I kneel next to her, moving her hair out of the way. I kiss along the side of her neck as she works them separately. I nibble along her hairline, and when she’s joined her hands together, making one dick out of the two of them, licking around theheads, I whisper into her ear. It’s not fucking romantic. It’s a need. Waiting another second, another hour, another day might be the right thing to do. Find the right time, but I can’t. It’s my needs I’m going after now.
“I love you,” I whisper.
She hears it. The bob of her head freezes for a second. Her mouth’s full. I don’t want her to say it back. Fuck, I hope she doesn’t, not right now. This moment isn’t about me, not any more than I’ve made it by saying it now. I move back to the spot behind her ear and suck hard.
Her hips buck next to me. When I glance back, it might not be from me but rather from Dante’s massive cock impaling her.
The buzz of the vibrator sets the high notes of the music that Green and Rockwell are filling with “Fuck” and “shit” as she sucks them into her mouth.
Zane’s working her clit while Dante’s holding on to her hips, slamming into her. “You feel so good, Sassy. You think that the two of them are going to fill you this well?”
She pulls her neck away from me. One arm’s holding her up, the other hand’s wrapped around the two of them, but her head snaps to Dante.
“You don’t like it when I point out that my cock is the best. Got it, Sassy. It will be our huge secret.”
Her head flicks back, and she all but growls at him.
He momentarily lifts his hands in submission.
“You can be replaced,” Zane says from the other side of her.
“Indeed,” I agree.
Haley drops her head and takes the two of them into her mouth again. They’re clawing at the mattress and blankets beneath them.
“Damn, Bunny.”
“Oh fuck, Haley,” Rockwell adds.
It might be their words or Haley’s humming and choking as she sucks them down, but Dante’s thrust turns ferocious, and shit, my cock is leaking watching all of it. My eyes catch Zane, and he gives me one of his smiles, only these say everything I can’t. How fucking lucky I am to be here, with a woman who will do this, and do it so amazingly well.
Dante screams his release, and Haley gasps for breath as she moans over Calvin and Easton. She’s close but hasn’t gone over the edge yet, and that’s even better.
Zane’s there, lifting her up. “Legs this way, Haley.” He places her over the top of Easton, facing Calvin.
Dante lifts his head from where he’s lying on the mat. “Catch.” He tosses a tube of lube to Calvin. “Use a lot.”
Green nods and puts some on himself.
“Damn, Green,” Dante huffs out a tired breath. He rolls to the side, his eyes wide open like he’s pulled an all-nighter but needs to read just one more chapter.
Green nods and hands it to Haley. She applies more to Rockwell.
“You ready?” Zane asks.
“Yes,” her voice comes out raspy. But in the dim light of the twinkle lights, she gives me a sly smile. I lean in and take her lips. I’m going to take a lot more of her in a second.
“Hold yourselves together,” Dante conducts from his reclining pose. He’s moved a few feet for a better view, I suppose.
It’s Easton who reaches through her legs and holds Calvin and himself together. While Zane and I help her into them.
“Go slow, Little Bird. Only move when you are ready. Not until then.”
She grunts. Zane and I are on our knees. Holding her sides.
“You good?” I ask her, searching her face for the truth.
“Yess,” she hisses out.
