Chapter 30
Ethan
Why was I ever resistant to this full-on threesome? The way they sucked my cock together, their eager tongues around my shaft, their greedy mouths and moans…
“Fuck, I want you.” Hands on Aurora’s hips, I position her over me before I turn to Jax. “You have lube?”
“Hell yeah.” He lunges for the nightstand and yanks the top drawer open.
She lowers onto my cock with a whimper that shoots straight through me. So fucking wet and full of his cum. The combination is obscene and filthy, and I throb inside her.
“That’s my girl.” I thrust upward, and her full breasts bounce. “Lean forward, baby. Get comfortable.”
She braces her palms on my chest. Jackson kneels behind her, slicking his fingers and then stroking his cock. He drops the bottle to the sheets and reaches down. Her body tenses, and her inner walls clamp around me.
A soft touch grazes my sac, and my dick jolts. Devilish green eyes lock with mine, his lips curling into that crooked grin I can’t resist. He cups and rolls my balls, and I clench my jaw.
“Jax…” I warn, barely hanging on.
Aurora moans, her pussy fluttering and hips rocking. Jackson never stops working my balls as he preps her, occasionally sliding up to trace where she and I are joined before returning to torment me.
“For fuck’s sake.” My voice is thick with lust, my body aching for release. “You two are going to make me come before we even get started.”
“Please, Jax,” Aurora begs. “I’m ready. I want you both.”
He removes his hand from my balls, giving me a momentary reprieve. I tighten my hold on her hips and still her movements. He gets into position behind her, clasps her shoulders, and eases forward with excruciating slowness.
The pressure of his cock through the thin barrier separating us increases, and I grit my teeth to stop from rutting into Aurora and coming.
Her mouth falls open, her breath hitching. “Oh God,” she whimpers. “So full.”
Shockwaves of ecstasy race through my veins, tingling my fingertips.
No matter how many times we’ve fucked, it’s always mind-blowing.
Aurora’s wet heat gripping me while Jackson’s hard length slides along mine doubles the friction, the sensation, the pleasure.
The three of us coming together as one is unlike anything I’ve ever felt—sexual or otherwise.
“Fuck, I love this,” Jax groans, his hips flush with her ass. “So fucking good.”
We remain still, giving her time to adjust. He cups her breasts, pinches her nipples, and kisses her neck while I circle her clit.
Her face is a portrait of desire—eyes glazed, bottom lip caught between her teeth. “Move. Please.” She writhes her hips.
We establish a rhythm—I thrust up and he pulls back. He pushes in and I withdraw.
“Such a good girl.” Her seductive moans and the drag of his cock along mine have my balls hugging my shaft already, no thanks to them edging me. “Taking both our cocks so fucking well.”
Our bodies reach a fever pitch, racing toward release—then the door opens, and Reece slips into the dim room.
Jesus, fuck, will I ever get to come?
My rhythm falters. Jax freezes. Aurora gasps, her walls clenching around us. Reece comes to a standstill, mouth agape, eyes wide with shock. What did he think we were doing in here? And why hasn’t he left yet?
His expression flickers from surprise to confusion to something darker. His brows furrow, and he stares, his hungry gaze drinking in the sight of Aurora naked between us.
Jackson recovers first, his cock buried deep and throbbing with mine. “Jesus, it’s not like you haven’t seen us together before. Pull up a chair, man,” he barks, but there’s no bite behind it.
“What’s up?” I manage to shake off the awkwardness, my voice strained from the effort of holding still.
Not moving from the doorway, Reece clears his throat. “The ICU is crawling with LAPD.”
“That’s it?” Jax flexes his hips. “Shit, Viking. This meeting could’ve been an email.”
I ignore his snark. “My uncles?” My tone is harsher than intended, my restraint collapsing by the second.
Reece shifts his weight and avoids direct eye contact. “Dropped ’em off and came here just in case. They’re worried about the twins.”
“Fuck,” I curse. Looks like we’re cutting this fuckfest short.
“In or out, Viking?” Jackson rolls his hips again. “We need about two minutes.”
Aurora whimpers. I shoot Jax a glare, and he gives me that shit-eating grin.
Reece’s gaze snaps to our girl, the conflict in his stare undeniable, his jaw clenched so tight, the muscle bulges.
His Adam’s apple bobs. His hand goes to the doorknob but hovers.
“Fuck it.” He throws his arms in the air, steps farther into the room, and stalks to the leather armchair tucked in the corner.
Jackson grabs the lube from the bed and tosses it to him.
He catches it and grumbles, “I hate you.”
A smug smirk on his face, Jax reclaims Aurora’s shoulders, pulls back, and thrusts with renewed purpose.
Reece drops into the seat, his eyes never leaving our girl.
She glances between him and me, her cheeks flushed, breathy moans escaping with each snap of Jackson’s hips.
The bottle cap clicks, she grows wetter, and her cunt squeezes around my cock. We pound into her from both sides, and her nails dig into my chest.
“You like that?” I drive into her and circle her clit. “Like him watching while we fuck you?”
She gives a gentle nod, her attention on whatever he’s doing.
I spank her ass and command, “Use your words.”
“Y-yes, Sir.”
***
Reece
What the fuck am I doing? I should’ve walked out, but the sight of her—damn.
Aurora, sandwiched between them, her pregnant belly and full breasts on display while she takes both their cocks… It’s the most erotic, frustrating thing I’ve ever seen.
I stroke my erection, matching their rhythm. Her eyes meet mine before her gaze drops to my fist gripping my shaft. Her lips part, and her moans grow louder. Her tits bounce with each thrust, and I work my hand faster.
There’s something wrong with me, something fucked up about jerking off while watching the woman of my dreams get railed by two other men. But the way she’s looking at me, pleading with me to unravel… My cock pulses in my palm.
“You gonna come for us?” Ethan’s deep voice fills the room. “Show Reece how much of a good girl you are.”
By good, he means submissive, willing to surrender to our desires.
“Yes,” she answers him, but her words are aimed at me. “I’m so close.”
The slick sounds of their bodies moving together, their masculine grunts clashing with her feminine whimpers—it’s a sensory overload in the best possible way.
I pump my length harder, twisting my wrist at the crown. Barbells along the underside graze my rough palm, and pressure builds in my balls, drawing them up against my shaft.
Jackson wraps his fingers around her throat and slams into her ass with a low growl. Her lips form a perfect O, and she cries out, her entire body quaking.
The sight of her orgasm pushes me over the edge, and my breath shudders. My head tips back, thick ropes of cum shoot from my cock, and my vision blurs. I hiss through clenched teeth, my hips bucking, my dick jerking violently with each pulse.