“I can say the same about all of you,” I said, breaking the kiss with a bite to his lower lip. Oren’s mouth was on my neck now, his body pressed right up against my back.
“We were waiting for this all night,” he said. I gasped when I felt his erection grind into my ass. “Feel that? That’s what watching you all night did to me.”
I reached back and tried to palm him through his pants but Ronan caught my hand. “I don’t think so, baby. We have a little script going on and we need you to follow along with it.”
I snorted in amusement. “You’re telling me that you guys actually planned this out? What, did you include diagrams?”
“Yes, actually, and they were very useful. You’ll be able to tell the difference, trust me.” Ronan grabbed the back of my neck and pressed his mouth to mine. But this time, it went on for longer than Lucas’s. Instead, Lucas and Oren both began kissing the sides of my neck, their hands starting to explore my exposed skin and despite the heat and sweat of dancing all night, I was shivering.
“You have three pairs of hands and three mouths to keep you occupied. Think that’ll do?” Ronan asked in between kisses.
“I’ll just have to make that work,” I grinned against his mouth.
I knew immediately that they weren’t kidding about having planned something out. Either that or they’d just grown so in sync with one another that it was like they could read the other’s mind. Ronan stepped back for a moment, leaving me in between Lucas and Oren’s desire. I felt someone’s hands, I wasn’t sure who, slip under my dress and slide it up my body while the other pulled my panties down. I was now completely naked in front of them.
“You know, this is the first time we’re doing group activities on an actual bed?” Lucas informed me, his gaze burning hot. The realization took me aback but I didn’t have enough time to comment on it before he picked me up and walked us over to my bed. Lying back like this, I felt vulnerable while he and Oren loomed over me, their eyes ravenous as they drank in the sight of my body.
“You’re so beautiful, June,” Oren said, nibbling at my ear. I pressed the palm of my hand against the side of his face, my fingers reaching around to lightly scratch his scalp. He shuddered at my side, and Lucas drew my attention back to him. He had a hand on one breast, using his thumb to roll my nipple and I had just enough sense to realize that he’d learned that from Ronan. But no amount of “training” would ever get rid of that desperation behind every single one of his touches and kisses. And I wouldn’t want that any other way.
“Are you feeling okay, baby?” Ronan was kneeling between my legs, his hands rubbing slow, tortuous lines down my thighs. He raised one of my legs and kissed the inside of it, then began moving his kisses closer to where I needed him most. “We need to hear you say it.”
“I feel good,” I managed to pant out, starting to feel like I was drowning in sensation. I felt him bite into my inner thigh and my hips rolled up at the mix of pain and pleasure when his tongue soothed over it.
“That’s all we want. We want to make you feel so, so good,” Oren whispered in my ear. I reached down and grabbed two fistfuls of Ronan’s hair. He looked up at me wearing that same old lopsided grin of his. But it was his eyes that were different. Softer.
I tugged on his hair and pushed him down. Me taking initiative seemed to turn him on because he groaned into my pussy and began to eat me out with a passion that had my toes curling. His fingers dug into the flesh of my ass, lifting me slightly off the bed so he could devour more of me.
I felt both deeply rooted in my body and above it, as though I were floating on pleasure. I closed my eyes against the feeling of indiscriminate hands and tongues marking my skin and the mouth between my thighs. It was a blur of sensation and heatand ecstasy but it was alsothem.It wasn’t just that I had three gorgeous men paying attention to every inch of my body, but the fact that it was Ronan, Lucas and Oren.
It was the way they saw me beyond just my nakedness, that my clothes coming off was the least vulnerable thing about our time together. It was the way we somehow fit together and brought out the best in each other even though the route we’d taken to get there was far from conventional. It was the culmination of the months I spent with them, getting to know them and loving and being loved by them, expressing itself in such exquisite pleasure that I felt like I could cry just to find some kind of release.
When one of them, either Oren or Lucas kissed me, I shattered under their hands, hitting my first orgasm for the night. I moaned through it, my body seizing up and Ronan, the sick bastard, he wouldn’t stop. I tried pushing his head away but all he did was slap my ass and instruct me to turn over.
“We’ve got you,” Lucas said softly, cupping my chin in his hand as I complied and adjusted myself on all fours. “Are you still okay?”
I nodded, wincing against my body’s sensitivity. “Yeah, want more.”
I was learning that Lucas had a point where something in him would snap and start vying for control over his desire to be careful. “Keep asking all you want. This is what we’re here for, to give it all to you.”
“You still followed Oren’s instructions, huh?” Ronan growled, squeezing my ass cheek. I yelped and bit my lip to avoid embarrassing myself any further by making more noise, though I knew that was probably a futile endeavor. “Such a good girl for us, aren’t you?”
“The best,” Oren added, kissing me on my head.
I was already so delirious that I hadn’t noticed their clothes disappearing, now scattered all over my bedroom floor. It didn’t matter, they belonged there. Ronan’s tongue snaked out to my asshole and I practically howled. But that wasn’t all. No, they’d really been methodical about how they were going to tear me apart. He started lowering my hips down and it was only when they settled over Lucas’s face that I realized what they were doing.
Ronan continued to rim me while I was slotted into a sixty-nine position with Lucas, his face buried between my legs and his hard erection right in front of my face. The first time they did this to me made me feel like I was going to crawl out of my skin. It was no different now.
I was so grateful for the loud music still blaring outside because the sounds they were dragging out of me would’ve fooled absolutely no one. I took Lucas’s dick in my hand and lowered my mouth over it. I felt rather than heard his growl of approval and for what felt like both a slip of eternity and merely a few seconds, the three of us were working a syncopated rhythm of pleasure.
Every time Ronan would shove my hips down, I’d end up grinding on Lucas’s face, and in turn he’d thrust up into my mouth. We were just a flow of bodies and arousal and a desire tofeel. And when their fingers replaced their mouths, it quickly became too much.
“You remember back in the library, don’t you, sweetheart?” asked Ronan. I warbled out some weak response. “I remember it very clearly. You said that you wanted to take both me and Oren at the same time, no?”
I hissed as he started separating his fingers inside my ass, using the same scissor-like technique that Oren did when he prepped me last time. “And you remember what it was that I told you? You needed to work your way there. Earn it.”
I cried out, my hips seesawing between Ronan and Lucas’s mouths but they both held me there until I rode out my second orgasm. I was breathless now, my body slack and exhausted, and yet…
“Still up for more?” Oren asked with his hand gently resting at my throat. My pulse beat against his fingers but I nodded anyway. “Oh, June. Baby, you’re not going to be able to walk tomorrow when we’re through with you.”
