I’m in the air and pinned under Rush before I have the chance to acknowledge the change.
I gasp in surprise and look down my body as he poises the head of his cock at my entrance. He smears his brother’s hot dripping milk over the head of his cock and then plunges in. Before me is a man possessed with a need to claim. He drives in, pulls out and I have no control over what happens next. My body is his. Theirs. And it’s letting me know.
Muscles deep inside me grip and glove his swollen shaft to the point I can feel every bulging vein. Strong hands hold either of my legs wide open so their brother can fuck me hard and deep.
I clutch the velvet beneath me, grabbing for anything to hold myself against his powerful thrusts. My eyes hold his and together we race toward another orgasm.
Smoldering green eyes meet mine.
Gage tilts my head toward him with a finger beneath my chin. He claims my mouth and I fall into the taste of cinnamon on his tongue.
Warm lips find my aching and swollen clit. I gasp into Gage’s mouth on the first tug and then I’m soaring.
I drive my fingers into Aziel’s hair and pull but his unrelenting mouth only sucks my nub with more vigor as his friend plunges into my slick, dripping-wet pussy one final time.
Hot cum splashes against the walls of my womb and I wrap my legs around him, anchoring us together. All three men touch, caress and kiss me until I can find my senses enough to open my eyes.
“You are truly perfect in every way for us.” I don’t know who says it. All three or just one? Does it matter? The words are from the heart and felt deeply.
Lights dim and I’m being pulled into someone’s arms. Gage’s, I notice when I tuck into his strong arms. He holds me tighter when I wrap my arms around his neck and sigh.
His low rumble of laughter reaches into my soul like a hug.
Wait.
I look back over Aziel’s shoulder coming up behind us.
“What is it, beautiful?”
I shake my head. How do I go about saying I asked my cousin to come for moral support? Err. yeah, that might be awkward.
“A friend. She is here tonight. I hope she can find bliss with the three men I know who would be perfect for her.”
Rush flanks Aziel and Gage. He brushes my hair to the side and taps the end of my nose. “Like you?”
“I wish. To have this as my forever? Men seeking my happiness. Pleasuring me. Caring for me and treating me like I am their dream come true? Where do I sign up? Honestly, I know this is a fleeting kind of thing so only in my dreams, right?” I rest my head on Gage's shoulder, but I don’t miss the visual exchange between the men. My words have hit home. For the good or the bad, is yet to be seen.
They walk us behind the curtain and head straight for the private showers. Each of them takes a body part. Hair, body and everything inbetween. I just stand there. When I go to take the soap and return the favor Gage takes my hands in his.
“Right now, this is about you.” He turns me slowly in the large shower built for exactly what we are doing. Sharing. I lean into Rush’s open arms and slowly spread my legs when Aziel taps the inside of my thighs.
His touch is gentle and caring. I sigh and just let the heat of the water and Rush’s nearness sink into my bones. And possibly my soul, if I want to be honest with myself.
Finished, they take turns toweling me off and make sure there is not a part of my body they haven’t given one hundred percent devotion to.
“Come home with us tonight.” Rush’s voice comes out strained. I hold onto him a moment longer before stepping back and looking into his eyes. I put my hands on his shoulders.
“Home?”
“You shouldn’t be alone and I don’t think I can take my hands off you if I tried.”
His words tear through me, and in their wake, I am left with a seed of hope.
I latch onto the bottom of my lip and bite on it before saying, “I can’t.” I didn’t exactly plan this whole sex club routine out. Until I can come up with an excuse to not show up at Club Genesis every night like clockwork, my brother will start asking questions. I’m not ready for him to know what I’m up to.
I drop my gaze to my neatly folded clothes. “Same time tomorrow night?”
Three sets of piercing eyes track my movements. They prowl across the dressing room and pull on gray sweats and T-shirts. The temperature in the room turns from sweltering to frigid. It’s tempting to call in and say I’m heading out of town to visit a cousin or friend. Ha! Yeah, right. My overprotective brother will know something is up. I’ve never spent a day at anyone’s house but my own. I’ll have Santi and Cassius on my ass faster than my security detail. Whom I managed to leave behind once again.