Ryland chuckles again, and it’s one of the sexiest sounds I’ve ever heard. His hazel eyes gleam as he shifts closer to me on the bed. He did get a black eye in the fight, but it doesn’t diminish his darkly handsome allure one bit.
“I think it’s night,” he tells me, his lips curving upward. “But it’s definitely good.”
His hand finds my stomach and then slides down, moving over my mound and brushing over my clit before his finger teases my entrance.
“Fuck, you’re wet. Did you come already?”
I nod, arching my back as Theo and Marcus renew their assault on my nipples. “But I… can come again.”
“Hell yeah, you can.”
He slips his finger deeper inside me, fucking me with it like Marcus did in the shower. Every time he slides it into my wet channel, his palm grazes my clit, sending sparks of ecstasy shooting through me.
When he pulls his finger all the way out, I groan in disappointment. But a second later, Marcus shifts his weight a little and sinks his cock into me, filling me up in a long, even stroke.
I make a strangled noise of pleasure, and Ryland leans forward to kiss me, his lips moving hungrily as if he wants to devour the sound.
Marcus fucks me for a few strokes, and when he pulls out, Ryland’s fingers take over. The feel of them sharing me like this makes my core clench tightly, and I shift my hips eagerly, trying to bring Ryland’s fingers deeper.
“You want more, angel?” Marcus murmurs.
I shiver, breathing harder. “Yes.”
He grins. Then he bends my legs a little, resting my heels on the mattress. He slides into me again, and as he sets up a steady rhythm, thrusting in and out, Ryland’s hand slips under my leg and around the curve of my ass.
When his finger breaches my back hole, I clench automatically around Marcus, my whole body reacting to the sensation. My lips break from Ryland’s on a moan, my head tilting back.
“Fuck,” Theo groans. “You’re so beautiful, Rose.”
He rises up on one elbow to look down at me, and as I stare up, my vision is overtaken by his face and Marcus’s side by side. Then Theo drops his head to kiss me, tasting the pleasure that’s surging through my body at the feel of Marcus and Ryland both fucking me.
Heat is simmering low in my belly, spreading slowly out through the rest of my body, another orgasm gathering like a coiled spring.
“Are you close?” Theo whispers against my lips, his breath gusting against my skin.
“Yes.” I nod in a small, sharp motion. My toes are curling, my hips arching upward to meet every one of Marcus’s thrusts.
“Wait. Not yet.” Theo kisses me again after he says the words, and if my lips weren’t otherwise occupied, I’d tell him I don’t have a fucking choice. My lips are shaking with it, sensation filling me up from head to toe.
“I… oh God. Oh, fuck!”
My back arches, but before the orgasm can crash over me, everything stops. Marcus slides out of me in a slow movement, and Ryland’s finger leaves my ass. I gasp for breath as I stare up at all three of them, and Theo grins broadly at me.
“We’ve got you, baby,” he promises, and the heat in his voice makes my clit throb.
I’m so fucking close. I just need a little more to push me over the edge.
“Roll over,” Theo commands.
They all sit back, and he puts his hands on my hips to help me as I comply, turning over onto my stomach. Then he pulls my hips backward, drawing me up onto my knees. My hand braces on the mattress, and he slides his palm over the curve of my ass.
“You okay?” he asks.
I nod. It’s harder for me to stay like this for a long time than it would be if I could support my weight on two arms, but there’s no fucking way I want to miss whatever is about to happen.
I can practically feel the brilliance of his smile beaming down on my back like a ray of sunshine. One of his legs slides between mine, moving my knees a little wider on the mattress.
Then he grabs my ass cheeks in both hands, gripping them tightly to spread them apart and burying his face between my legs. His tongue spears my pussy before sliding up to tease my ass, and I almost pitch face-first onto the bed at the sudden rush of pleasure.