Page 51 of The Heiress Bride
“Mhmm.”
She’s liquid in my arms, rubbing against me, all soft skinand silky hair.
“That big, hard cock is ready for you. Are you going to ride it?” I ask.
She nods emphatically, already leaning away from me to get to him.
“Go on then.”
I don’t need to tell her twice. She crawls onto the mattress, ducking to suck him briefly. His head drops back, and his free hand cups the back of her head. I climb up next to them, enjoying the show.
Sex is so much more potent with partners I adore. Somehow, seeing Gabe and Alex get head makes my own enjoyment that much greater. Their enjoyment is my enjoyment. Fascinating.
Gabe slides up behind Katherine, his eyes locked on her amazing ass. He tosses the bottle between us and reaches for the lush globes. One hand disappears between her thighs, and her breathing stutters.
“Gotta make sure you’re ready for us, Princess,” he says, voice thick with emotion and desire.
No kidding. Alex got more than his fair share.
I pop the top on the lube and hand over the bottle. He pours a liberal stream between her cheeks as she sucks in a breath, then wiggles her hips a bit.
“That’s it. Relax for me. We’re going to feel so good, aren’t we, Princess?”
She moans around Alex’s cock, bobbing up and down like a champion.
It’s on the tip of my tongue to make a joke about talking with her mouth full, but I hold it back because that’s too much of a reminder of her mother. I don’t want to introduce any ghosts to our evening. This is firmly a ghost-free zone.
Gabe’s gaze meets mine, locking, holding. Heat burns through my belly. We could all be in this together like sexy dominoes. But not tonight. Well, maybe once we’ve recovered from round one.
How is Alex managing all that restraint? She’s moaning and bobbing, hands holding his cock straight up. There’s no doubt that she’s enjoying herself.
“Come here, Beauty,” he finally says, voice strained.
That’s when I notice how tight his muscles are, the way his feet are flexing back and forth as he holds back his orgasm.
Wildfire lifts her head so slowly that Alex and I groan in unison. I swear, instead of phantom pain, I’ve got phantom head. Is that even a thing? My dick thinks it is.
Her hands coast up his thighs, fingers hiking along his abs to his amazing chest, and then she straddles his lap. What a vision. There’s just enough light on her other side to give me an erotic picture. Full breasts, pert little nipplesjust begging for my lips, the gentle slope of her belly.
Reaching between her legs, she takes Alex in hand, guiding the head of him to her waiting pussy. There it is again. That tiny little sound. The happiest gasp there ever was, like she’s just found a present. And honestly, that cock is a gift.
He clamps his hands around her hips, guiding her down. Lower. Lower. Until he’s as deep as she can take him.
Behind them, Gabe lubes up his cock. His face is a mask of concentration. He wants to feel good and make her feel good. In this moment, all of his doubts are absent, and he’s just himself. Gabe. No baggage.
It’s a beautiful sight. We’ve all come so far in such a short amount of time.
Katherine rolls her hips and then lifts up off Alex’s lap. The air smells like sex and expensive body wash. A hint of lavender from the sheets. And there’s a constant soundtrack of whimpers, moans, and mews. These sounds are going to be playing through my mind for days. Weeks.
Gabe slides in behind her, one hand on her hip, the other on his dick. “Easy,” he murmurs. “Mmm… That’s our girl. Fuck, sweetheart.”
He goes slow, treating her like the precious creation she is. After several moments, all movementstops. The three of them are locked together, adjusting. I’m not sure any of them are breathing, but then Wildfire turns needy eyes to mine.
“King—”
I lever myself up next to her, half-kneeling next to Alex’s hip. “Yes, my queen?” I tease.
Her lips twist. Gabe chuckles.
