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Liam let out a rumbling growl and her gaze snapped to him. His eyes were locked on King, staring at the gorgeous man naked before them. He had his hand down his pants, white-knuckling his dick. “Fuck me. Between the two of you, I’m gonna blow my load before anyone even touches my cock.”
King growled, stroking his thick length as he motioned to Liam with one finger. “Get those pants off. We have more orgasms to wring out of Adds before you’re doing any coming.” He flicked his gaze to Adelaide as Liam scrambled off the bed, shucking his shirt. “On your side facing Liam. I need to prep you. And you”—he pointed to Liam—“I’m waiting.”
Adelaide rolled, laughing as Liam pushed his shorts and briefs down with absolutely no flare or hesitation, kicking them away as his hard cock slapped against his belly, before dramatically throwing himself back on the bed. With a grin like an excitable puppy dog, he hitched her leg over his hip and ran his fingertip down the centre of her chest to her belly button.
“Your boyfriend has a huge dick,” he whispered, lifting his head up so he could perv on King, and biting his tongue as her man kneeled on the bed.
“I think he’s your boyfriend too,” Adelaide whispered, loud enough that King could hear as he settled behind her.
“Hmm, he is, isn’t he? I like that—my boyfriend and girlfriend.” He leaned forward and kissed her with smiling lips. Cool fingers nudged at her hole and the tip of Liam’s cock poked her mound. Need flared within and her clit throbbed. Adelaide moaned and Liam dived in, kissing her harder, tangling his tongue with hers as King massaged her arse and slipped a finger in.
It was foreign, fullness where there usually wasn’t any, but she loved it. It didn’t take long for her guys to find a rhythm, and when they did, Adelaide alternated between pushing into each of them, back to riding King’s finger, and forward to chase Liam’s cockhead connecting with her clit on every teasing thrust. She was climbing again, their touch sending her soaring higher with every second they doted on her.
Liam slid his dick against her leg, leaving a trail of pre-cum along her thigh as he moved. Adelaide reached for him, closing her fist around his shaft, swiping up a drop of the clear liquid. She raised her thumb to her lips, but before she could suck on it, King grasped her wrist, licking her clean, then sucking her digit into the warm cavern of her mouth.
His moan rumbled through her body, and his cock flexed, growing harder against her arse.
Liam whimpered as King hollowed his cheeks and sucked on Adelaide’s thumb like it was their man’s cock.
“I haven’t seen him blow a guy, but I bet King’s really good at it,” she drawled. King hummed, sending a jolt of lust through her at the picture in her mind’s eye.
Liam clamped his hand around the base of his cock again, closed his eyes, and breathed out slowly. “Fuuuuck,” he groaned.
King stopped teasing them, working on adding a second finger to stretch her. She gasped, the burn taking her breath away, but it quickly morphed into need. She was impossibly full, especially when he added a third finger inside her. Her begged pleas sounded garbled even to her own ears. With Liam’s fingers thrusting into her pussy, and King’s in her arse, Adelaide cried out, her orgasm slamming into her. She came on a silent scream, her core clamping down to hold her men where she needed them. But they didn’t stop moving, didn’t stop thrusting until she was spent. Like a rag doll, they manhandled her, rolling her to face King. Adelaide’s eyes slipped closed as King pulled her on top of him so she straddled his wide hips. Adelaide cuddled into his big body, luxuriating in his thick arms wrapping around her.
King shifted, nudging his dick up until he notched it against her pussy. “She’s tight, Lee. Go slow.” The other man blanketed her back, resting his hands on her hips. A trail of kisses landed along her shoulders and down her spine, and Adelaide shivered, moaning.
“I’ve got you, Addy,” Liam murmured, his heat disappearing. He pressed his cockhead against her pucker and growled. “God damn, your hole is practically begging me to come inside you. It’s all open and stretched, trembling against my cock.” He pushed forward, stretching her even more, and Adelaide arched up, instinctively pressing her arse into his slow thrust. She gasped as he pushed past her resistance and struggled to stay still as he waited for her to adjust.
“More,” she begged when the burn turned to a throb, and Liam delivered, pushing forward in one long slow glide until his hips were pressed against her arse. “Oh God,” she breathed. “More.”
King moved then, thrusting into her pussy. Their moans echoed through the room as they thrust into her, short sharp punches of their hips and long, slow glides. The variation kept her on edge at the same time as racing toward an orgasm that she was convinced would knock her out cold.
Liam bent forward, his heat blanketing her back again, and she turned, needing to kiss both of them. King lifted his head in a crunch, his abs tensing even more as he shuttled his cock in and out of her, the hard muscle grinding against her clit, and Liam brought their mouths together. Their kiss was sloppy, more tongues than lips, but it was what she needed.
Grinding against her, their cocks deep inside her, her clit being stimulated to the point of overload and hands touching every part of her sent Adelaide into orbit.
The rushing began, radiating throughout her whole body in waves as she stiffened. Her shout rent the air and Liam and King stopped holding back, slamming into her as they used her to chase their own release. It renewed hers, her inner muscles clamping down and milking their seed from their dicks. She wanted to ditch the condoms, wanted to feel their release sliding down her legs after they’d filled her completely. The thought sent a pulse of lust through her, and Liam grunted, pressing his hips hard against her arse as he throbbed inside her. Adelaide cried out again and King moaned, cursing as his hips stuttered, pulling her hard onto his cock.
Her heart slammed against her chest, her hair matted and stuck to her skin in sweat-soaked pieces. King’s chest hair was wet as was Liam’s forehead when he rested it against her shoulder as he slumped forward. All three of them were breathing hard. Exhaustion washed over her—Adelaide could sleep for a week just from their one session—but there was no way she was moving. She didn’t want them to pull out, to leave her empty.
“I already want to do that again,” Liam murmured breathlessly with a laugh.
Adelaide moaned at the sting as he slipped free and mourned the emptiness, crying out as King pulled out too.
“Shh, baby, we’ve got you.”
Twenty-four
Liam
“D
o you mind going over to the coffee shop across the road?” King asked him. He checked his man over and worry bristled in Liam. King clenched and unclenched his fists, shaking his hands out.
“You’re trembling.” Addy grasped his hands, squeezing them.
“Yeah. I’ll be right if I can have something soon.” King smiled, but it was strained. He must have gone too long without eating. Liam calculated it back. They’d skipped dinner, only having a snack on the plane, and King had downed a glass or two of water when they’d finally called it a night a few hours earlier, after hours of mapping one another’s bodies.
