But I also don't dwell on his comment about choosing them in the morning. They keep saying things that sound like they are going to be sticking around, waiting for me while I am at school, but I know better. These are not the type of men that wait for a woman, they will move on with their lives and forget that they ever considered starting a relationship with me.
Scar's hand on my cheek slips to the back of my neck and he pulls my face to him. Pyro’s hands on my hips tighten right as Scar's lips meet mine and he lets out a little sigh, even though he isn't the one kissing me. Scar is much gentler than I would have thought he would be, his lips move on mine slowly for a long while before he sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and drags his teeth across it. When he lets it go, he turns his head the other way and tilts mine back with his hand to get a better angle. His tongue slips over the seam of my lips, and when I open my mouth and push my tongue into his, the control that he has managed to keep until this point, snaps. His body pushes against mine and I am sandwiched between him and Pyro.
The way that he owns my mouth has my legs going weak and Pyro has to prop me up. Bell doesn't move off the bed, but his eyes seem to track every movement that the three of us make. I am willing to bet that if I don't say otherwise that Scar will be the first to have his way with me.
He seems to be the person in charge here.
Well, we all know that I am in charge, but he is leading this whole thing.
Pyro runs one of his hands around my stomach, raising my shirt just enough that his fingers can tease the skin right above my beltline. He pops the latch on my belt and pushes his fingers down a little farther, leaving my pants buttoned. Scar said they would take the next several hours and worship my entire body, but I didn't think that he meant they were going to take things at a snail's pace.
I should be stripped bare with someone's face between my thighs already.
I move to unbutton my pants, but someone's hands stop me. I groan but don't fight them, they plan to drive me crazy, and it looks like I am going to have to let them. Instead, I move my hands to Scar, sliding them up under his shirt, trailing my fingers to his chest, and running them through the patch of chest hair there. I move my arms until his shirt is bunched at my wrist and he pulls back to let me take it off.
“Oh, so I can undress you, just not myself,” I question, no one answers me though.
Scar drops his shirt to the ground and turns me around to face Pyro.
He is much less gentle with his kiss.
His mouth is on mine—long before my feet have caught up to being turned around by someone else—and I stumble against his chest causing his teeth to clash with mine. I rock back into Scar and Pyro just follows me, keeping his mouth against mine with punishing force.
Scar’s hands move to where Pyro’s had been, but he unbuttons my pants. He doesn't tease me the way that Pyro had, his hand moves south and when he gets deep enough into my pants to realize that I’m not wearing panties he groans against the back of my neck. Pyro kisses a trail across my jaw and onto the other side of my neck and I roll my head to the side, my eyes landing on Bell, who is still sitting on the bed in the same position.
"You going to join us?" My voice is low and drips with sex.
"I am enjoying the show, I'll join when you are ready.'' He runs his hand over the crotch of his jeans and for the first time, I realize just how large the bulge in his pants is. My breath catches and I try to steal my resolve, all three men notice and chuckle at the same time.
The darkness of the sound chills me to my bones.
“Does my statement make sense now, doll?”
Just the thought of taking that monster has the inside of my legs hurting. That fucking thing is going to touch my god damned esophagus. There is no fucking way that thing will fit.
“It’ll fit.” He says as if he can hear my thoughts, or maybe it's just written on my face.
Pyro pulls my shirt over my head and growls a little when he finds a tank top under it. “Why the hell are you wearing two shirts? That sounds terrible.”
“Not as terrible as a bra would be. I wear the tank top so that my nipples don't show through my shirt.” He growls again and pulls the tank top over my head too, as soon as my skin is exposed his mouth is on me again. Scar pushes the zipper of my pants down and—because I put on loose-fitting pants today—they fall to my ankles, and I kick them to the side.
Both pause their advances and take in my bare form, Bell is the one that speaks, “Commando and no bra? Did you know we were planning on having our way with you tonight?”
I cock my hip and raise an eyebrow, “Oh honey. I don't ever wear panties.”
Bell raises a hand to his mouth and bites down on his finger, Pyro and Scar both make animal-like sounds and I am being moved. Bell turns sideways on the bed as the other two move me onto the middle of it.
Pyro makes himself comfortable beside me while Scar crawls between my legs and towers over me. He trails a hand up my left leg, avoiding my pussy, and down the other leg. My skin breaks out in goosebumps, and I sigh as Pyro palms one of my breasts. I am tempted to ask Bell to join us again, but I can tell that this is what he needs, so instead, I reach out with my hand. I relax a little when he takes it. Scar replaces his hand with his mouth and kisses the same path that his fingers had taken moments ago. When he makes it to the junction of my thighs, I think he is going to move around it, but he doesn't. I hiss and clench my fingers around Bells just as the flat of his tongue presses against my pussy.
I moan at the same time as he does, only his noise vibrates across my clit. I'm not sure how he knew to do it but Pyro bites down on my nipple in tandem with his voice vibrating over me. My whole body spasms and jerks to the sudden assault of senses and then I crumble.
I can't focus on anything except the mouth on my center and the other one on my breast. Pyro goes from sucking to biting and then drags his teeth across my skin as he switches to the other nipple.
It's been about four weeks since I last hooked up with someone but even then, it wasn't like this. I was feeling needy, and I didn't even know the guy's name that I took home from the bar. Well, I didn't take the guy home, more like the parking lot, but still. I have always had a healthy sex life, but Scar has skills that I haven't experienced before, and we haven't even started yet.
“Goddess, you taste like heaven.”
Pyro pulls his mouth from my skin and puts his face right in front of mine, “You like that, don't you? If his mouth can feel this good, just imagine what his dick is going to do to you.”