My Cup of Tea

by Alice Wilde

  I scream and hide my face in my hands. We’re not even ten minutes in and I’m already terrified.

  Dan turns me toward him so that my face is nestled in his chest.

  I’ll never understand how you can feel so scared but so safe at the same time. A hand rubs my back and I peek out to see Fitz comforting me. But it’s more than comforting. It’s…arousing. The same burning heat from when he touched me this morning spreads through me as he touches me now, making my whole body so hot I want to start stripping my clothes off then and there. I sit up away from Dan and fan myself with my hand, but then I miss the feel of his body against me.

  I feel hands on my bare toes and look down to see Liam massaging my feet. At first, it’s relaxing. But then he puts pressure on a spot just in the middle of the ball of my foot and I moan instinctually. I clap my hand over my mouth in embarrassment, but Liam chuckles.

  “Don’t apologize,” he says. “That just means I’m doing it right.”

  Fitz then follows by rubbing my shoulders. I’m tense, and seems to sense that instinctually.

  “Just relax,” he says. “Let us take care of you.”

  “A…all of you?” I say, melting to their touch but still unsure about this whole thing. I mean, what guy would really be comfortable sharing? Sure, I know some people are into ménage sex. But three guys all sharing one woman? This can’t be real…can it?

  “If that’s what you want,” Liam says, kissing the tip of each of my toes. “I’m cool with that. As long as you’re my woman, you can be their woman too. I’m not the jealous type.”

  “I’m not either,” Fitz says, his massage running down my chest to my breasts. He cups each one and I gasp, feeling myself get wet between the thighs. Oh damn. Isn’t this every woman’s fantasy? Why am I overthinking this? After my shit day, don’t I deserve this? Don’t I deserve everything? If three hot guys want to fuck my brains out, why would I ever say no?

  But then I notice that Dan hasn’t said anything. Dan has been the most possessive of me this whole time and seems to be the jealous type. He was the one I agreed to go out with in the first place. I can totally understand why he’d be a bit put off by the other guys.

  “Hey,” I say. “Can we slow down a little?” Fitz moves back to my shoulders and Liam returns to massaging my feet but without pressing on the erogenous points. I turn to Dan. “Are you okay?” I ask him.

  He sighs and shakes his head.

  “Sorry,” he says. “I was…just getting so turned on watching them touch you I forgot that I should be pleasuring you, too.”

  “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” I say. “We all have our kinks, and we should all be enjoying ourselves, right?”

  “Oh, you bet, doll,” he says as he takes my head in his hand and kisses me. He gets up on his knees and unbuckles his belt. I expect him to push me back and take me, but he doesn’t. I glance down and see that he has his cock in his hand and be is pleasuring himself. Oh god, that’s so fucking hot. He pulls away from me. “Go on,” he says, and I know he means that I should keep letting Fitz and Liam fondle me.

  “Where were we?” I ask Fitz, and he kisses me from his place on the couch Spiderman-style and rubs my chest and breasts again as Liam takes my big toe in his mouth and gives it a hard suck.

  At this point, I’m so wet and hot, if someone doesn’t stick a dick in me I’m going to come without them.

  Liam must read my mind because at that point, he grabs my leg and pulls me flat on my back. He tugs my shirt up, kissing my belly, my ribs, and then each breast, flicking the nipples with his tongue. I moan and pant. He pulls my shorts and panties down and tosses them aside.

  I’m now totally exposed to these three men I’ve only just met—and I feel sexy, powerful, and beautiful. I sit up on my knees and reach behind Liam’s head, pulling the hair tie out and letting his long black hair flow free. I run my fingers through it and straddle him as we kiss. I sit on his lap and buck my hips over his hard cock that is still hidden in his pants, but the roughness of the material is so erotic against my clit I nearly orgasm anyway.

  Liam nudges me away and takes his clothes off. I take a moment to admire his beautiful tribal tattoos. An eagle. A fox. Decorative patterns. I’ll ask him later what they all mean to him. But right now, I just need that dick.

  Liam pushes me to the ground and spreads my legs. He enters me without teasing, and I feel him slide his entire length into me in one thrust. I moan out loud and don’t hold back. The way he is filling me is just what I needed. I look at Dan and see that he is still stroking himself, but slowly. He seems to be loving what he’s seeing, but he’s saving his orgasm for me. I look at Fitz and see he is already naked, just chomping at the bit waiting for his turn.

  I lean back and let Liam take me. He thrusts in and out, and I rock my hips to match the rhythm. Suddenly, Liam jerks and groans, and I feel the heat of his release filling me. The sex was pleasurable for me, but I’m a little disappointed that I didn’t come too. Still, I don’t want to disappoint him, so I moan and screech and act like I got off.

  Liam has barely pulled out of me when Fitz practically pushes him out of the way, ready for his turn.

  “Ready for a ride?” he asks, and if it had been anyone else, I would have laughed at the awkward phrasing. But with the steamy look in his eyes, like hot chai, I’m juiced up and ready to try again. He kisses me and pulls me up to him, then he leans back. I straddle him and rub my pussy over his dick, lubing him up with my wetness and quickly rousing him.

  I lean forward as I rock back and forth, my nipples rubbing against his chest, and I exhale slowly to keep myself from coming too soon. His dick reaches its full hardness and I slide down onto it, moaning as I do. Then I buck my hips back and forth, feeling my clit rub the base of his dick as his shaft hits at my g-spot inside.

  I’m nearly there. Rocking back and forth. Faster and faster. Oh, fuck yesssss! So close!

  He grunts and then comes in me and he slows down.

  “Oh, fuck me!” I scream. I know Fitz is pleased and that he thinks I got off too, but I’m really screaming in frustration. I was sooooo close and then lost it at the last possible moment.

  “Got energy for one more?” Dan asks, giving me a half-cocked grin.

  I look down at his dick, still fully aroused, and nod. This guy has stamina.

  I climb off of Fitz and go to Dan. He takes my face in his hands and kisses me sweetly. Then he turns me around and positions me on all fours. He nudges my knees apart with his and I feel his dick exploring my pussy. He sticks in just the head, and then he pulls out. Then just the head again, and he pulls back out. Then he goes a little deeper before pulling back out again. I moan every time, feeling the orgasm building with each tease. I turn my head to try and look at him, but he wraps his hand in my hair and forces me to look forward. I see Liam and Fitz in front of me, both spent, both relaxing, both enjoying watching another man get me off.

  I’m getting off!

  Oh God! Dan is pounding into me deep, over and over, stabbing at my g-spot. And I’m watching Liam and Fitz, knowing they got off in me too. All their cum, mingling together. My men. My lovers. My fuck-boys.

  I scream out as Dan shudders, our orgasms releasing at the same time.

  I collapse on the covers as Dan pulls out and lays down beside me. I then realize it wasn’t that Dan got me off while Liam and Fitz couldn’t—it’s that I needed all of them to get me off together. I couldn’t pick just one man if I wanted to.

  I need them all.

  “Well, I’m ready for a shower,” Liam says, standing up. Then he looks back at the three of us. “You all coming?”

  We all laugh and jump up, racing for the bathroom. Liam climbs in, followed by Fitz, then me, and finally Dan. We barely fit in the shower together, but all of our naked bodies together is so sexy I think I’m ready for another round.

  Liam fumbles for the faucet and turns the water on, spraying us with blast of ice, cold water. T
he guys all scream in shock.

  “Oh!” I say, remembering that I never did pay the gas bill. “Sorry, guys. I forgot there was no hot water.”

  “Oh, man,” Fits groans. “I’m shrinking!”

  “I guess I’ll have to find another way to heat you up,” I say, grabbing his limp dick in my hand but feeling it already coming back to life.

  He laughs and we kiss and fondle each other’s bodies until we forget about the cold water and steam fogs our vision.

  Fitz returns from the other room with a steaming mug of chamomile tea, placing it on the nightstand before getting into bed next to me. Dan finishes reading the last line of the RH book aloud that we had all picked out together.

  “There’s no way that was the end. Seriously? There better be a second book,” Liam groans from the foot of the bed. I’ll never understand why he prefers to sleep at our feet, but I’m still glad we all agreed to chip in for a bigger bed.

  I sigh contentedly as Dan hands the e-reader over to me— I know he’d prefer a physical copy but we were already over our monthly book budget— and tap the link to add a review.

  5-stars.

  This is just my cup of tea.

  The End

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  Three trapped shifters. A princess destined to rule. One man standing in her way.

  The king is dying, and I’ve been tasked with saving the kingdom. But, I'm not sure I want to.

  My name is Annalise, and I am the sole heir to the kingdom. Problem is, women aren’t allowed to rule. Thanks to an outdated decree my father has refused to amend, he’s promised my hand in marriage to a man I’ve only just heard of, without my consent.

  The whole court seems to be under the spell of my betrothed, and I’m the only one who can see through his outward beauty to the evil within. Now, I only have a few weeks to find a way out, or end up married to the brute. I have no idea how I’ll do it… until I meet them.

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  HER BETROTHAL is a full-length slow-burn reverse-harem fantasy novel and the first in the Royal Shifters series.

  About the Author

  Alice Wilde grew up with a love of reading and spent her teens writing and submitting her essays as fantasy stories, much to the annoyance, but often high marks, of her teachers. Now, she spends much of her days writing historical fantasy paranormal romances (filled with gorgeous men and, of course, magic) that she hopes will spark a flame in readers as much as they do in herself.

  Alice is currently living with her cat in a bustling city she never sees much of, as she's too busy dreaming up, writing down, and living in her next paranormal RH romance, though she generally finds enough time for a real-life date or two... We all need a bit of inspiration now and again, right?

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