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His fingers fly over my clit, harder and faster, working it relentlessly until all I can feel is him. His cock, his hands, his breath on my neck. The scent of our arousal is thick in the air around me, and I breathe it in, letting it send me closer and closer to the edge.
It doesn’t take long. A few more deep thrusts, and I go tight around him, my pussy spasming when my orgasm hits me hard. My vision goes white around the edges, and I bite my lip again to hold back the sounds, eyes squeezed shut as I ride out the tide of sensation.
It’s like my pussy is trying to milk Levi of his release too, and he’s not far behind me, swearing under his breath as he surges up a couple more times before burying himself deep.
“Fuck, Mercy. Oh fuck.” He grinds his hips against my ass, muttering several low curses as his cock throbs rhythmically.
We both finally go still, boneless and exhausted, breathing heavily as our bodies recover from the exertion.
Levi’s cock is still buried in me, and I feel too much like jello to move. He came inside me, just like Rory did before, but I’m too out of it to care at the moment, floating on the haze of pleasure and endorphins that come from really good sex.
Maybe it’s not just the sex, though.
Maybe it’s the fact that for the first time in a long time, I feel almost… safe.
16
“Shit,” Levi groans. “Holy fuck, that was amazing.”
He curses again softly, then presses a kiss to the side of my neck, his voice heavy with satisfaction.
He sounds totally sated, and I feel the same way, even if I don’t want to admit it. The whole point of giving into my desire for him was to make me stop thinking about any other feelings I might have. But in the end, I just feel soft and warm, and it’s not something I want to poke at.
Eventually, I feel like I can move again, and I push up onto my feet, letting his cock slide out of me. I’m a mess with the slickness from my own orgasm and the sticky remnants of Levi’s cum still inside me.
There’s a box of tissues on the end table, so I grab a few of those and clean myself up as best I can. I’m still too wobbly to make it to the bathroom, so that’s just going to have to do.
Levi picks his sweats up from the floor and pulls them back on, tucking his cock away and sitting back down with his arms spread along the back of the couch. He looks comfortable and pleased, a little smile tucked into the corner of his mouth.
I grab for my own clothes, pulling my panties and shorts back on and adjusting my tank top so it covers my tits again. For a second, I consider going back upstairs, but before I can decide one way or another, Levi grabs my hand and pulls me to sit down on the couch again, wrapping an arm around me so I’m tucked against his side.
For a few minutes, we just sit there, not talking, letting the low hum of the TV fill in the silence. My eyes are locked on the screen, but again, I’m not paying the slightest bit of attention to what’s happening.
Levi is warm and solid, and as much as I tell myself I shouldn’t, I find myself leaning into him, my whole body relaxed. We sit like that until he shifts, moving both of us until we’re lying on the couch, tucked together.
“You know,” he says after a bit, his voice quiet. “This is a first.”
“What, sex on the couch?” I murmur back. “It’s not that out there.”
He snorts and turns his head to give me a look. “No, not sex on the couch. This.” He waves his free hand in the air as if to encompass the whole house and everyone in it. “The three of us being interested in the same woman.”
“Oh.”
I open my mouth again and then close it. I feel like I should have more to contribute to the conversation than that single word, but I can’t think of what else to say.
It’s not surprising, really, that this has never come up between them before. The three of them get along well, but they’re very different people. It makes sense that they would have different tastes.
“We just like different things in women,” Levi continues, confirming what I thought. “But that all sort of went out the window when you came to live with us. There’s just something about you.”
“Something like what?” I ask, actually curious about the answer to that.
Levi shrugs. “I think you complement each of us in some way. Even Sloan, which never fucking happens.”
It’s my turn to snort when he says the bit about Sloan because of course that man is the one who’s hard to please. But apparently there’s something about me that he likes, and I’m not sure what to do with that thought.
“I’m not backing off,” Levi adds. “I have no idea what to do about this whole… thing, but I’m not giving up just because of Rory and Sloan. Not unless you tell me I don’t have a shot or you’re not interested.”
He’s given me an opening. It would be so easy to nip this in the bud right here and now. I could tell Levi I’m not interested, that he has no shot with me, and it would be over. Maybe he wouldn’t like it, but it would be an easy way to let him down without burning a bridge. I could just say I don’t have feelings for him and lie my way out of this.
