Skye (All In Book 3)
Page 9
An embarrassing squeak slipped out of Skye’s mouth when a pair of Finn’s fingers delved into her, picking up where Cole had left off along her inner walls while his mouth focused solely on her clit. Her hand tightened in his hair. Her toes curled. She fumbled with Cole’s cock, pumping up and down in uneven strokes as he groaned into her mouth. It was too much. Too much to focus on. Too much pleasure. Skye felt like she was about to both burst and fold in on herself, like a star, simultaneously dying and exploding into a thousand pieces of cosmic matter. She wanted to give just as much as she received, but with two men showering her with more affection than she’d ever known, it was downright impossible to keep up.
Determined, she slowed her hand, focusing on the velvety-smooth head of Cole’s cock, savoring the way he twitched beneath her, his mouth lifting from hers as he threw his head back.
“Fuck…”
Skye licked her lips; she loved the sound of vulgarity rolling off his tongue. However, before she could lose herself in it, before she could smear the glistening liquid down to the base of his shaft, Finn found the perfect spot with those two lovely fingers of his. She lurched forward slightly, and her legs would have flailed about if Finn hadn’t kept them thrown over his annoyingly clothed shoulders.
“W-wait,” she whimpered, suddenly too overwhelmed in the moment, too caught up. “Finn, I…”
Cole threaded his fingers through her hair and dragged her back into a kiss just as the levies burst. The floodgates broke, and a tidal wave of a climax washed over her with such force that she saw spots. Skye lost all control, spiraling out as pleasure pounded her body, leaving a trail of heat fluttering down from her cheeks to her navel. Slowly, both men eased away, Cole allowing her to gasp for air and Finn leaving her trembling and drenched in her own arousal, sitting back on his heels.
“Oh my god.” Skye pressed a hand to her forehead, flustered—and bouncing back for more faster than she might have expected. She sat up somewhat, still unsteady, and looked between them. “Okay, I feel like you guys have done this before.”
“You’ve only got a bit of catching up to do,” Cole told her, tracing her blush down her cheeks, to her neck, and then fingering the neckline of her T-shirt. Finn smirked, and when he stood, she caught his very prominent erection straining beneath his dress pants.
“Not to worry,” he said. “We’ll be sure to get you up to speed as soon as possible.”
“Arrogant dicks,” Skye muttered, laughing when the men—her men—exchanged quick looks.
“Oh, you have no idea,” Finn purred, leaning down and helping her to her feet. He slowly turned her so that she faced Cole on the couch, his hands planted squarely on her hips, lips brushing her ear as he said, “Do you want to stop?”
She swallowed hard, her heart skipping a beat and her sex clenching with need. “No.”
“Good.” He lifted her shirt up and over her head, then tossed it aside. “Just what we wanted to hear.”
With her lower lip caught between her teeth, she stood there, waiting, struggling to ignore the heat in Cole’s eyes as he drank in her naked body. Wordlessly, Finn guided her onto the couch, and Cole followed suit, shuffling back to give them more space. On her knees, she accepted a quick, deep, earthshattering kiss from Finn, feeling like putty in his hands, tasting herself on his tongue, before he had her facing Cole again. With a hand on her lower back, Finn eased her downward, and Skye set to work on freeing Cole from his briefs, his cock straining to get back to her. However, before she could lean down and take the silky-smooth head in her mouth, he caught her by the chin and dragged her into another kiss.
Skye moaned as Cole cupped each breast, every swipe of his thumb over her nipple sending a jolt straight to the crux of her thighs. Behind her, she heard Finn dealing with his belt and zipper, and she pulled away from Cole with a soft shudder at what was to come.
They all moved as if by instinct—a first in Skye’s sexual history, but she wasn’t about to complain. Even if Cole and Finn had done this before with another woman, she still didn’t mind. What mattered was that they were there with her now, and that they both cared deeply for her, their feelings mirroring hers with perfect harmony. No wonder this was so easy. With the love there, they couldn’t go wrong.
Well, metaphorically, anyway. There was probably still a learning curve for her to tackle when it came to handling two men, but for the time being, she went on instinct. She didn’t think. She just did.
Slowly, she trailed her tongue along Cole’s solid length, going from top to bottom and back up again to swirl around the tip. He groaned, hands clenching in and out of fists before he threaded one through her hair and rested the other behind his head. Behind her, Finn teased her entrance, first with his fingers, sliding forward to play with her clit just enough to make her squirm, then with the head of his shaft. She moaned as she took Cole in her mouth and arched her hips back, eager, her cheeks warming at the sound of Finn’s dark chuckle.
She was just about halfway down Cole’s cock, adjusting to the size of him, her hand at its base, when Finn gripped her hips and thrust into her. With her mouth full, her sounds were muffled, and she dug the fingertips of her free hand into Cole’s side, eyes clenched shut as Finn filled her. When Finn’s hips bumped into her backside, she risked opening her eyes—only to find Cole watching her with a blazing, heavy-lidded stare, lips slightly parted, utterly transfixed.
At Finn’s murmured inquiry as to how she was doing, Skye merely nodded, sliding up Cole’s cock and gasping for air. Over her shoulder, she caught the bastard grinning, his hands finding their bearings on her hips.
“Good,” he purred before almost pulling out completely and pounding back into her. She whimpered his name, watching him take her steadily, firmly, but never harshly. In total control, he pumped in and out of her, each delicious thrust enticing her body back to the brink again, her senses primed for pleasure.
At a slight tug of her hair from Cole, she returned her attention to his cock, taking him in as much as she could, her fist sliding up and down, their eyes locked together. It was a challenge to maintain her pace, as she found herself getting lost in Finn’s skilled handling of her, but Cole managed to keep her as focused as she could be, his hand in her hair, hips bucking slightly to meet her mouth.
As she edged closer to another life-changing orgasm, her men seemed to share an unspoken conversation over the top of her head. Suddenly, Finn pulled out of her, then hoisted her up and respositioned her so that she was sitting on top of Cole. Four hands worked her body, rearranging, lifting, maneuvering, until Skye was sliding down Cole’s cock, an incoherent jumble of nonsense rushing from her lips. Cole kept still as she let her body adjust to all the changes, her sex tightening around him, pleasure rippling out from her core with every exquisite clench. Finn, meanwhile, cupped her face and brought it to his almost painfully hard shaft, and she engulfed the tip, adding some pressure behind her lips, without a word. He cursed softly, sliding in and out in shallow strokes, half using her fist at his base, half relying on his own tempo to find his pleasure.
When Skye glanced up, she saw the strain in his neck, his flushed face, his gritted teeth. Within moments, he stiffened and spilled himself into her, and she scrambled to swallow every last bit—because that was not dripping onto her couch, thank you very much.
“Sorry,” he murmured, stepping away on unsteady legs when he finished, offering an apologetic smile as he stumbled back to the couch. “I’m usually better at giving a bit of a warning…”
“Skye has that effect on men,” Cole teased, nipping at her neck as he dragged her back against him. “Haven’t you noticed yet?”
“My tutor always said I was a slow learner.”
“Ahh, so that’s what it is—”
“Oh my god.” Skye looked between them, laughing. “Can we not with the witty banter right now?”
Finn slumped back into the couch, chuckling, and ran a hand through his hair before letting out a sigh that could
only be described as wholly content. Ready with a barb of her own about letting her climax wane, she was about to turn back when Cole curled a hand loosely around her neck, pinning her against him, and started to thrust. Hard. Skye cried out, eyes wide before clenching shut, surrendering to the instant bliss of being truly taken by the man she loved.
When his fingers found their way back to her clit, settling in as if coming home, Skye was gone, lost to the pleasure as her second climax hit hard and fast. Warmth bloomed within her core, then radiated out, seeping into every muscle. Unable to kiss Cole as she wanted to, Skye managed to plant a quick nibble on his jaw, and Cole quickened his thrusts, his hand tightening slightly around her throat as his pace stuttered off and he groaned, mouth clamped down on her shoulder.
Panting, they gingerly untwined, Cole’s pulsing cock still buried deep inside Skye as he propped her up and massaged the back of her neck. When she found Finn unabashedly watching, his mouth twisted in that scandalous grin again, all she could do was smile shyly back.
“You’re beautiful when you come,” he told her, words tinted with renewed interest. She swallowed hard when he lifted her chin with the tip of one finger, as if to admiring the hot flush coating her skin.
“And you’re sweaty when you come,” she said after a moment of letting him have his fill, reaching forward, lingering tendrils of pleasure crawling through her from where she and Cole still joined, to wipe at his slightly shiny forehead. “You’re a mess, Finn Rai.”
“Suppose we’d better get me cleaned up then.” He shuffled to the edge of the couch. “Cole… Is that shower of hers big enough for three people?”
“Five, probably.”
“Well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”
“In due time, I suppose.”
“Oh my god, stop,” Skye said, groaning as both of them smirked down at her, a little too pleased with themselves. It couldn’t be good for a man’s ego to appear quite that smug, but before she could say anything to deflate the look on either of them, they were already moving. Cole scooped her up as he stood, and Finn followed them to the bathroom, his dark gaze promising more than Skye suspected she could handle in a single morning.
But she was certainly willing to try.
The End
Or Is It?
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Liz is a Canadian author who grew up in the Middle East. She has a degree in Bioarchaeology from Western University, and when she isn't writing about her own snarky characters, she is ghostwriting romance novels, loitering on social media, or taking care of her many animals.
As a freelance ghostwriter, she has written over a dozen books ranging from romance to horror, full-length to novella-sized. A handful are currently on the market, and she stalks their "authors" with fiendish delight. She loves writing realistic characters in fantastical settings.
More from Liz Meldon:
Lovers and Liars – a Paranormal Romance Serial
Manhattan (2014) – Book #1 (FREE)
Vancouver (2015) – Book #2
Westwick College (2016) – Book #3
Tuskin Island (2018) – Book #4
Lovers and Liars: Immortal Wars – a fantasy and paranormal romance series based in the Lovers and Liars Universe
Court of the Phantom Queen (2017) – Book #1 (fantasy romance)
Apollo’s Priestess (2017) – Book #2 (shifter paranormal romance)
To the North (2018) – Book #3 (fantasy romance)
It Begins Here: An Anthology (2015)
It Ends Here: An Anthology (2016)
Games We Play – a (Vampire/Hunter) Paranormal Romance Duology
The Fool (2015) – Prologue
The King (2016) – Book #1
The Queen (TBD) – Book #2
Erotic Short Shorts – an Erotic Short Story Series
Happy Hour (2016) - Contemporary
Holiday Hell (2017) - Contemporary
Bliss (2018) - Contemporary BDSM
All In Trilogy – a Contemporary Erotic Romance Trilogy (2017)
Finn (#1)
Cole (#2)
Skye (#3)
All In Trilogy – Book Bundle (November 2017)