Page 52 of Ache
I tense once Alec is seated halfway inside me. Arching my back, I suddenly feel the urge for more. I want more of him. More of his cock deeper inside me. I push back slightly, and we both moan.
The pain seems to dissipate, and in its place settles a voracious need.
“Alec,” I mewl his name, not recognizing my own voice.
“I’m right here,” he responds through clenched teeth before jerking his body forward, forcing my eyes to shoot open. He’s seated entirely inside me, the length of his erection buried as far as it can go.Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck.
The three of us stay utterly still so my body can acclimate to the new intrusion. I stare down at Tage, and once again, he’s entranced by the strain on my face.
Alec dots soft kisses on my shoulder blades before rocking his hips slowly. I succumb to the movement of his body, getting lost in the indescribable sensations.
“My turn.” Tage runs his hands down my curves and rests them on my hips. He grips me tightly then flexes his pelvis. The first bit of penetration abducts the air right out of my lungs. I gasp as he pushes himself inside, sliding into my channel without any hesitation. He wanted to make a statement. He wanted to shock me. He wanted to hear me moan. He achieved all three.
And fuck, do I moan, I moan so loud I’m positive the people walking by on the busy New York City street hear me.
The satisfaction on his face is smug.
It’s the same look from all those years ago, when he knew he was making me feel good.
Tage isn’t the only one who wants to make an impression, because as soon as I rebound from his arresting drive, Alec withdraws slightly and thrusts back in. My voice pitches, and the little bit of air I was able to regain is forced right back out of my system.
I’m left a panting mess sandwiched between two governing pillars of sexual authority.
“Don’t give up on us yet.” Alec slips his hand under my chin and lifts my head. “We’re going to come, and so are you.” They both begin to move a little more urgently, finding a rhythm that suits all three of us.
The overwhelming fullness has me seeing stars. No, not only stars, constellations, vivid flares, and cosmic rays.
The thought of another orgasm is exhilarating as much as it is terrifying. My first one was so intense and came on so fast I could hardly prepare for it. What will it be like withtwomen pushing me toward the precipice.
“I want you to let it all go.” Tage tangles his fingers in my hair, the gyration of his hips keeps his pelvis in constant contact with my clit. It tingles and aches minute after minute, cranking the buildup of my climax from one mindbending level to the next. “All the bad feelings, all the resentment. All the past years of pain,” he rasps into my ear. “Leave it all out on the table.”
That’s a tall order. As much as I love the position we’re in now —physically, mentally, and emotionally — just letting go of the past like it never happened is a new challenge all in itself.
“If you leave me again, you better be dead.” Threatening him makes me feel world’s better.
Tage chuckles through clenched teeth.
“I promise,” he grits out, reveling in my body.
My mind clears of its own accord. I want to let it all go, even if it’s just for a few blissful seconds.Baby steps.
“I’m here.” Alec slides his hand down my chest to massage one of my breasts, reminding me that I’m not alone. That I can lean on him as much as I need.
I don’t know how I got here. How I went from no love and no life to an abundance of love and attention in a nanosecond.
For the first time in my life, I feel lucky. Even with the bumps and bruises still fresh from the last couple of days, I somehow walked away from the wreckage better than I have been in years.
I don’t know where this will leave the three of us when it’s all said and done, but for now I’m going to live in the moment. I’m going to take advantage of what they are offering me and look blindly into the future.
“Make me come,” I huff, turning my face back toward Alec. I nip and lick at his lips, and in return he kisses me with a might that’s brand new to both of us.
A haze thicker than an Afghanistan sandstorm engulfs us. Lustful demands thin the air and rev our adrenaline, upping the ante.
My body strains from the inside out, every muscle being worked in a whole new way.
Tage and Alec both groan in reaction to the restriction of my inner walls.
It’s a sound so sexy I become addicted to it on the spot. I clench tighter, orally fixated on their pleasure.
