laugh.
“Jesus, Declan!” I huff, glancing at the ruined material hanging from my shoulders.
Declan smirks as he runs his big palms under my breasts, framing the lacy cups of my black bra with his thumbs.
“What?” he mutters, looking at me through his thick lashes. “I’m impatient.”
“You’re a brute, is what you are.”
Resting my hands on his shoulders, I look into his emerald eyes and suck my lip between my teeth as his expression darkens.
“Brute, huh? I’ll show you brute.”
Before I know what’s happening, he hefts me into his arms. Giggling, I wrap my legs around him and hold his face in my hands. He grins up at me, his eyes bright and laugh lines appearing in the corners. I lean down and press my lips to his for a long moment, then pepper his face in gentle kisses. As I do, he turns and moves us toward the couch.
Linc and Shane wait by the largest sofa, both down to their boxer briefs. Shane’s gorgeous ink is on display, the intricate black and gray scenes mesmerizing as ever.
“Give her here and strip.”
Declan glares at Shane as he complies, setting me on my feet. “You always like this, man?”
Glancing up as Shane wraps his arms around me from behind, I nod. Resting his chin on my shoulder, he reaches up to tweak my nipple–gently at first, then finishing with a harsh twist. I gasp as I arch back against him, electricity zapping straight to my clit at the brilliant flash of pain.
“That a problem?” Shane asks, teeth scraping along my ear before he nibbles on the lobe.
I shiver in his hold, body going languid as I watch Declan strip.
“No, just takes some getting used to,” Declan answers as he drops his slacks.
Shane’s warm tongue laves the sensitive spot at the hollow of my neck, drawing a moan from my lips as I squirm in his hold. Declan’s pupils dilate more the longer he watches me with his friend, his cock already tenting his boxer briefs. Licking my lips, I stare at the hard length, remembering the heft and flavor heavy on my tongue two nights before. I want to drop to my knees and swallow him down again, but don’t dare without Shane’s direction.
“Sit,” Shane orders, pointing toward the couch.
Declan’s lips twitch before he obeys. My belly swoops at the ease of the expression, craving more intimacy from them. Always more. When Declan is seated, Shane releases me and steps back to regard us. Linc gestures toward his brother with a mischievous grin, amber eyes dark with want.
“Your throne, m’lady,” he teases, tapping Declan’s thigh.
I comply, stepping forward before turning and settling my ass on his lap. His cock nestles against my cheeks, my pussy throbbing at the hard, hot feel of him.
“Hold her knees for him, yeah?” Linc suggests.
Declan spreads his knees, pushing my legs apart as Shane watches with ravenous eyes. When he stops, Declan reaches down to grip my inner knees and open me further. I’m on display for Shane, bare and dripping, wide open and completely at their mercy. Sighing, I feel all the tension seep from my body as I lean back against Declan’s bare chest, my head lolling on his shoulder.
“That’s right,” he croons in my ear. “I’ve got you.”
“Look at you, baby,” Shane murmurs, kneeling between our spread thighs.
Reaching out, Shane runs teasing fingertips along my calves, goosebumps rising in their wake.
“You’re soaking wet, Lex,” Linc groans, watching from the chair opposite. He’s lightly stroking his cock, eyes half closed and briefs pushed down his bulging thighs. “God, you’re so hot like that, all spread out and needy.”
“Isn’t she?” Shane bends and licks along my seam, his tongue barely delving between my lips before he draws back. “So fucking sweet, too.”
I whimper, my whole body reacting to the weighted stares of the three men surrounding me. Heat settles in my core, a slow fire building with every look, every touch. As I let out a shuddering breath, Shane takes my hand from my thigh, drawing it toward my pussy.
“Touch yourself,” he orders.
Closing my eyes and losing myself to the scene, I press a finger to my clit and gently swirl. My breath catches as pleasure explodes through me, nerve endings raw under their attention.
“Two fingers, all the way in.”
My channel is slick as I work two fingers inside, dropping my shoulder as I try to reach my G-spot. Just before I find a rhythm, Shane wraps his fingers around my wrist. I want to whine as I still and he pulls my hand back, my fingers slipping away.
“Let Declan taste you, gorgeous,” Linc rasps.
Oh, fuck me. My lips part as I reach up to do as he asked, twisting so I can watch Declan lean forward eagerly and suck my fingers into his mouth. His mouth is soft, wet, and blazing hot, more wetness gathering in my core as his tongue works me over. Those green eyes meet mine as he sucks noisily, a low rumble of approval vibrating his chest.
Before I can catch my breath, Shane leans forward and buries his face against me, sucking my clit into his mouth. Crying out, I arch back against Declan, my knees starting to close.
“Ah, ah,” Declan admonishes, gripping me tighter and wrenching me open even further. “Don’t you dare interrupt his feast.”
Panting, I look over to Linc. He’s watching with a hooded gaze, cock rock hard and weeping in his fist. Licking my lips, I close my eyes and shudder, overwhelmed with the desire rushing through me. Shane nips at my clit, then soothes it, winding me up with every swipe of his talented tongue.
As my orgasm builds, Declan leans down and sucks hard on the soft skin between my neck and shoulder. Gasping sharply, I writhe between them, the sensations working to build me up and make that peak more elusive at the same time.
“Needy, greedy thing,” Declan breathes against me. “Look at how you react to us, how you flush and whine. I bet you’re covering Shane’s face in your cum, aren’t you? Dirty little whore, so ready for us to fill your holes.”
“Oh god,” I moan. The mouths on these men, I swear.
“I bet you’re coating his tongue in your sweet taste, aren’t you? Gushing for your men.”
Shane growls in encouragement, the vibration making me twitch with pleasure. He teases two fingers along my pussy lips, stroking me, as he circles my clit with his tongue.
“If I let your knees go, will you keep yourself open for him?” Declan rasps.
“Yes, sir,” I manage, voice thready.
“Good girl,” Linc murmurs. “I’m watching, Lex. Don’t close those legs an inch.”
Declan tightens his grip on my knees before releasing them. He wraps one hand around my throat, the other dropping to pluck at my peaked nipple. I arch into the touch, straining against his hand, my pulse thundering in my ears. Shane slips two fingers into my pussy, stroking along my upper wall, finding my G-spot with ease. My orgasm swells as I tremble against Declan, teetering on the ledge.
“What’s going to push you over, huh?” he asks, twisting my nipple to the side, then tugging it forward. “Will it be Shane’s fingers in that tight cunt?”
Shane presses more firmly against me, circling his fingertips right where I need him.
“Will it be my hands on your perfect tits?”
He grips one breast firmly, kneading the flesh hard enough to bruise, as I moan.
“Or will Shane’s mouth be to blame?”
On cue, Shane nips my clit roughly, teasing it with his tongue before sucking in sharp pulses. I cry out, my legs twitching but staying splayed.
“Or,” Declan draws his nose up my neck as I shudder against him, the sensation almost too much, “does our little whore like to be choked?”
He tightens his grip, thumb stroking along my jaw as my breathing grows harsh. My head is swimming, my skin on fire. Declan plucks at my other nipple as Shane strokes and sucks, strokes and sucks. I’m vaguely aware of a low keening noise as warmth blooms in my core. Is that me?
“Don’t hold back, Lex,” Declan growls, “l want to fucking hear you.”
My orgasm is a detonation. Arching my back, I scream as it explodes through me, my hands gripping onto Shane’s head as my pussy clamps around his fingers. He keeps sucking, keeps stroking as I writhe, anchored by Declan’s hold on my throat and chest. Wave after wave bursts through me, my skin flushing as my body quakes.
“Holy shit,” Linc groans in the distance. “Fucking hell.”
I slump against Declan, my fingers loosening as Shane’s ministrations slow. He draws back as I twitch through the aftershocks, pressing wet kisses to my mound and inner thighs. I shiver when he kisses my clit, flicking it with his tongue before he sits back on his heels with a smug grin.
Declan’s fingers loosen around my throat and I gasp a clarifying breath, my body buzzing with adrenaline. He soothes his thumb along the side of my neck as he gently massages my breast, caressing where his fingers bit.
“Color?” he rumbles, lips against my shoulder.
“Green,” I breathe, a lazy smile curving across my lips.
I reach up and pat the arm wrapped under my chest, my eyelids heavy as I gaze at Shane and Linc. They exchange a glance, then both rise to their feet. Declan shifts behind me to watch them.
“You want more?” Shane draws a featherlight touch down my jaw.
My greedy pussy clenches. “Yes, please, sir.”
He leans forward, gripping my chin between his finger and thumb. “You want us all?”
“Yes, sir. I do.”
Shane’s eyes slip to Declan. “You up for it?”
I feel him breathe deeply. “Up for what, exactly?”
“You in her cunt, me in her ass,” Shane deadpans.
“And me in your perfect mouth, gorgeous,” Linc pipes up. “If you want a taste of this.”
He grips his bare cock, smirking as I lick my lips and hum in anticipation.
“If it’s what Lex wants, I’m in,” Declan rumbles.
I flush hot with anticipation. “Yes, sir.”
Declan clears his throat. “We haven’t talked about protection.”
Blinking, I mentally shake off the lust enough to sit up and turn to him. I wince as my legs finally close, my hips mildly protesting how long I’d been in the extreme position.
“You’re clean?” I peer up at him, searching his gaze.
He dips his chin. “Got tested after my last thing ended a while back. Results are in my email somewhere.”
Reaching up to trace his cheekbone, I smile softly. “I trust you, Declan.”
Something flashes in his eyes as he searches my gaze. “I trust you, too, Lex. You know that, right?”
Exhaling haltingly, I dip my chin. “I do now. Thank you.”
He shakes his head, eyes never leaving mine. His lips part, then close as he swallows. I smile, turning around in his lap to face him as I thread my fingers into his hair.
“It’s okay, Wilde. We’re here now. That’s what matters, yeah?”
I lean forward and kiss him, taking my time as I tease his mouth open and slip my tongue inside. He grips my hips, one hand snaking up my back to fist in my hair. A moan breaks free and he groans, crushing me against him as he fights for control. We clash, rocking back and forth, as his cock stiffens between us. Breaking apart, I nip at his lip as I release him.
Shane and Linc press up behind me to kiss either side of my neck, hands moving to stroke along my breasts and sides. Declan lifts his hips and shoves his underwear down as they draw me back. He kicks the material away and resettles on the couch, his back propped on pillows against the arm.
“Come here,” he commands, legs spread and hard cock straining toward his muscular abs.
As I obey him, crawling onto the couch, I take a moment to appreciate him. The shortest of the three guys, though still over six feet, he’s bulkier than Shane but leaner than Linc. His abs are cut and defined, the dark hair dusting his chest gathering into an enticing trail that leads to a delicious V. I want to lick every groove.
“Are you going to fuck me with your eyes or get your ass over here and sit on my cock?” he rumbles.
Smirking, I sit back on my heels, raking my eyes over him. “I haven’t decided yet.”
Linc chuckles behind me. Declan glances at him, then narrows his eyes on me.
“Don’t make me say it again.”
My stomach flutters, the hard edge to his voice striking a chord deep in my psyche. “Yes, sir.”
Dropping back to my hands, I crawl up into his lap and straddle him as he steadies my hips. Staring into my eyes, he reaches down and slides two fingers along my pussy, slipping through the wetness.
“Are you ready for me?” He shoves two fingers into my channel firmly, making me gasp at the sudden intrusion. “Look at that, our little whore is still dripping. So ready to be fucked, aren’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” I moan, thrusting against his hand.
“You’re desperate, aren’t you? I bet you’d beg for it.”
His fingers dig into my hip as he pushes a third finger inside, and I grab onto his shoulders as I squirm. He slows his pace, teasing, as I pant.
“Do you want to come?”
“Please, sir.” I nod, trying to ride his hand.
“Look at you trying to steal your pleasure,” he croons, staring down at where his fingers disappear inside me. “Do you need a cock?”
“Yes,” I breathe.
He hums under his breath as he teases me, fingers plunging in only to retreat as my hips move to work them deeper.
“How about two?” he growls, pulling his hand away.
He trails his fingers to my ass, painting my wetness along my puckered hole. A bottle cap cracks, and I turn to see Shane standing behind me, stroking lube along his pierced cock. Declan cracks his free hand against my ass, bringing my attention whipping back to him.
“Eyes on me,” he commands, eyes flashing.
My body relaxes against him as he breaches my tight ring, his finger slipping into me. He rumbles his approval, circling his finger inside me before gently adding another. Moaning through the slight burn, I reach out blindly for something to hold on to. Smooth, hard flesh meets my seeking hand, and I bite my lip when I wrap my fingers around Linc’s cock. He groans as I grip him, stroking over the head and back down.
“Dec,” Shane barks.
“Okay, okay,” he grumbles, freeing his fingers. “You can suck him now.”
Linc steps closer, tapping the flushed red head of his cock against my lips. I smile up at him as he reaches down to cup my face, his thumb stroking my cheek.
“I know tonight’s new,” he murmurs, amber eyes warm and comforting, “but I’m going to need you to wait to come until we tell you, okay? Can you do that for me?”
Anything for you. I answer him by taking him into my mouth, my lips and tongue teasing at his silken skin. He sighs, hips tilting as I grip his base in my hand before sucking him down. As I draw back, slicking my hand over his shiny head, Declan presses his cock against my pussy and strokes it through my folds.
My eyes roll back in my head as Declan stretches me, working his way in inch-by-inch as Linc fills my mouth. I can feel jostling behind me, the heat of Shane’s body seeping into mine as he draws closer. Working Linc with my hand and lips, I moan against his dick as Declan pulls me down harshly, slamming home. I hollow my cheeks and bob my head as I whimper. Tears leak down my cheeks and I swallow around Linc, determined not to lose my focus on him.
“Fuck, Lex, the mouth on you,” Linc grits.
He’s holding himself back, hips and legs stiff with tension as he fights the urge to thrust into me. I pop off him with an audible sound, breathing deeply before looking up at him.
“Fuck my face like you want to, sir. Please.”
His eyes flash, pupils dilating. Declan groans as my pussy clenches around him when Linc pushes himself back into my mouth. He sinks a hand into my hair, holding tightly as he buries his cock in my throat. My nose bumps against him, and I gag once before I force myself to swallow.
“Here goes, gorgeous.”
I hold his thigh as he draws back and thrusts into my mouth, breathing sharply through my nose. Shane’s fingers slip down my back and to my ass, stroking my hole firmly. Squeezing my eyes shut, I give myself over to them, all three of them. I want them to use me, fill me, and break me. Utter devastation feels like it’s a stone’s throw away, but I’ll gladly run headlong toward ruination if it’s at their hands.
“God, you look fucking fierce right now, Lex,” Linc grits out, his hips snapping forward.
Moaning, I shudder as Shane adds another finger while Declan starts to move. He drags his cock out of me, almost all the way, then shoves back in forcefully. Jolting between them, my body suspended by theirs, I’m floating. My heart swells and pulse thunders, my clit throbs. Limbs tremble as my eyes close. As I am systematically torn to pieces, I’ve never felt more whole.
“I’m close,” Linc warns.
His thrusts stutter and I focus enough to swallow as he comes, his warm seed spilling down my throat. I hum in pleasure as he groans, cock twitching in my mouth as I suck every last drop down. He twitches, hypersensitive, as I lick him clean before pulling back.
Linc drops to his knees, pulling me in for a desperate kiss. His tongue strokes along mine as he holds my head in his hands, his lips soft and warm against mine. I whimper in surprise as I feel Shane notch his cockhead against me, then slowly push his way inside. Pulling back from Linc with a gasp, I squeeze my eyes shut at the burn.
“Relax, beautiful, you’ve got this. You can do it, I know you can,” he soothes, pressing kisses to my parted lips. “I know it stings, gorgeous. Bear down. Let him in. Let them fill you up, okay? It’ll feel so good, I promise.”
His voice washes over me and I submit to the effect, tension bleeding from my muscles as I bear down and take Shane deeper into my body. Linc presses his forehead to mine, eyes closed as he praises me.
When they’re both fully seated, Shane’s piercings little nubs of white hot pleasure within me, we let out a collective groan.
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” Linc murmurs. “Can’t wait to see you shatter.”
He draws back, eyes hungry, as he watches me rock between Shane and Declan. Linc’s cock is already half mast again, bobbing as Declan pulls back. I moan as he surges forward, Shane retreating. Burying my face against Declan’s chest, I melt into him.
He wraps an arm around me and braces his foot against the couch, using it as leverage to thrust his hips up. I’m so full, my body stretched deliciously as they find their rhythm. Rising pleasure skitters across my skin the longer they pound into me, my chest tight as I try to catch a full breath. It’s impossible, the feeling of being torn in two and reformed with every hard movement warring with the need to breathe.
“Fuck,” Declan grunts.
I moan in agreement, walls tightening around them as Shane curses, rhythm breaking.
“Ready for my cum, Lex?” he rasps, fingers bruising my hips.
“Yes, sir,” I manage, sweat trickling down the side of my face as a tidal wave, powerful and deadly, gathers in my core.
Declan slows as Shane’s hips jerk, the warm rush of his cum in my ass making me heady with want. He drapes himself over me briefly as he softens, pressing gentle lips to my spine before he pulls out. I can feel his presence behind us, watching the cum I can feel trickling down my skin.
“So pretty painted in my cum,” Shane mutters, swiping his fingers through the mess and rubbing it into my flesh.
Squirming, I try to release the building pressure rising in me. Declan huffs, pulling us both more upright so I’m sitting up in his arms.
“I want you to ride me,” he commands.
I nod, eyes slipping closed as I start to move. His palm cracks against my ass and I shiver, nipples pebbling almost painfully in response.
“Eyes on me,” he growls.
As much as he’s willing to share, Declan is clearly a possessive man. My pussy squeezes at the thought, relishing the idea of being his. I curl my hands around his neck, looking into his fiery green eyes as I lift myself until just his tip rests at my entrance.
Declan grabs my hips and roughly yanks me down. I cry out, fighting to keep my eyes open as he urges me up and slams me back down again. My thighs burn, muscles trembling as I try to match his pace and intensity.
He slips a hand between us, finding my clit with his thumb. My mouth falls open as I gasp, my eyes widening as pleasure blooms and coils through me. His eyes flash in satisfaction as I tighten around him, my body shuddering as the first wave of my orgasm crests. Pressing hard on my clit, he surges up and captures my mouth with his, teeth sinking into my lip. The spark of pain sends me hurtling into the abyss, my body tensing as I gasp and quiver, mouth open on a silent scream.
Declan leans back as he starts to come, his thrusts slowing as our eyes meet. Emotion clogs my throat at the vulnerability in his gaze. I cup his face in my hands, kissing him desperately as we rock together, trembling.
My eyes fall closed as we part, and I bury my face against his neck. Declan holds me, soothing gentle hands along my back.
“Thank you,” he breathes. “I didn’t know…I’ve never felt…”
His voice trails off as his arms tighten, but he doesn”t need to finish his thought. I feel it, too. Complete. Whole.
As I huddle in Declan’s arms, emotion welling deeper than it ever has, fear lurks. If I’m not careful, I’ll never survive them.