Page 39 of The Heiress Bride
“Love this,” I say to no one in particular.
“And we love you,” King says. Alex rumbles his agreement, and my heart swells.
“To distraction,” Gabe murmurs. Then, “Breathe, sweetheart.”
His cock slots against me, and suddenly they’re all moving, shifting into place. Alex scooping me higher, Gabe tilting my hips. Letting go of King, I cling to Alex. They work together until they’re both wedged tight, and I can’t breathe.
It only takes one thrust before the need coiledtight inside me unravels. I tighten around Alex so hard I worry I’ll leave bruises. But the thought disappears as soon as it forms because that’s what pleasure does. Washes away every other thought but pure bliss. Until you’re spasming, shattering, contracting.
“That’s it, Wildfire. Let go.”
Been there, done that.
My pulse roars in my ears, and air saws in and out of my lungs. I collapse between them, panting. Dripping.
They give me half a minute to regroup. To feel all cuddly. Then Alex flicks a thumbnail against my left nipple, and I’m instantly climbing toward another orgasm.
“Can one die of too many orgasms?” I ask, clearly delirious from the never-ending foreplay.
“We wouldn’t let that happen,” Alex assures me, because of course he does. My gentle-only-to-me giant.
“But we’ll see how far we can push it,” King teases.
“And we all have to go at the same time, because I can’t live without any of you,” Gabe says.
Over the drone of the shower, it’s the sweetest, most heartfelt confession I could imagine from him. Straining between all the hunky manflesh, I turn, searching for his lips. He doesn’t make mework for it. Meets me halfway. It’s awkward and glorious. My neck muscles scream, but my pussy flutters. Alex curses. King touches us all over, staying connected.
A fresh round of heat rushes just beneath my skin. My senses go on high alert. Need thrums heavy through my veins.
“Please,” I say against Gabe’s mouth.
“What do you need, Princess?”
“Just this. Us, together.”
“You’ve got us,” King assures me, his voice going dark again. “This… you guys are home.”
Tears prickle the corners of my eyes, and my nose tingles. Oh, I can’t ugly cry while I’m being sandwiched between my lovers.
Seeing the emotion welling in me, King crowds closer, kissing Gabe first, then me. Our tongues mate. His hand closes around my throat, squeezing gently, and then he lifts his head a fraction and says, “Come, Wildfire.”
Alex and Gabe find their rhythm again. In. Out. Using both holes so deeply, I might walk funny tomorrow if I can walk at all.
Totally worth it.
“Come all over that monster cock. They’re going to fill you up until you’re dripping. You like that, don’t you?”
I nod.
“I like it too.” Kiss. “So much.” Kiss. “Too much.”
“Never too much,” I whisper.
His laugh is dark and unrecognizable. “Oh, babe. You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.”
I’m once again on alert to the change in him. This darker side of my sunshiny boy. The voice, the look, the energy, they reach deep inside me and find a Katherine I’ve only just met.
“Oh?” I purr. “What am I getting myself into?”
