Chapter 21 #2
It’s written in her flushed cheeks, puffy lips, and the intensity of her focus on the two of us.
Mia is just as captivated by how we look as I continue kissing, stroking, briefly dropping my hand lower to cup and lightly tug on Reid’s balls.
It’s as evident there as our reaction to watching how gorgeous she is in return.
Mia trembles, her breath hitching. Those whimpers of hers intensify, as her body writhes and another climax closes in on her. She tips her head back and moans out, low and desperate, while struggling to keep her hooded green eyes on us.
“Are you feeling good, sweet girl?”
She nods. “Mmmfffuck. So good.”
“Keep that toy right beside you.” I release my hold on our cocks, and nudge Reid toward the bed. “Let your cowboy have a little fun. You can ride him and show us how well you take his dick.”
As the two of them fall together—Reid stealing her panties before lying on his back, and Mia straddling him to sink down easily over his thick length—I take my time undressing. I gladly take my time because the sight of the two of them together makes my heart grow about five sizes inside my chest.
Mia rides him, meeting his mouth in a deep, breath-stealing kiss, while those big hands of his, which I’ve felt mapping my entire body, slide across her soft curves.
From my vantage point, I get to enjoy seeing the way her painted fingernails cup his strong jaw, lightly scratching over his short cut beard.
I get to catalog all the indents where his fingers sink into her thigh and hip as he clings to her.
Right now, they’re two people connecting in the most intimate of ways, and it’s beyond beautiful to be part of that. When they draw back ever so slightly, sharing the same air and breathing hard, I can’t see Mia’s expression, but I can see my guy’s.
Reid looks like a man very much in love.
Climbing onto the bed behind our girl, this is like last night all over again, and yet time has flown light-years from that moment.
We’ve shot beyond the limits of what I thought could be possible to feel in such a short space of time.
With Reid? It was effortless. The simplest thing to fall for him with all his quiet charm and gentle manner.
We’re beyond happy, as a pair—we truly are—but now, Mia is here and our lives have never felt more complete.
Who could ignore something as simple as looking into someone’s eyes and just feeling like you’ve known each other forever?
But for now, I have to put those romantic notions aside. We have tonight, and that’s what we’re going to give our girl.
Drifting my fingers over her ass, I reach beneath her and play a little with the place where she’s impaled on Reid’s length.
“Does it feel good being stretched around his cock?”
Mia tips her head forward, her weight shifting to give me easier access… to every part of her. “You know it does. You know everything that makes me feel good.”
I swallow hard.
“Are you going to make me feel good, Henri?” She says my name in that elongated, honeyed voice where she draws my name across her tongue.
It’s the most innocent of questions, yet she knows exactly what she’s doing to unravel me.
As if she’s on her knees looking up at me with big doe eyes, while licking a line straight up my cock.
“Let me get you ready first.” The way my blood turns from simmering embers to full roaring flames as I say those words out loud is enough to have me forgetting all reason.
A switch flips, and I’m suddenly feeling a surge of feral, greedy desire to make sure Mia knows just how fucking good we can make her feel.
“Has anyone ever been inside this ass before?” Drizzling a generous amount of lube over her seam, her sweet little exposed hole, and my hand, I start teasing.
Rubbing slow circles, I allow her to adjust to the sensation.
The perfect fucking girl she is, Mia arches her back and drops forward onto Reid’s chest. His big palms roam along her waist and hips, and he murmurs all sorts of filthy little whispers of praise in her ear.
“Oh god—OH GOD.” She gasps and moans as I build up to slipping a fingertip inside her. The plug from earlier has made this part easier, but she’s still unbelievably tight.
“Has anyone ever had this sweet ass?” Pressing gently forward, I ease in past my knuckle. “Has anyone fucked you here before?” My words that come next are softer, more desperate. “Lie to me if you have to, baby.”
Mia shakes her head. “No one. Only you.” On a sultry little moan, she opens further for me, relaxes a little more, lets me add another finger.
“Tell me I’m your first.” I can’t stop staring at the place where I’m about to bury my cock.
“You—You’re my first.” Her confession is soft, filled with desire, tinged with a hint of pleading. A silent way of asking… promise to make me feel good.
“Goddamn,” Reid grunts, sounding like he’s struggling for his life. “You’re squeezing me so tight, sweet girl. Breathe. Just breathe.”
He keeps stroking her soft skin and gives me a strained look that tells me to hurry the fuck up.
Easing my hand away, I add more lube, slicking my length with firm strokes, then fist myself to press against her ass. Christ. The size difference between us, between Mia and Reid below her, and me at her back, is enough to have me already fantasizing about when we can do this again.
“Use that toy on her.” I grit out through clenched teeth. Even just pressing my tip against her sends sparks flying through my veins. “Focus on how good our cowboy makes you feel. Keep breathing nice and slow.”
Mia hums and nods. “Please. I want this. I want you both.”
“We’ll go slow. Any time you need to stop, or want to take a break, just talk to us, baby.” Reid feathers soft kisses against her neck between his words as his big palm finds the vibrator and slips it between their bodies to seek out her clit.
“Holy ffffuckkkk.” Mia simply melts as the low buzzing starts up against that bundle of nerves.
Her body relaxes, and I press forward, seeking entrance into the tightest, hottest little channel I’ve ever experienced. My tip slips inside, and I damn well shudder at the feeling.
“Christ. Baby. Fuck.”
Reid lets out a feral noise, with the added sensation of me starting to work forward.
I can feel him filling her, and fuck my life, I’m having to fight my way in.
By the time I’ve ever so carefully sunk deeper and deeper, we’re all drenched with sweat.
This room feels a thousand goddamn degrees, and Mia drapes forward over Reid, boneless with pleasure.
She begs me to go harder, that she can take it, and each time her pleading little voice fills my ears, it’s pure torture not to give in and simply start fucking the way she’s inviting me to.
I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt her. Not for her first time. Not ever.
Mia trembles her way through another orgasm that nearly grips us both until we pass out. But the pleasure weaves its magic and her body relaxes, until finally—fucking finally—I’m seated inside her, and I just about see the entire goddamn universe behind my eyelids.
“H—Henriiii,” she whimpers my name. No longer able to form words, but instead kisses Reid with sloppy urgency.
Our girl is as ready as she’ll ever be, and I withdraw just a little before giving an experimental thrust. It drives us all together. My cock rubs against Reid through her thin inner wall, and we all dissolve into a series of groans.
“Do you like it when I do that?”
Mia’s yes is a gasp, followed by a whine. “More. Yes. God. More.”
Holding her ass spread wide so I can watch my cock sink in and out, I’m in heaven. The best kind. Fucking her, and Reid at the same time, goes so far beyond how good I ever thought something this carnal could feel.
None of us are gonna last long.
Filth pours out of me unrestrained as I lose myself to the slow, steady rhythm of driving forward over and over.
“This tight little hole is all mine. I’m gonna fill this tight little ass whenever I want. Every day. God, let me stick my dick in your ass every day, baby. It’s too good. Fuck. You feel too good.”
Mia’s words flow in choppy little whimpers. “It’s yours. Every day. Use me. Fuck me. Every day.”
I try to convince myself it’s just words for Mia.
It’s just sex. She’s getting off on this possessive bullshit just as hard as I am, and that’s a beautiful thing to give her.
But for me, that’s where I fail to see it as just sex anymore.
When I say I want her every day, I’m not pretending or joking.
I want her to stay here with us, to be with us.
In more ways than just physical intimacy, I’ve fallen hard, just like Reid has.
Our climaxes take over, with Mia crying out and clamping down around us, her channel squeezing rhythmically as she falls apart.
I feel the exact moment Reid loses it, surging up inside her.
His cock pulses and hips jerk until he’s reduced to nothing more than a series of twitches and groans, still fully seated inside her.
That heat and pressure race for me. It spins my head off its axis, as a flash shoots down to the base of my spine where my release awaits, locked and loaded.
“Where do you want me to come?” My fingers dig deep into her hips. The cadence of my thrusts falters as I teeter on the brink.
She moans, her walls still rippling around us both. “Inside. Please. Please.”
“Fffuuuck. Oh fuck, baby.” Everything goes blank. The heat of her tight little channel consumes me, and I pump into her with an explosive release. Feeling my cum rocket inside her is beyond anything I’ve ever felt before.
Mia clenches around me, maybe coming again, I don’t fucking know.
What I do know is that I love how it feels to all be together.
In these pleasure-soaked moments, panting and murmuring heated words to each other as we manage to slowly come back into our bodies, absolutely…
but it’s more than that. It’s the quiet snatches of time spent together, also.
Showing Mia my art, hearing about her favorite books, laughing at the goofy position Stella has rolled into while asleep, with all four paws pointing at the ceiling.
There aren’t enough words to truly describe this feeling when she’s with Reid, and I see them smile and sneak little glimpses of each other.
There isn’t a phrase to sum up the contentment that glows inside my chest knowing Reid is happy and she’s happy, and that just makes me fucking happy right there with them.
It’s like I can scoop up how they’re feeling in the palms of my hands and experience all that joy and heightened emotions as if I was there with them. A song threading and weaving its vibration through all of us at the same time.
“Teach me something in French.” Mia strokes my jaw, curled against my chest. Thick eyelashes fan across her flushed cheeks as she whispers in a sleepy little voice.
We’ve managed to fumble our way into a puddle of heavy limbs and the collective come down from something so goddamn intense I’m still barely back in my body.
Reid’s heavy arm draped across her waist so that we’re able to thread our fingers together.
His thumb draws lazy circles in the center of my palm.
“Trois c?urs. Parfaitement synchronisés.” I tuck her palm to slip between both of ours so that we’re all joined.
“What does that mean?” That dreamy little voice of hers gusts a puff of shallow exhales across my neck.
I swallow thickly. It means, I think I’m in love with you.
“It means we’ve made a mess and we need to take a shower.” The attempt to laugh off the lie comes out as a hoarse croak.
None of us are ready to move. I see the three of us in a series of slow blinks. Mia’s eyelids can’t stay open. Reid is much the same. We’re all fighting the inevitable.
I hate the feeling hanging over all our heads, that by the next moment we open our eyes, that’s when our time will be up.