“Marcus!”
His name nearly gets stuck in my throat as my whole body jerks under his touch. My toes curl as goose bumps erupt on my skin, and Marcus releases my pussy long enough to lower my upper body down onto the countertop.
The smooth marble chills my heated skin, making my nipples harden even more. He must like that, because he tweaks and rolls them between his fingers as he works his way back down my body. This time he scrapes his teeth lightly over my clit, still through the barrier of my panties.
My hips jerk upward as bolts of pleasure edged with pain shoot through me, and I reach down to grab a fistful of his hair, pulling his head closer as I grind against his face.
“Goddammit. I love that you need this as bad as I do,” he grunts, the words barely intelligible as he follows my urging and attacks my clit with fierce hunger.
I think he must be on a mission to completely ruin my panties. He hasn’t taken them off yet, and if they were wet before, they’re fucking soaked now. He keeps teasing me by running his tongue up my fabric-covered slit, pressing a little harder each time, so close to giving me what I want.
My heels dig into his back as I try to leverage my hips higher off the counter, offering more of myself to him, demanding more pleasure.
Finally, his teasing control snaps. There’s a sharp sting and a ripping sound as he shreds my delicate panties from my body, and when his mouth meets my bare clit, I arch my back so hard that my entire body nearly leaves the countertop.
My breath is coming faster, pleasure building up inside me like steam, when Ryland and Theo suddenly appear in the doorway. They’re both covered in small streaks of blood just like Marcus and I were, and they stop just inside the kitchen, their eyes heating at the sight before them—me, laid out like a fucking feast on the marble island while Marcus devours my pussy.
“Fuck,” Theo groans, biting his bottom lip hard.
Marcus didn’t see them come in like I did, but I know he knows they’re here. He doesn’t stop his delicious assault on my clit though. If anything, his touch becomes hungrier, more demanding.
Ryland doesn’t say anything, but his gaze stays fixed on me. He reaches down to palm his cock, rubbing himself as he watches Marcus eat me.
The sight of these two men watching me, witnessing my raw pleasure, makes every sensation cascading through me more acute. I don’t let go of Ryland’s gaze as my hips roll against Marcus’s face, grinding against his hot, wet tongue.
“Oh… god…”
The words are hardly more than a moan as the ecstasy inside me spills over, making my limbs shudder and shake. Marcus keeps lapping at me as the orgasm washes through me in waves, drawing it out until I’m a panting, writhing mess.
When he finally lifts his head, his gaze shifts to the two men who’ve joined us in the kitchen. Then he glances back at me, something like a question in his eyes.
He doesn’t even have to say it out loud for me to know my answer.
Yes.
Chapter 25
“Bedroom!” I gasp.
The word is barely out of my mouth before Marcus scoops me off the counter. The other two men are close behind us as he strides quickly down the hall toward the back of the house. My legs wrap around his waist as he palms my ass, and the fabric of his clothes feels scratchy against my bare, sensitized skin.
He pushes open the door to the guest room he’s been staying in and carries me inside. Ryland flicks on the light as Marcus deposits me on the bed, and all three men tug their clothes off quickly, each of them watching me intently as they do.
My heart bangs against my ribs as I watch them right back, my gaze darting between the three of them as I soak up the sight of their broad shoulders and muscular frames. Ryland’s tattoos shift as he shoves his pants down and kicks them off, and my greedy eyes take in every inch of the ink covering his body. He has full sleeves on both arms, and the tattoos that I’ve seen on his neck trail down to cover his entire torso and back.
They’re beautiful.
A hungry look enters his eyes as he feels my gaze burning a path over his body, and he crawls up onto the bed as the other two finish undressing. His large, muscled form hovers over mine as he kisses the fuck out of me, and then he grabs my hips and rolls us over so that he’s beneath me.
His thick cock is trapped between our bodies, and I slide up and down the length of it a few times, soaking up his reaction as I coat his shaft in my wetness. Then I lift up a little and reach down to line him up with my entrance before sinking down, taking him inside me slowly until our pelvises are pressed flush together.
The mattress shifts as Marcus and Theo join us, but I can’t look away from Ryland’s burning hazel irises as I slowly rise up and sink back down. His hands grip my hips, but he lets me dictate the pace as I find the rhythm that makes my body sing.
My head falls back a little, and I let out a little gasp of surprise when I feel Marcus behind me. The warmth of his chest brushes against my back as he reaches around to play with my breasts, tormenting my nipples until I start grinding harder against Ryland. All three of us groan, and I hear Theo’s rough chuckle from beside me as he watches us.
I already came twice tonight, but my body feels insatiable. The enormity of everything that’s happened, of what these men did for
