“Easy, darling,” he said, his fingers clutching at my hips as he pushed into me, too fast and too slow at the same time. I whined, overwhelmed by the feeling of fullness, every thought flying from my head as I floated in the bliss of them.
When Cormac pulled back, then pushed back in until he was fully seated within me, the sound that escaped me was animal, throaty, a primal cry that begged for more.
Rian tangled his fingers in my hair. He kneeled beside Liam, his cock jutting out from his body, begging for my attention. I darted my head forward and licked the pre-cum seeping out from him. His ragged groan poured gasoline on the fire of my need, and I rocked back and forth between Cormac and Liam, seeking the friction that would push me over the cliff of my release.
I opened my mouth, and Rian circled my swollen lips with the head of his cock, teasing me before he plunged into me. As if that were the signal, Cormac and Liam began pumping in and out of me. I could feel their cocks inside of me, rubbing each other through the thin membrane. I could barely breathe, the intensity of being filled with them short-circuiting my brain.
Rian held onto my head, pushing his cock between my lips as I bobbed up and down between Liam and Cormac. Unable to hold any sort of rhythm, as the two men sandwiched me, I opened up my jaw and drooled as he carefully delved deeper, until he was fucking my mouth deep and rough. Tears streamed down my face as the three of them pounded into me, tension curling tighter and tighter in my center until I was ready to explode. When Cormac reached around me with one hand to pinch a nipple tightly, the pain sent me hurtling out into space, screaming my pleasure as my climax ripped through me, intensifying as they slammed in and out of me, each of them finishing inside of me, until I was a sticky, dripping mess of satisfaction.
Rian cupped my face in his hand as my arms trembled, pushing the stream of cum that dripped down out of my mouth back into me. “Swallow again, love,” he commanded. I did, licking my lips and reveling in the salty taste, the sense of being utterly full of these dangerous men who satisfied me so completely.
Cormac drew me down to him as Liam pulled out. I heard water running in the bathroom, and a few seconds later, one of them wiped between my thighs with a warm towel.
Utterly replete and incapable of putting a coherent thought together, I let them maneuver and position me in the bed until I lay snuggled between Rian and Liam.
Cormac bent over Liam and kissed my forehead. “I’m going to lock up. I’ll be back in a minute, my loves.”
I didn’t know what the next day would bring, but for the first time in weeks, I was excited to see what waited for me, what waited forus, when we woke up.
“I’ve spentthe last three days trying to get her to eat her damn vegetables, and the first thing you do is order junk food for breakfast?”
Cormac leaned against the doorframe, staring into the kitchen. The strip of deep brown abs between his T-shirt and his sweats drew my eye, and he winked at me when he noticed the direction of my gaze.
Liam shrugged, grinning, as he sliced into the waffle and fried chicken in front of us then held a forkful to my mouth. “She says she’s been on her knees for every meal since you arrived. I figured she could use a change, just for breakfast.”
My eyes flicked to Cormac’s, unsure of whether I’d violated the unspoken contract we had between us—my submission in return for his care—by sitting here on the barstool, eating with Rian and Liam.
I needn’t have worried.
Cormac kissed the top of my head as he walked past with bare feet. “I don’t know very many people who live that lifestyle twenty four-seven, or that either of us would want to. Why don’t we just take it day by day until we figure out what works for us in the long term? We should have a conversation about hard and soft limits at some point, too.”
“In the meantime, take a look at these.” Rian slid a folder across the kitchen island. I flipped through it, my eyes raising at the photos within. It was office space, sun drenched and modern. The plans followed, with conference rooms, a server room, studio space, and a corner office with my name on it.
I looked up at him, only to find his blue eyes watching me, a hint of uncertainty in them. “What is this?”
“Your East Coast office, if you want it. It’s two entire floors of our building.” He wouldn’t meet my eyes, as if worried I wouldn’t accept. God, they’d spent the last two weeks rearranging their entire lives so they could keep me safe, to make a space for me to fit into them, and he worried I wasn’t going to say yes?
I leaned toward Rian and drew his face to mine, meeting his syrupy sticky lips with my own. “Fucking yes, I want it. I’m coming back with you on Monday.”
He leaned his forehead against mine. “We’re really gonna do this.”
I grinned. “Yeah, yeah, we are.”
“We’re going to be unstoppable together, you know that?” Liam grinned.
“Damn straight.” I tilted my mouth back to Rian’s and stole another quick and sticky kiss before dragging Cormac and Liam over for the same.
Thank God, I picked up the phone when Sofia called asking me for help.
EPILOGUE
RIAN
Istared as Ginevra walked up the aisle on her father’s arm. She wore a short-sleeved wedding gown of cream, shot through with gold. Her skin glowed in the afternoon light. Step by step, she walked over the white petals one of her cousins had strewn in the grass of her family’s backyard. Our girl was so fucking gorgeous. Once again, I marveled at how lucky we were that she’d agreed to swap places with her sister.
Ginevra and Patti had compromised on the commitment ceremony. In every aspect except for the officiant, the location, and the utter lack of mass, it resembled a traditional Catholic wedding. Nobody blinked an eye at our unusual arrangement, possibly because they’d had six months of exhausting back-and-forth flights to get used to the idea. So close to New York, Ginevra hadn’t had any problems finding talent on this side of the country, and had opened up her East Coast HQ just two months ago.
Cormac nudged me, amusement in his eyes. “Pick your jaw up off the ground.”