by Lily Harlem
“That’s it, that’s as deep as I can go,” I said and kept perfectly still, allowing him to adjust to the invasion, accept my deep penetration and acknowledge the sensual burning in his tender flesh.
“Breathe, Quinn,” Eve said, running her fingers down the nape of his neck on to his shoulders. “Breathe, you need to breathe.” She paused then said more sternly, “Quinn, come on, breathe.”
He juddered in a gulp of air then groaned it out.
Awash with a sense of triumph and dominance, I spoke again, “Now I’m going to fuck you, Quinn, and I’m going to make you feel really good, the way you do me.” I pulled out a little and eased back in slowly. “Really fucking good.” Eve gasped as I rocked Quinn’s body up against hers and, realizing I had total control over both of them, I experienced an extra rush of power. My movements would stimulate Eve too. I set a steady pace. Quinn was hard and solid beneath me and let me do all the work. I was the one creating the friction between the three of us. It was all me.
Eve moaned and clutched Quinn. He had his head buried in her neck and he fisted the sheets by her head. I thrust and pumped, loving being in charge of pace and depth.
My own pussy was weeping for attention. My clit was again rubbing nicely on the front of the strap-on, but my pussy felt like a gaping hole that needed to be filled. I leaned forward, my breasts pressed onto Quinn’s back, and I repositioned my legs so I could continue to drive into him. He moaned at the change of position, which I knew would be really intense and concentrated high up inside him.
“How is it feeling?” I whispered near his ear. “How does it feel to be shared?”
“Jeez,” he muttered. “I never thought you’d think of this, Ariane.”
“Why not? It’s how it is for me.”
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“I know but…” He let out a groan as I pulled nearly all the way out then drove back in.
“You still haven’t told me,” I said, stilling as deep as I could go then giving a small jerk with my hips.
“Ah, ah,” he panted. “Oh, fuck, it feels new, strange…full.”
“Does it feel good?”
“Fuck yes, really fucking good. Don’t stop, please, don’t stop. I’m gonna come, I’m so hard, it’s so tight.”
I smiled and resumed my earlier steady pace. Eve whimpered and balled her hands over Quinn’s biceps. Her head thrashed to the side and her widely spread legs twitched. She too was getting near.
A hand slid up my back and into my hair. “Room for one more?” Liam murmured behind me.
I trembled with pleasure at having Liam moving between my thighs. “Yes, oh yes.” I knew exactly what I wanted from him so I spread my legs within Quinn’s and wiggled my butt, hoping he’d take the hint.
He did.
His fingers touched my hot, needy flesh through the gap in the gusset, parting slick folds then riding into me, stoking the sexual fire burning within me. I moaned and carried on my thrusting as he pumped me with his fingers. But it wasn’t what I wanted.
“Liam, now, your cock,” I demanded, pushing my butt back but being careful not to slip from Quinn. I was by the edge of the bed and I guessed Liam was half kneeling, half standing.
Liam chuckled low in his throat and the next thing I felt was his cock replacing his fingers.
As I sank deep into Quinn, Liam sank deep into me.
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I didn’t hold back my cry of delight. Liam was so huge and stunningly hard. I could feel every steely ridge and bulge of his shaft smoothing into my tight cavity. I gripped and pulled him higher. His breath hissed from his lungs and his hands slid to the straps on my hips, covered them, holding me where he wanted me, firm and strong. He groaned out words of pleasure and praise behind me as Quinn and Eve gasped for more.
“Oh, yes, yes.” I pressed my cheek on to Quinn’s sweat-damp shoulder. “That’s it, right there.” Liam was rubbing my G-spot deliciously, caressing and stroking, building a deep, satisfying climax that I knew would rock my soul. Each thrust he made shunted me into Quinn and in turn drove Quinn into Eve. My whole weight collapsed onto Quinn, who luckily was still supporting himself on his elbows, otherwise Eve would have been crushed.
Eve’s hands scrabbled over Quinn’s shoulders and ran over mine. She cried out and I recognized the sound of her climax. Her fingers were frantic, spreading over me and Quinn, clawing, twitching. Quinn’s body jerked beneath me as she writhed and arched from the bed.
Liam kept on going, steady and powerful. “How you doing, baby?” he asked in a strained voice.
“Yes, yes,” I gasped. “That’s it.” Hearing Eve’s orgasm had put my own within reach.
“Oh shit,” Quinn hissed, shifting his shoulders, his neck arching upward. “I’m fucking coming.”
The first tight pulse of my own orgasm swept through me. Quinn turned to stone beneath me. Every single muscle in his body solidified. I opened my mouth in a silent scream as my pussy was overtaken by a pounding climax that blasted out pleasure to every corner of my body.
“Ah, baby, yes,” Liam shouted. He tightened his hands on my hipbones and buried himself deep and firm. Hot fiery liquid shot from Liam into my core. I felt lightheaded, 178
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as if I might pass out with pleasure. I was basking in ecstasy and sharing the moment was wonderful, beautiful.
Quinn shook and cried out, loud and deep and carnal, a sound that stoked the climax raging through me and stretched it on for what felt like an eternity.
Eve called out again, a second orgasm tearing through her body. Liam’s hips slowed and so did mine but Quinn ground beneath me, drawing out the pleasure for Eve.
“Oh Jeez, that’s it,” he hissed. “That…is…fucking…it.” He let out a long moan and his mouth found Eve’s as his body finally stilled.
After sucking in a lungful of air, Liam drew from me. I shifted up from Quinn’s back, smoothing my hand down his spinal column as I went, my breaths rapid, my hair stuck to my hot forehead and neck.
I looked down at my cock still buried deep inside Quinn. Placing a hand in the small of his back, I slowly started to pull the pale shaft from his anus.
“Oh god, Ariane,” he murmured, his mouth lifting from Eve’s as he twisted to look at me.
“Relax,” I said, as more and more of the cock came into view. “Just relax.” The base of the head tugged out and he groaned as it finally slid completely from his body. I stood from the bed and he turned over and flopped onto his back, his chest rising and falling briskly. Liam was fiddling with the small buckles on the strap-on. One quickly came undone then the other. It fell down my legs and landed on the floor with a heavy bang.
Quinn tugged off the condom and sat. Reaching forward I took his face in my hands and kissed him, long and slow, even though my breaths were not under control.
“Are you all right?” I whispered, concerned that it had been more painful than it had been pleasurable. I knew how close the two sensations could fly together.
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“Mm, tell me about it,” Eve said, stretching out languidly, her arms over her head and her toes pointed. “It’s not often I come twice, no, make that three times. You guys are good, really good.”
I stared at her beautiful, sylphlike body, spread wantonly and unselfconsciously.
Liam was looking at the strap-on bunched on the floor. He turned to Quinn, an expression of disbelief on his face. “Seriously?” he asked.
“Hey, don’t knock it until you try it,” Quinn said. “That was such a fucking off-the-scale orgasm. I didn’t know where I stopped and Ariane and Eve began. It was as if we all became one. In fact…” His black eyes narrowed on Liam and one side of his mouth tilted. “You should try it, Liam, I bet the girls would be willing to oblige.” Liam huffed. “No thanks.”
“But you should, it is aft
er all, what Ariane takes from us.”
“What she takes from you, mate, I fit perfectly well in her pussy, and quite honestly it freaked me out seeing her with a cock.”
“I thought it suited her,” Eve said, sitting upright. “But then I like cocks.” She swept her tongue over her bottom lip as she eyed Liam’s naked torso and the impressive length of his still semi-hard shaft. “No, make that I love cocks.”
“I’ve noticed,” I said, giggling then stifling a yawn as a sudden wave of exhaustion washed over me. It had been one hell of a day. “Let’s go to the big bed,” I suggested, giving in to another yawn. “And, Eve, I hope you’ll stay overnight. It’s late to be out on the lanes and probably icy now.”
She stood, her gaze still glued on Liam. “Yes, I’ll stay, and perhaps your other husband will oblige me with orgasm number four.” She rested her palm over Liam’s collarbone, her fingertips just touching the hollow of his throat. “That would be somewhat of a record before midnight.”
I opened my mouth to object. The deal had always been Quinn, not Liam, never Liam.
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“No,” Liam said firmly. He caught her elbow in his palm and snatched her hand from his body. “Just because I let Ariane experiment with you doesn’t mean I want to.” He dropped his brows low and tightened his lips. “Stay, by all means, you’ve been invited to, but you and I, fucking, it isn’t gonna happen. I only have sex with my wife.” Eve scowled and tugged her arm from his grip. Then a slow smile spread on her face as she tipped her head. “Can’t blame me for trying,” she said with a theatrical lift of her brows. “Physically, you’re the most perfect specimen of a man I’ve ever seen. I wouldn’t be human if I didn’t want to bed you.” I twined my fingers with Liam’s, stretched up and kissed his cheek. “He is perfect,” I said, relief washing through me that he wasn’t interested in Eve. “Inside and out.”
“Well, I don’t know about that,” Liam said with a twisted grin my way. “But it’s sweet of you to say so, baby.”
Quinn stood and dropped the condom in the bin by the desk. He glanced at the tiny hidden camera. For a second I wondered if he would tell Eve about it, but he didn’t.
Instead he reached for her hand and led the way to our room.
We crawled under the duvet and Liam nestled in behind me, one arm wrapped around my waist and his body heat radiating onto my back. I was glad he didn’t go to his office. After the frightening afternoon in hospital I needed him close. Eve lay facing me and Quinn curled in behind her.
“Thank you,” she said quietly as she reached out and touched my cheek. “I feel very lucky to have been here with you all this evening.” I pressed my lips lightly to hers. “Thank you,” I said. “It’s been very educational.”
“Mm, you girls are hot when you kiss,” Quinn said, his hand reaching out to cup my breast. “I hope we can all get together again sometime.”
“Sounds good to me,” I said then dropped my head onto the pillow. I snuggled farther back into Liam and shut my weary eyes.
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When I woke Liam was gone. Eve was stretched on her stomach, her face to me with her eyes closed and her breaths steady. I gently lifted my head to see the bedside clock. Quinn was staring at the ceiling, his arms folded behind his head.
“Morning,” I whispered.
He turned. “I’m getting up,” he said in a hushed voice. “I’ve got to get to work.”
“Me too.” I shifted up from the bed, being careful not to disturb Eve. “I’m going into the bay to meet a gallery owner from London,” I whispered.
Quinn rose and together we went into the en suite. I flicked on the shower and stepped in quickly, letting the hot water soak through my hair and sluice down my body. Quinn came in next to me, placed his hands on my shoulders and turned me to face the tiles.
“The new consultant starts today,” he said, reaching for a bottle of peachy shampoo.
“Rickard?” I asked, struggling to remember the name Quinn had mentioned a few months ago.
“Yes, he’s got so much experience.”
Quinn rubbed the shampoo into my hair, his fingers massaging and kneading my scalp and spreading the bubbles right to the ends of all the long strands. I closed my eyes and tilted back my neck, enjoying having him care for me.
“He’s been in San Diego,” Quinn went on, “working on glyoma, and he used my airlock bubble in a small trial. Of course it proved what we’ve known for years, but it’s great to see it studied in a scientific process and get published. I really should have gotten around to doing it myself.”
“Mm,” I managed as he began to rinse out the suds.
“I’m hoping he settles in well and stays. He could be a massive help when it comes to making up a weekend and night rota.”
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My eyes pinged open and I turned swiftly.
Quinn smiled at the hopeful expression on my face.
“Weekends and nights off?” I asked in amazement. I’d never heard Quinn talking about nights off, let alone weekends off.
“If he’s as good as his references make him out to be and he gets to grips with NHS
practice, yes, I might be able to get the odd night or even weekend off. Silence the pager completely.”
“Oh Quinn, that would be wonderful. You could come and see the girls. They hate it when you’re never there on visits.”
He reached for a bottle of peachy conditioner and squeezed a blob onto his hand.
“Turn,” he said, suppressing a grin.
I did as he asked and he smoothed the conditioner into my hair, his long elegant fingers working it over the contours of my head, carefully circling around my ears and into the nape of my neck.
“Don’t get too excited, Ariane, I might not feel comfortable handing it over if he’s not one hundred and ten percent up to scratch. But I’m impressed with his credentials.
I’m hoping as much as you that it will work out.”
“It would be so amazing,” I said, my mind whirring at the possibilities that would open up if Quinn allowed himself to be farther from the hospital. We could go away overnight together. He could come to London and see my work hanging in the Portobello Road Gallery. We could take the girls to the theme park in Pembrokeshire they’d been on about and perhaps I’d even get him on a roller coaster.
I spun back around as he smoothed my rinsed hair with his palms. “I like Rickard already,” I said, adding some of Quinn’s spiced shower gel to a sponge.
He kissed the tip of my nose as I began to spread suds over his chest, the white bubbles a startling contrast to his black, wiry chest hair.
“I’m sorry I shouted at you in the kitchen,” he said.
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I frowned.
“About the camera,” he added.
“Oh yes, that.” The events that followed made our argument seem petty and pathetic. “And I’m sorry about the camera.”
“I was shocked, that’s all,” he said, turning so I could soap his back. “I was shocked and worried about Eve. I didn’t care about you watching me but she hadn’t consented to an audience.”
“I guess it doesn’t matter now, not after last night when we all got together. She’s hardly shy.” I paused. “Plus, I’m guessing you and Liam enjoyed the girl-on-girl show last night.”
“Yeah, it was seriously hot stuff.” He gave an amused huff and turned back around.
“But why did you put the camera there in the first place?”
“I didn’t, Liam did.” I dragged in a breath. “I guess he understood I’d drive myself nuts wondering what you did together, how you did it, what you were like with Eve. If the camera hadn’t allowed me to see into the bedroom I don’t honestly think I could have gone through with it. I was about to march upstairs and put an end to it but Liam stopped me.”
“Then I should be thanking Liam.” He narrowed his eyes at
me. “And it gave you the idea of tying me up the next morning?”
“I couldn’t understand why you’d never asked to trade places and be the one tied up if that was what you wanted.”
He shrugged. “I hadn’t thought about it before. Not until Eve decided we were going to do it her way, then it was a new thrill to hand over control to another person.” He hesitated. “It was a turn-on with her but when you had me at your mercy it was an off-the-scale scorching, awesome, blinding turn-on.”
“More so than with her?”
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“Jeez, yes, much more.” He looked thoughtful. “I guess it’s all the history we have together, everything we’ve ever done has left me wanting more. All these hot scenarios of stuff I’ve done to you flashed through my mind and exploded.”
“Then I guess I’ll be tying you up again and having my wicked way with you.” I giggled.
“Can’t wait,” he said as I slid the sponge down to his thickening cock. He was semi-hard and I squeezed bubbles onto his rising shaft. “But much as I’d like to hand my body over to you do be utterly wicked with, Ariane, I really have to get to work.
Rickard is doing rounds with me before we go into surgery.” I pouted.
“Later,” he said, rinsing off the suds. “We’ll have some fun later. I promise.” We stepped out of the shower and dried quickly. When I opened the door to the bedroom, Eve was moving around naked and clutching her clothes from the day before.
“Can I?” She looked between us as she pointed at the en suite.
“Sure, go ahead, and help yourself to anything you need in the cabinet.” I smiled.
“I’ll get some coffee on.”
She strode past me, her bare breasts jiggling. Paused and looked at Quinn.
“I’ll shave in the main bathroom,” Quinn said, grabbing his razor and following me into the bedroom. “Leave you to it.”
Eve shut the bathroom door and flicked the lock.
While I made eggs and toast and coffee, Liam came in from the yard with the dogs at his feet. He nuzzled my neck until I squirmed and the eggs started to burn.