My lips pop open, my eyes widen, and Iexplode.
"Fuck yes," he hisses, fucking me through my orgasm. He ignores the way my nails dig into his arm, never once letting up on the way his fingers slide across my clit. It Isn't until I shudder from oversensitivity that he pulls it away.
"Goddamnthat was hot," I hear said in a breathless voice. It doesn't come from behind me, and when I open my eyes and find Max staring at us with a tight jaw and a hungry gaze, I realize I momentarily forgot about the third in our party.
He doesn't seem to mind, though. He simply stands at the end of the bed, slowly stroking himself, and waits to be tagged back in.
Which Aiden immediately does.
Gently pulling out of me, he nudges me in Max's direction. "Go on. I'm sure Max is dying to fuck you after that."
The look on Max’s face clearly confirms that thought. I shakily straighten up on my knees, but he immediately reaches out a hand to help stabilize me. I grip the offered hand with a grateful smile.
I don't notice Aiden toss him a condom, but I see Max catch it before gently tugging me toward him.
He takes my spot in the center of the bed, stretching out on his back and positioning me to straddle his hips. I can't stop myself from reaching for his rock-hard, spit-slicked cock any more than I can stop the bolt of arousal that runs through me at the sudden thought that I'm about to have not one, buttwomen inside me.
That arousal ratchets when Max tears the packet with his teeth in his desperation to get it on. If I ever forgot the level of alpha in this room, that move would single-handedly be a reminder.
He rolls it on in a single, practiced move, and then he's reaching for my hips to pull me over him.
"I could barely get two fingers into you earlier, you think you're going to be able to take my cock?" he asks in a persona I've only ever seen glimpses of.
It's the kind that makes a shiver run down a girl’s spine right before she starts crawling.
"I'll take both of you and beg for more," I manage to counter, leaning forward so my hands rest on his chest. My fingers automatically flex on the marbled muscle.
He lets out a smug chuckle and positions me over him. I can tell he wants nothing more than to punish my bratty response by fucking up into me, but because I'm not his girl and he doesn't know me, he puts me in control instead. He lets me lower myself onto his length, visibly struggling with the sensation.
"Fuck, you feel good," he eventually grits out, his grip on my hips tightening.
“Then again, maybe I’m not the one that’s about to start begging,” I tease, but my voice doesn't have its usual edge, because being filled with Max's big dick has made me sound a little breathless.
Max must regain some of his control because he huffs a rough laugh at that. He lifts me up slightly, just enough that he can start slowly thrusting into me. "Let's return to this conversation in about five minutes once Aiden and I have fucked a few orgasms out of you."
Aiden chooses that moment to reappear. I feel the heat of his body press against my back, and his hand slide around my neck to the front of my throat. He tips my head back until it's resting on his shoulder.
"How many do you think we can get out of her?" he muses in a silk voice, tracing my pulse with his thumb. "Or better yet, how many until she's limp and babbling nonsense?"
An arrogant grin slices across Max's face, even as he continues his lazy thrusts up into me. "That's not going to take much."
"Fuck you both," I try to snap back, but I'm already too drunk on pleasure to sound convincing.
"That's the goal," Aiden chuckles, pressing his hips against my lower back and making a shiver run through me at the promise of him joining in. "Are you ready?"
"Fuck, yes," I respond, and this time I'm definitely breathless.
Still, Aiden's touch is slow and teasing as his opposite hand drifts down my spine. My breath catches when he nears my ass—and rightfully so, because he doesn't stop when he reaches it. He simply swipes his fingers between my cheeks until he can start to circle the area right above where his best friend is currently fucking me.
"God, you're going to be so tight with us both in here," he says in an awed voice. He continues to play with me for a moment, completely ignoring my annoyed growl, but then I feel his fingers removed and hear the sound of a cap snapping open. Only a second later, he's back and stretching me open with his lubed up fingers again, slipping one and then two fingers easily inside me.
"Dude, hurry up," Max growls, his thrusts snapping a little harder with his impatience. "You can fuck her ass anytime. I'm dying here."
I let out a breathy laugh, digging my nails into his chest as I lean farther forward and arch my hips harder into Aiden's touch. I have to take a deep breath before I can say, “Normally I would tease you for that, but I'm kind of feeling the same way right now."
Aiden’s fingers pause in their movements. “If she’s able to form full sentences, clearly we’re not doing our jobs right.”
Honestly, I’m buzzing with too much impatience, with too many sensations, to even respond to that. I can only wiggle my ass in his direction. And when nothing changes, I let out a whine. "Aiden."