Heat bloomed in my cheeks. But it wasn’t embarrassment. It was desire. Monroe licked his lips, his chest rising and falling as he sucked in one deep breath after another. The tenting in his jeans was unmissable, his cock a thick rod pointing toward his hip.
Alec rolled my tights down my legs and slipped them off my feet. I was standing there naked except for my bra and panties. They were the sexiest pair I owned—a pale pink matching set with tiny strawberries printed on the cotton. The waistline had a cute little pink bow on it, and there was another one between my breasts.
Their expressions were filled with awe. Desire radiated from them.
They wanted me, curves and all, not in spite of them. Shy, inexperienced me.
They showed me just how beautiful they thought I was, and I believed them. Iwasbeautiful.
It was empowering.
It didn’t matter that my belly wasn’t flat, my thighs were thick, and my butt was big and round. Monroe and Alec loved every part of me.
“Fuck me, you’re sexy,” Alec rasped, fingering the edge of my panties. “On your back on the bed, sweetheart. Spread those pretty legs so I can get you ready for my cock.”
Wetness coated the insides of my thighs, and I squeezed them together, desperate for some friction. When I climbed onto the bed, Monroe followed. He flicked open my bra and eased it off my shoulders. My breasts tumbled free. My nipples instantly hardened despite the heat being on in the room.
I lay down and pressed my knees together, but Alec was there, easing my panties down. My kitty tingled in anticipation.
Alec bunched up my panties and brought them to his nose, inhaling deeply. “I could get drunk on your scent, beautiful. But I want to taste you more.”
I shivered. The constant praise from both of them was like riding in a hot air balloon—it took me higher and higher with every word.
He splayed his hands and ran them down my legs. When he got to my ankles, he grasped them and spread my legs wide. I was open to him, completely exposed. He could see the evidence of my desire, and it only seemed to turn him on more.
“You’re both wearing too many clothes,” I breathed, my voice thready as need overtook me.
Monroe went for Alec and undid his cufflinks before tugging off his shirt. His pants, underwear, and socks followed soon after.
Alec was battered and bruised, dark marks blooming on his shoulder, hip, and down his thigh. I knew exactly when he’d gotten it. The Kings’ defenceman had slammed him into the boards after Alec had passed off the puck. Our man had gotten a powerplay from it, Gauthier scoring off Alec’s assist. It was the final goal of the game and the last time he’d been on the ice.
“Are you sore?” Monroe asked, trailing his fingertips near Alec’s injury.
Alec smiled at Monroe’s concern, his eyes filled with warmth. “A little, but I’ll be fine. I’m made of tough stuff.”
“I don’t want fine, Alec. I don’t want you to endure this. I want to make it fucking spectacular.”
Alec moaned. His eyes fluttered closed, and his lips parted on an exhale. Monroe ran his hand down Alec’s back, and he arched into his touch. He shifted onto all fours and rested his forehead on my mound. Monroe touched his uninjured hip and said, “Spread your knees, babe.”
Alec did so. His back was perfectly arched as he presented himself to Monroe. I could imagine how sexy the view was, but knowing Monroe was hard because of both of us was even sexier.
Monroe didn’t waste any time after that. He shucked off his clothing and retrieved a bottle of lube from his suitcase that he tossed on the bed after applying a liberal dose to his fingers. He brushed them down Alec’s crack, and he shivered, moaning again. The vibration zapped through me like I’d touched a live wire.
“You’re going to need about four fingers before you’re ready for my cock, Alec. So, for every orgasm you give our gorgeous girl, I’ll give you an extra finger.” Alec hissed and canted his hips back, and I threaded my fingers in his hair, urging him on. “And Cara’s going to need the same. So you give her what she needs, and I’ll do the same for you.”
“Make me come, Alec. I want Monroe buried inside both of us,” I begged.
I cried out at the first lash of Alec’s tongue, and Monroe swallowed my cries with his lips. He tasted sweet, and I couldn’t get enough.
Alec buried two fingers inside my kitty, and my feet scrambled for purchase on the bed. My entire body trembled from the way he worked me over. He sucked on my clit, and Monroe teased my lips with his barely there kisses.
The buildup was quick, my core muscles tightening around Alec’s fingers as he relentlessly tagged my G-spot and licked and nibbled my clit.
“Pinch your nipples, beautiful. Show me how pretty they are when they’re hard,” Monroe instructed as he hovered above me.
Alec flicked his gaze up, watching as I let go of his hair and reached for my breasts. I pinched my nipples, sending shocks of sensation down to my kitty like they were connected to one another by a direct line. Monroe braced himself above me with one hand, the other running circles around Alec’s hole.
Monroe closed his lips over my fingers, and he sucked and licked me. Lightning shot through me, and I gasped.
