Chapter 14 #2
Shooting them both a lusty look, I pull my head back, letting their digits pop free.
Quickly, I grab their wrists and drape them over my shoulder.
With one hand around Katherine’s waist, I crowd closer and spear my fingers through Gabe’s hair, pulling him into a kiss.
Hot. Wet. A tangle of tongues that leaves us both panting for air. I’m not done yet, though.
Swooping down, I capture Wildfire’s lips, immediately deepening the kiss, letting her taste herself. Giving her a hint of what’s to come. Tonight is about coming together, a union she’ll never second-guess. She strains against me, back arching, hips undulating between us like a seductive wave.
“Need you,” she says against my lips, nails scraping the nape of my neck.
I shiver beneath her touch and lift my head. Her eyes are glassy with lust. And just like that, she’s done being a passenger princess.
I see the change in her like the flip of a light switch.
“And you’re going to have us. Gabe—lube.”
He melts away. “On it.”
As he disappears into the bathroom, I slide in behind her, turning us to the bed where Alex slowly jacks himself as he watches.
“You want him, Wildfire?”
“Mhmm.”
She’s liquid in my arms, rubbing against me, all soft skin and silky hair.
“That big, hard cock is ready for you. Are you going to ride it?” I ask.
She nods emphatically, already leaning away from me to get to him.
“Go on then.”
I don’t need to tell her twice. She crawls onto the mattress, ducking to suck him briefly. His head drops back, and his free hand cups the back of her head. I climb up next to them, enjoying the show.
Sex is so much more potent with partners I adore. Somehow, seeing Gabe and Alex get head makes my own enjoyment that much greater. Their enjoyment is my enjoyment. Fascinating.
Gabe slides up behind Katherine, his eyes locked on her amazing ass. He tosses the bottle between us and reaches for the lush globes. One hand disappears between her thighs, and her breathing stutters.
“Gotta make sure you’re ready for us, Princess,” he says, voice thick with emotion and desire.
No kidding. Alex got more than his fair share.
I pop the top on the lube and hand over the bottle. He pours a liberal stream between her cheeks as she sucks in a breath, then wiggles her hips a bit.
“That’s it. Relax for me. We’re going to feel so good, aren’t we, Princess?”
She moans around Alex’s cock, bobbing up and down like a champion.
It’s on the tip of my tongue to make a joke about talking with her mouth full, but I hold it back because that’s too much of a reminder of her mother. I don’t want to introduce any ghosts to our evening. This is firmly a ghost-free zone.
Gabe’s gaze meets mine, locking, holding. Heat burns through my belly. We could all be in this together like sexy dominoes. But not tonight. Well, maybe once we’ve recovered from round one.
How is Alex managing all that restraint? She’s moaning and bobbing, hands holding his cock straight up. There’s no doubt that she’s enjoying herself.
“Come here, Beauty,” he finally says, voice strained.
That’s when I notice how tight his muscles are, the way his feet are flexing back and forth as he holds back his orgasm.
Wildfire lifts her head so slowly that Alex and I groan in unison. I swear, instead of phantom pain, I’ve got phantom head. Is that even a thing? My dick thinks it is.
Her hands coast up his thighs, fingers hiking along his abs to his amazing chest, and then she straddles his lap. What a vision. There’s just enough light on her other side to give me an erotic picture. Full breasts, pert little nipples just begging for my lips, the gentle slope of her belly.
Reaching between her legs, she takes Alex in hand, guiding the head of him to her waiting pussy. There it is again. That tiny little sound. The happiest gasp there ever was, like she’s just found a present. And honestly, that cock is a gift.
He clamps his hands around her hips, guiding her down. Lower. Lower. Until he’s as deep as she can take him.
Behind them, Gabe lubes up his cock. His face is a mask of concentration. He wants to feel good and make her feel good. In this moment, all of his doubts are absent, and he’s just himself. Gabe. No baggage.
It’s a beautiful sight. We’ve all come so far in such a short amount of time.
Katherine rolls her hips and then lifts up off Alex’s lap. The air smells like sex and expensive body wash. A hint of lavender from the sheets. And there’s a constant soundtrack of whimpers, moans, and mews. These sounds are going to be playing through my mind for days. Weeks.
Gabe slides in behind her, one hand on her hip, the other on his dick. “Easy,” he murmurs. “Mmm… That’s our girl. Fuck, sweetheart.”
He goes slow, treating her like the precious creation she is. After several moments, all movement stops. The three of them are locked together, adjusting. I’m not sure any of them are breathing, but then Wildfire turns needy eyes to mine.
“King—”
I lever myself up next to her, half-kneeling next to Alex’s hip. “Yes, my queen?” I tease.
Her lips twist. Gabe chuckles.
“How long have you been waiting to call her that?” Alex asks.
I groan and admit, “So fucking long.”
We all share a laugh, and then she’s reaching for me, pulling me in for a kiss. “My King—”
I cup her breast, thumbing her nipple. She nips my lower lip, and a sound somewhere between a growl and a groan rumbles from my chest.
“If he’s your king, what am I?” Gabe asks.
I pull back, smirking at his petulance.
“Our fallen angel,” I tell him.
Pleasure flashes across his face.
Alex huffs a laugh. “Fits.”
“Well, in that case—” Gabe sinks his fingers deep into her hair. My stomach twists at the smirk playing across his lips.
Does he have any idea how ridiculously sexy he is with that cocky little chip on his shoulder?
I flop back against the pillows and enjoy the show.
Gabe adjusts the angle of her hips, and they find a slow back and forth.
“You’re so beautiful, Wildfire. Taking your men so well.”
It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. Powerful, careful, deep. Katherine’s lips form a perfect O, and her brows are pinched in concentration. She doesn’t even look at me, but I feel her attention. Pride rolls off of her in waves.
I’m glad she finally feels as beautiful as I’ve always thought she was.
“Look how open she is. Like she was born for this,” I say. “For us.”
“She likes that,” Alex says.
“Don’t stop talking,” Gabe orders as he shuttles his hips back and forth.
The languid movements are such a fucking turn on. How have I never noticed that? It’s like they’re dancing. Hips rolling.
Katherine watches my hand as it trails down my chest, over my abs, and fists my cock. I grip myself as tight as she does, imagining it’s her slick pussy that has a hold of me. Seriously can’t get enough of her.
“Like that, Wildfire? Me gripping my cock, wishing it was you?”
She reaches for me, and I scoot closer. Alex throws an arm around my shoulders, pulling me tight to his side. We’re all still for a single moment, and then Katherine’s hand replaces my own.
“Mmmm… That’s it, babe.” It takes us a handful of tries before she’s able to match their pace.
I cup her breast with one hand and cling to the covers with the other. Our lovemaking is messy, disjointed, and so freaking hot. “They’re going to fill you up.”
Alex groans, the vibration rumbling through his ribs into my arm. I hum my pleasure. “You like being messy, don’t you, Wildfire? Our messy girl.”