Chapter 14 #3
She slams her hips down and back, foregoing the rhythm. Her face transforms as her body tightens. She lets go of my erection to brace herself, fingertips digging into Alex’s chest. He pumps his hips up just once, and his whole body seizes.
“Aww, fuck, I feel that,” Gabe groans, dropping his head to moan against his bicep.
“So beautiful,” I whisper, watching them.
Gabe straightens almost immediately, pulling Katherine up with him.
She moans and melts into his grip, her ass nestled against his lap.
He pulls his hips back and drives them home, like he’s on a mission.
Over and over until she’s mewling, and Alex is gripping the rickety wicker headboard. The wood groans. We all groan.
“Another,” I murmur. “Give us another orgasm, Wildfire.”
I reach between them and find her clit, circling it as I find the right pressure.
“Oh!” She bites her lower lip, hands sliding up her torso. She pinches her nipples. “So—”
She doesn’t finish the sentence. Instead, her jaw goes slack, and her muscles start to tighten.
“You like being our depraved queen?” Gabe asks. “Ours. No one else’s. You’re ours.”
“Yours—”
Gabe comes first, unable to hold back a millisecond longer. God, he’s beautiful. Two more circles around her tight bud, and Katherine’s cries bounce off the walls around us.
They collapse in a heap on top of Alex. I curl toward them, brushing her hair out of her face. She gives me a lazy smile, and my heart explodes.
“That was amazing,” she says, words a little slurred. I’m not sure I’ve ever heard her sound so dreamy. So sated.
The others murmur their agreement. Eventually, Gabe gets up, heading for the bathroom. I trace Katherine’s lips with my thumb, still totally turned on and at the same time, in no rush.
A moment later, Gabe returns. Katherine purrs as he cleans her up. As soon as he disappears again, she shifts so she’s on top of me.
“Hello,” I murmur against her lips.
“Hello,” she sighs back. Then she’s shimmying down my body.
My cock glides between her breasts, and my eyes roll back in my head. Her skin is like satin. When her hot breath fans over the head of my cock, I whimper like the desperate creature I am. Next to me, Alex chuckles.
“She didn’t torture you, big guy. Count—” My words die as she takes me between her lips, licking away the salty pearl. I breathe out a sigh. “Your blessings.”
“I’m counting them,” he says in a way that tells he’s feeling ruminative.
“Wild—”
The flat of her tongue presses against the sensitive underside of my dick as she takes me deeper. I lose all ability to form words. My tongue feels tied in knots. My heart sure is. Tied up. Locked down. Hopelessly connected to the three of them.
With her hands on my thighs, her mouth working magic on my cock, my body tightens, muscle by muscle. I’m going to blow. My balls draw up. Sweat dots my skin, both from trying to hold off my orgasm and from the heat. Alex might as well be a radiator.
“Gonna come—”
She hums, nodding slightly. Then her cheeks hollow and she drops her ass, changing the angle so her gaze collides with mine. Holy shit. She’s claiming me without words.
That possessive look in her eyes snaps the last reserve of self-control.
Holding her gaze, I come. She drinks me like a strawberry milkshake, moaning as she moves up and down ever so slightly, as if she’s trying to get every last drop.
Then Gabe’s there, kissing her cheek. She lifts her head, giving him space to curl his tongue around the top of my dick.
Swiping along the slit. Then he kisses her, deep.
Moaning, tongues mating, no doubt sharing my essence. It’s the hottest thing ever.
I sling an arm over my eyes, chest heaving. But I don’t want to miss a thing, so I uncover my eyes and stare down at my two loves.
“Can we do this every night?”
Everyone utters some sort of agreement. And I know it’s not that simple. They all have high-powered jobs, businesses to run, and people to manage. But I’m happily along for the ride. Wherever they need me.
She drops a shoulder, angling toward Gabe as the kiss goes on and on. He cups her cheek and snags her lower lip, tugging it.
She shoots him a dreamy look as he sits back on his heels. I scoot over to give her room. Gabe slides in next to me, wrapping an arm around my torso.
“We’re gonna need a bigger bed,” Katherine murmurs.
“It’s in the works,” Alex says.
Gabe’s head lifts from my shoulder. “It is?”
The three of us look over at Alex in the dark. His lips hold a ghost of a smile.
“Bought the townhouse,” he admits.
My brows jump. “You did?” Gabe and I say at the same time.
Alex shrugs. “Gabe was right. It fits us. King doesn’t have to deal with elevators. There’s a garden for Katie Bird’s plants. Makes sense from a security standpoint. And there’s plenty of room for all of us to have our own space without being on top of each other.”
“Sneaky,” Gabe murmurs, dropping a kiss to my shoulder. “Can’t wait.”
“Do you think Stan’s happy on the entry table or should we move him to a brighter spot?” I ask Katherine.
She laughs. “We’ll find him the perfect spot.”