When she blinked them back into focus, she realized Cooper was by her shoulder, stroking her hair and telling her how good she’d felt unraveling around him. So good that he couldn’t put his hard-on back in her or he’d risk breaking their pact.
Instead, Simon did it for him.
Andi gasped at the pressure on her still twitching muscles, but Simon only grinned and helped her through it with short jabs of his hips that introduced his dick to her bit by bit. The gradual penetration stoked the dying embers of her lust until it was reborn.
Not only did he take her up again, he brought her over the top before handing her back over to Reed. This time, he feasted on her breasts and he ground into her. Now that they’d warmed her up, it seemed she couldn’t stop from falling into orgasm after orgasm.
Andi let her mind wander, lost in sensation, including the weight of their ring on her finger. All she did was feel. And it felt so damn good.
She came again, losing track of which man it was giving her pleasure, because the truth was it came from all of them. She touched whatever bits of them she could reach, loving the feel of them surrounding her.
Andi had no idea how long they made love, but it seemed like it could have been all night, like Reed had promised. Then, finally, his voice cut through the daze of rapture that had overtaken her. “I can’t hold back anymore. One, two strokes, and that’s it. I’m going to lose it this time.”
“Yes, do that.” Andi tried to say more but couldn’t. She wanted nothing other than for them to come inside her and to know that they enjoyed what they shared every bit as much as she had, and would for the rest of her life.
This time when Reed fit himself to her, she made sure to keep her eyes open.
She stared up at him as he took what she was offering and poured his release deep inside her. His muscles bulged, his control fled, and he gave her everything he had before making room for Cooper and Simon to do the same.
One by one they surrendered, and she took all they had.
Greedy? Maybe. But she didn’t feel guilty about it anymore.
Because they also owned every molecule of her.
When they’d finished and fallen into a pile on the bed, she curled up between them. Under, over, and around them in a tangle of limbs. She stared at the ring on her finger, ran her index finger over it again and again, until she believed it was real. Only then did she murmur, “I always thought about myself as being yours. But now I know, for sure, that you’re mine, too.”
“Forever,” Reed promised.
And she believed him. Andi sighed. “Forever mine—I like the sound of that.”
“Me, too.” Cooper hugged her tight, settling her back against his chest.
“Me, three.” Simon kissed the tip of her nose. “Now someone move the fuck over so I can stretch out. I need my beauty sleep.”
Andi fell asleep with a smile on her face, her body sated and her heart overflowing. Just like she knew she would every night from then on.