“God, you like doing this, don’t you?” she groaned.
Reese nodded and she whimpered, thrusting her fingers into his hair.
More shivers worked their way up her spine. Her toes curled into the bedding and her back arched tight as the pleasure coiled tighter.
“Please,” she gasped, “put something in me.” She laughed when Reese immediately obeyed. “Something bigger and harder and longer than your tongue,” she added.
Reese nipped at her clit and her breath left her body, the rush of sensation sending her soaring. Before she could come back down to earth, he thrust two fingers into her and she sailed higher.
But didn’t quite crest. Fuck, she was close. So fucking close.
Reese jolted and she pried her eyes open to find David draped over his back, slipping his fingers into his own mouth. Reese gasped against her and thrust his ass up against David. Mati wished she could see David’s cock slipping between Reese’s thighs or along his ass.
David dragged his fingers from his mouth and she had to squeeze her eyes shut, focusing on Reese’s tongue flicking and his fingers thrusting. More fingers trailed through her slick and circled Reese’s knuckles where they pumped in and out of her body. She spread her legs wider, resting a foot on Reese’s shoulder and opening herself to them.
David slid his fingers down and pressed the tip of one up against the entrance to her ass.
“Yes,” she gasped. “Please.”
David’s finger slipped in easily and a whole new set of nerve endings sprang to life. He thrust once, and waves of sensation curled up her back as she strained for release.
“More,” she cried, digging the back of her head into the bed.
A second finger nudged against her rim as Reese sucked her clit hard between his lips.
Her back arched off the bed. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”
They didn’t, fucking her with their fingers while Reese sucked her clit to the point of the good kind of pain.
She shattered, her voice raw with a shout of ecstasy and her body locked tight, shaking through the waves of pleasure. Reese and David didn’t stop, dragging her orgasm out until she ached.
When the last swell subsided, she collapsed.
David and Reese eased back carefully, leaving her to float a foot above the covers.
They looked unbearably smug, but they had every right. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt so sated. She wasn’t sure she ever had.
This was what she’d always wanted. Needed. The very thing her family would be horrified by, the same desires their church had long attempted to shame her for, the kind of bone-rattling sex countless men had shied away from and only a precious few had ever attempted to give her.
But Reese and David did it without hesitation. Without inhibition. There was no shame. No burden. Her needs were theirs. More than that, Reese seemed to relish her demands, his face warming and body eager. And David, who gave and gave without any indication he had any idea of how generous he was. He practically glowed with satisfaction watching her sprawled on the bed, as if his part in reducing her to a quivering, sated mess fed something inside him, too.
She wanted to feed that need in David. She wanted to coax Reese into trying anything and everything he’d ever wanted to do. Not just in bed, either.
Reese and David made her feel bold and safe and cherished.
Like anything was possible.
Chapter Sixteen
Reese tried not to feel too proud of himself as Mati lay on the bed, limp, her glasses askew.
David wrapped his arms around Reese and hauled him upright. He was delighted to be back in David’s lap, his knees on either side of David’s, their legs bent beneath them. The jangle of nerves had long ago been drowned out by need and he squirmed against David’s cock.
Mati wet her lips and swallowed. “I want to see you,” she said, voice husky.
Reese shivered, his skin electrified under her unwavering gaze. He clamped his hands around David’s thighs beneath his, leaving himself exposed, his cock head shiny and red.
David rocked his hips up, the iron bar of his erection slipping between Reese’s cheeks and rubbing over nerve endings he’d never realized existed, let alone could feel like this.
A pearl of pre-come appeared on the tip of his cock. He dug his fingers into David’s thighs and fought the urge to wipe it away. To cover himself.
“Don’t hide. We want to see,” David said in that low voice that made all the hairs on the back of Reese’s neck stand on end.
Mati rolled onto her hands and knees, her mouth inches from Reese’s cock, and looked up. “Okay?”
Reese nodded, afraid that if he opened his mouth, all that would come out would be a desperate whimper. His every muscle tensed and quivered, as if ready for battle as she bent her head. Nothing could have prepared him for the tight, slick heat of her mouth.
He groaned, low and long, grateful David’s hold stilled his hips as Mati tightened her lips and circled the base of his shaft with her hand. His head spun, barely able to process the ecstasy of her tongue sliding over him, around him. She hummed, as if pleased by the taste.
He panted helplessly, clutching David’s thighs. David slid his knees wider, spreading Reese’s legs in the process. Exposing him utterly.
“Fuck, fuck,” Reese gasped, his thigh muscles trembling.
Mati bobbed faster, sucking on every withdrawal, her tongue rubbing the vein along the underside of his shaft as she plunged. She twisted her hand over the bottom half of his cock, chasing her own mouth up and down.
“God, does that feel as good as it looks?” David asked hoarsely.
“Yes. Yes, fuck, yes,” Reese babbled.
Mati pulled back and gave him a bright, open-mouthed smile while she tormented his leaking slit with her tongue. Reese couldn’t tear his eyes away.
David’s big hand slipped down and cupped Reese’s balls.
Reese cried out, and a blurt of pre-come landed on Mati’s lips.
She whisked it away with her tongue.
“I’m close. Fuck, I’m so close,” he gasped, hoping David would take firmer hold of his sac and give it a tug. It was on the tip of his tongue to ask when David’s hand slipped back and a finger stroked over Reese’s perineum.
Reese’s heart stuttered in his chest, the muscles in his legs and ass quivering.
David pressed two fingers up against the seam of skin. Reese couldn’t contain the sound punched out of his chest, or the stream of fluid that slid onto Mati’s tongue. David did it again, and Reese was swamped with pleasure, his head floating with it.
“G-god, what is that? Why does that feel so good?”
Mati’s hand slid over his slick length, wringing more pleasure from him. “He’s leaking like crazy.”
“I think we’re a bad influence,” David said conversationally, as if he wasn’t in the process of taking Reese apart with the push of his fingers.
Bolts of arousal racked Reese. David pressed again, and Reese’s chin dropped to his chest, muscles going lax with the onslaught of endorphins and bliss.
“Good influence,” he gasped.
Mati grinned and stroked his cock, her grip tight. “I hope so.”
Reese whimpered. David rubbed a broad palm across Reese’s belly, soothing him and helping him uncurl until he was draped over David, weak with pleasure. David pressed again and Reese arched against him, rubbing against David’s hard cock and letting his head fall back onto David’s shoulder.
“Jesus Christ, look at him,” Mati whispered.
Reese could barely imagine what they saw. He wasn’t hiding anything—his body and every reaction on display. And that felt…fine. It felt good. It should have freaked him out, he thought vaguely, but David and Mati had shoved that and every other thought from his brain.
Mati stroked his cock while David pressed his fingers up again and again, and Reese choked on the air locked in his throat. His brain was awash, unable to focus on anyth
ing but where their hands touched him. His balls were drawn up tight and full beneath his cock, and he was producing a near-constant dribble of pre-come.
Mati caught it with her tongue and drew Reese back into her mouth, her hand still moving, twisting. She sucked hard, as if searching for more.
He’d never felt desire like this in his life. Need. He’d thought he’d understood both, and how his own body worked, but he barely recognized the ball of fire forming at the base of his spine, the tension pulling on his muscles and curling his toes. It wasn’t until it was almost on top of him, bearing down inevitably, that he realized what it was.
“Fuck, fuck, Mati, sweetheart, I’m going to come,” Reese said frantically, trying to be gentle as he clumsily pushed her away.
Or tried to. She didn’t move, her grip tight, her tongue flicking back and forth under the divot as David dug his fingers into that magic fucking spot.
Reese’s mouth dropped open, silently screaming as his orgasm crashed over him and he lost control of his body. David’s fingers worked in time with each contraction rippling through his belly, head, and balls, drawing them out. Making them…more, somehow. It was overwhelming and perfect and fucking endless. God fucking help him, Reese kept coming.
Mati pulled her mouth away and Reese pried his eyes open to see another pulse of fluid smearing over her skin and his. One final press of David’s fingers tore a helpless sound from Reese, and he trembled all over, spent.
The only reason Reese didn’t slither to the bed in a puddle was the strong arm around his waist.
David held Reese and waited for him to regain his senses. He kept a hand clamped on Reese’s inner thigh and idly ran the tip of his thumb over Reese’s perineum.
He’d had lovers who’d enjoyed themselves quite thoroughly, but this was something else.
“What did you do to me?” Reese asked, his voice hoarse.
David chuckled and nuzzled Reese’s jaw. “You okay?”
Reese nodded weakly, shifting in David’s lap. David winced. He’d been hard for so long he ached, but he wasn’t going to do anything about it until he was sure Reese was steady. It wasn’t going to be a long wait, if the way Reese’s hands trailed over his thighs, or the look in Mati’s eyes, was anything to go by.
He laid a hand on Reese’s stomach to still him and preserve his own sanity.
Mati’s eyes trailed over them both, clearly enjoying the view until her eyes widened at the midway point. “Uh…Reese?”
David and Reese peered down at whatever had captured Mati’s attention.
Holy shit. Reese was still mostly hard.
David was impressed.
Reese appeared to be confused. “Huh.”
David pushed his thumb up against Reese’s perineum again.
Reese’s cock jumped and filled out. David’s own cock ached in sympathy. Mati slipped her hand between her legs.
“Think you can come again?” David asked as he continued to stimulate Reese with his thumb.
“Yes,” Mati said.
David laughed. “I was asking Reese.”
Mati grinned.
Reese’s smile slid off his face as he stared down at his own dick like he’d never seen it before.
“I don’t—” He bit his lip and ran his hand along his shaft, shuddering and curling in on himself. “God...” he groaned. “Maybe? Yes. I think maybe yes. I need a minute to—”
David pressed up with his thumb. Reese hissed, pressing back.
“Get your shit together?” Mati suggested.
“I was going to say regroup,” Reese gasped.
Mati grinned and reached for him. “I like it better when you swear. Come here.”
Reese carefully eased onto his knees, taking his weight off David’s lap. David ground the heel of his palm against his cock, cursing when it made it worse, not better. He felt like he’d been turned on for days.
He jumped when Reese touched his shoulder, all the air leaving his lungs in a rush when Reese’s long, cool fingers curled around his shaft.
Reese looked amazing, his hair a mess and cheeks glowing. He tugged on David’s cock, and David knew he wasn’t going to last, his balls drawing up and his spine going tight.
“What do you want?” he asked hoarsely.
“No, what do you want?” Reese countered.
David groaned. “At this point, you could probably get me to come just by looking at me the right way,” he admitted. “You, however, are going to take more work, I bet.” He ran his hand along Reese’s cock and felt it grow harder against his palm.
Reese squirmed and curled his long fingers around David’s wrist. “God,” he gasped, “not as much as you’d think.”
Mati pressed up against David’s side, smiling up at him. “How about you fuck me?”
David’s heart did something that couldn’t possibly be healthy. “Yeah?”
Mati curled her hand around his aching erection. “Yes.”
David gave himself a stern internal lecture about keeping his head screwed on straight as he batted their hands away and started crawling to the side of the bed. “Condom,” he said, incapable of forming a complete sentence at this point. He opened his bedside table and eyed the lube but left it for now.
He turned back to Reese and Mati, leaning against one another—gorgeous, naked, and totally focused on him.
It had been a long time since David had been intimidated about being in bed with someone. His chest ached with how strong the pull was to join them. To touch them and tease them and make them laugh and ache and sigh.
He loved how bold Mati was, asking for what she wanted and telling them every dirty thought that floated through her head. And Reese, with his endearing mixture of curiosity and innocence, while still eager to try anything. They filled something in David he hadn’t realized was empty. He hadn’t thought of himself as lonely, but with Reese and Mati here, in his house and his bed, he knew what to call that ache, that lump in his chest he’d carried for the last few years.
It was gone now, and however temporary that would be, he wanted to enjoy it. It was going to hurt like a son of a bitch when it came back, but rather than protecting himself and running in the other direction, he was crawling toward them, cupping his hand around the back of Mati’s head and drawing her in for a kiss as he wrapped his other arm around Reese’s waist, holding him close. He moaned when Reese pressed little kisses and bites down the side of his neck.
He clung to them, trying to settle his rioting thoughts and body, but the need was too great. He would do everything while he could. He would take every opportunity to be in them and have them in him. To make them pant, writhe, cling, and come.
He ripped open the condom and noticed Reese watching him avidly. “You want to do it?”
Reese nodded and took the condom from David. His long fingers deftly rolled the latex down David’s shaft, sending sparks flying. David’s skin felt like a live wire.
Reese curled his hand around the base of David’s cock. “Can I try something?”
“Sure,” David said, his voice cracking. There was at least a twenty percent chance whatever Reese did would kill him, but David didn’t give a fuck. He wanted it all.
Reese slowly bent his head and kissed the tip of David’s cock. David locked down every muscle in his lower body to keep himself from moving. Or coming.
Fuck.
Mati looked sorry for him even as laughter danced in her eyes. She ran a hand down Reese’s back, but he wasn’t so easily distracted.
“Skin tastes better than latex,” she offered.
Reese didn’t seem to mind. He sucked the head into his mouth and David whimpered. The latex layer was the only reason he hadn’t blown all over Reese’s face from the first touch, let alone when Reese’s tongue slid over him.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Reese was going to kill him. His hands shook as he brushed them over Reese’s shoulders and back.
With a final suck that made David’s eyes cross, his cock slipped from R
eese’s lips. David hauled Reese up into a thorough kiss, grounding himself in the tastes of rubber and Reese, who smiled against David’s lips.
Reese leaned back. “I’m going to do more of that. Soon.”
David nodded stupidly. He couldn’t let his mind travel too far in that direction, or he was doomed.
Mati slid closer, smiling sweetly as she shoved David onto his back and crawled over him. She ran her hands over his shoulders and down his chest. Her thumbs dipped into his navel and stroked down the trail of hair beneath. Her smile confirmed everything he’d ever believed about her ability to take him to pieces.
His heart stuttered when a hand wrapped around his cock, his brain taking a second to make sense of it when Mati’s hands were on his belly.
God, this threesome thing was pretty fucking hot. All these hands and limbs and mouths and…well, it was all far less confusing than he’d thought it would be. He’d always heard they were more work than they were worth, but that was clearly wrong.
Mati shifted and suddenly he was there, the tight warmth of her pussy around the head of his cock. Their kiss broke with a gasp, her neck and shoulders arching, her mouth falling open as she twisted her hips and slowly worked him into the tight clutch of her body.
Their height difference meant they couldn’t kiss, but Reese captured David’s lips instead, stealing what little breath he had left.
David held onto Reese as Mati sank down on his cock and immediately lifted back up. Fuck, she was hot and tight and perfect. He squeezed his eyes shut and thrust his tongue into Reese’s mouth, trying to hold still as Mati’s body adjusted to him.
His spine tingled, his balls drawing up tight. Her breathy gasps sizzled through him, her nails digging into his ribs, her thighs clutching his sides.
“Please start moving,” she pleaded, letting out a breathy gasp when she seated herself fully.
David rocked his hips up and Mati let out a squeak that went right up his back. Reese stopped kissing him, his eyes wide and mouth hanging open. David thrust up again.
“God, David,” Mati moaned. “That’s perfect.”
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