“I feel like I can still feel you inside me,” I said, lying down with my head in his lap. “But not. It’s kind of a reminder, of where you were and what it felt like.”
“Oh.” His worried expression gave way to a supremely male one, his smirk the loveliest thing right now. “So you’re not hurting?”
“Only for more,” I said, rubbing my head against his groin.
“Don’t do that, or we are not watching this movie,” he growled.
“Mm…” I stretched, feeling the cloth of my robe scratching against nipples. “Tell me again why that’s a bad idea?”
“Getting a little toey, love?” Aidan asked, walking over and stroking my hair from my face. “This heat is hitting you hard.”
“So why are you grinning?”
“Because it's hitting me hard too. Kade sounded like he was having a ball at Mum’s. You know he probably hasn’t slept yet. Rexy and his crew get a little nuts when there’s a lot of sugar. But having the freedom to do this…”
Peter chuckled as I began to wriggle, Aidan sliding his hand up my thigh.
“Aidan!” I hissed, looking meaningfully to where Noah sat on the floor, his eyes following every move the man made.
“What? You’ve got that plug buzzing in his arse, making him feel like he’s just about to come. The time for shyness is probably over. I’ll stop if you want.” He watched my back arch as his fingers slipped through my sodden folds. I hadn’t showered yet, so I was drenched. “But why don’t we give Noah a little show? You won’t touch her unless she says so, right, mate?”
He moved in one flowing motion, perching his butt on the coffee table, elbows on his knees as he watched me.
“Never, Flick. Not unless invited. We all know the drill, but…” His eyes slid down at the sound of Aidan working his finger in and out of me. He couldn’t seem to decide where to look, his eyes flicking back and forth from what Aidan’s hand was doing and my reactions.
“Are you…? Are you gonna touch her breasts?” he asked Peter.
“Whaddya reckon, love?” Peter asked me, sliding his hand inside my robe when I gave him a short nod. “Nice, huh?” he asked Noah when he heard the other man groan. “Aren’t many women in Sanctuary as blessed as Flick. Sensitive too, aren’t you?”
I didn’t reply, I didn’t need to, the whole tableau falling away as I got closer and closer. Peter was gentler in his caresses, the night’s antics leaving me a little tender, but electric shocks of pleasure shot out with each pass of his hand. Coupled with this was Aidan’s thumb, brushing up against my clit, forcing the hood back and forth as his fingers shoved in.
“Fuck, she’s beautiful.”
Noah’s reverent tone made my eyes flick open.
“You look like a goddess.” His eyes seemed dragged back to my body. “Look at you stretching around Aidan’s fingers. Are they curling up?” I gave a quick nod as Aidan did just that and let out the moan I’d been biting back. “How do you keep your hands off her? I’d be fighting the urge to pull her onto my lap—”
“What, like this?”
I cried out when those delicious fingers were pulled from me and Aidan hauled me on top of him.
“You wanna show him how it’s done? Give him a demonstration to play over and over when he’s pulling his cock at night?” Aidan asked me, and I felt a thrill that my gentle eyed lover had somehow turned hard and smirking for the moment. I felt the robe fall away, revealing my back as I kissed him, reaching down to free him from his shorts. “Yess…” he hissed while I stroked him a few times. “But not like this.” He spun me around, my now basically naked body on display in the harsh morning light, but as Noah slipped to his knees, pushing his shorts down, hand going to his cock, I could see he didn’t give a rat’s arse for my stretch marks and wobbly bits. When he looked up at me, he did so like I was a goddess, his eyes shining and brows knitting, as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Then Aidan lined me up and speared inside me.
“Oh fuck…” I groaned, then began to move. He felt so good going in, stretching me open and rubbing against everything I needed. I had to bounce up and down to keep repeating the experience.
“Not long,” I said between pants.
“Thank fuck. I’ve been wanting to explode since Peter started fingering you under the dining table. That’s it, darlin’, ride my cock and take what you need.”
So I did, loose limbed and fluid as I moved over him, and felt him swell inside me as the pleasure built. His hand snuck around and stroked my clit, but it was almost superfluous. My eyes flicked open to find Noah leaning as close as he dared, his fist around his cock, matching me stroke for stroke. His expression mimicked mine, of the most beautiful pain, as Aidan and I came apart.
“Fuck, Flick,” Aidan said, jamming me down tight as we came, my cunt milking every damn spurt of cum out of him as I flopped back against him, my body thrumming with spent pleasure.
“Flick?”
I opened my eye a crack to see Peter kneeling beside me, cock in
hand. As natural as breathing, I slid off Aidan, a gush of fluid painting my thighs as I took him in my mouth.