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“Please, Ry,” Ezra begged. “Can I kiss you?”
I peeled my torso away from Flynn’s, turning as far as I could without letting go of him. I reached for Ezra, holding on to him with one arm as if he was a life preserver. He brushed his lips over the corner of mine, his touch gentle, before he moaned and pressed in closer. With his hard cock lined up with my hip, he slanted his mouth over mine and kissed me. It was slow and deep, our tongues melding and exploring each other’s mouths as Ezra slid his hand up my chest, flicking his thumb over my nipple.
My cock bucked in my underwear, a bead of pre-cum leaking from my slit and smearing between Flynn and me. Flynn moaned and dipped his head, kissing my chest and kneading my arse.
Ezra slid his hand down my chest to my belly, stopping when his pinkie brushed the elastic waistline of my boxer briefs. I choked out a cry and broke our kiss, my head spinning and my lungs burning.
Then Tristan was there, turning my face to his. Flynn let go of me, and I whimpered, but when Tristan took his place, standing front and centre before me, I sucked in a breath and held it. I waited for him to touch me.
But he didn’t move.
It was probably only a split second, but it may as well have been eons. I needed him, the man who’d thrown my ordered world completely off its axis and forced all of us to face up to what had been staring us in the face for too long. We were all meant to be together, and while Zali was the glue that held us together, Tristan was the match that sparked the blaze burning between us.
His eyes darkened when I grasped his hips and hauled him closer. Our hard cocks nestled against each other, and his nostrils flared as he sucked in a breath.
“Fuck, I want to lick you all over,” he growled before crashing his mouth to mine, our tongues fighting for dominance as we mauled each other. I took what I wanted from him—passion, aggression, and a rough ride—knowing that I didn’t need to hold back with him. The knowledge that he could handle me caused the weight to lift off my shoulders. I didn’t have to be gentle with him. I didn’t have to temper how hard I held onto him or how rough I was.
Tristan ran his hands down my back before sliding them around to brush my hipbones. He pushed my underwear down, following the V leading to my pubes.
I moaned, and he smiled against my lips when my stomach quivered. “I like this,” he murmured, collecting the pre-cum leaking from my slit with his thumb and bringing it to his mouth. I sucked in a breath and watched as he licked it clean, his pupils blown and turning his green eyes almost black.
Shivering with need, I whimpered, clawing at his back. The floodgates had opened. Now that I’d given myself permission to want this, I wanted everything. My hands shook as I reached for the button on his pants.
But Tristan stopped me, his hand closing over mine. “We have as much time as you need, Ry,” he reassured me.
“Please, I need it,” I rasped, shamelessly begging him to touch me. Tristan didn’t hold back, jerking my underwear down and freeing my cock properly. The breeze against my heated skin was like a balm soothing my need while ramping it up again.
Tristan wrapped his hand around me, his rough hand firm and tight. He stroked my length in strong pulls, short-circuiting my brain and sending my nerve endings haywire. My balls drew up, my cock throbbing as I shot to the edge. Moaning, I thrust my hips forward, driving myself into his grip. Desperation washed over me, my body in a sprint to the finish line. But I didn’t want it to end so quickly. Not yet. Not when I’d only just gotten their hands on me.
I tried saying the alphabet backward, focussing on the sounds around me, the barnacles growing on the hull of the yacht. I tried to remember mathematical formulas I’d been taught and started reciting the safety procedures I’d put in place with so many of us on board.
But it was no use.
Flynn kissed down my back while falling to his knees and gripping my arse, kneading my cheeks, and Ezra bit my shoulder, his cock nudging my leg as I chased more of Tristan’s touch on my cock.
It was decadent and salacious, Ezra as naked as the day he was born, me with my underwear around my thighs, and Tristan and Flynn still half-dressed, all of us kissing and touching here on the main deck high up enough that anyone traversing the waterways would see. Flicking my gaze to Zali, I smiled at her watching us from the sidelines. I loved her for giving me this—for letting me finally own my sexuality.
I sucked in a breath and savoured the freedom coursing through my veins. There was a healthy dose of fear too, but I was beyond reason. I’d shaken off the binds that had kept me trapped in my own head. Instead, I reached for Ezra’s cock.
But he was already sinking to his knees. “Want to taste you,” Ezra breathed, nipping my hipbone as he eased my underwear the rest of the way down my legs.
“Want you inside me too,” he added.
The final strings I hadn’t even known were tethered fell away, freeing me from their binds. It was time that I voiced my own desires. It was time I got to touch them too.
“Me too. Both of you,” I admitted, palming Flynn’s head as he licked along my hamstring where it intersected with my arse. He was so close to the most intimate part of me, the place I hadn’t ever been able to imagine being touched.
Tristan let go of me and raised his fingers to his mouth, licking my pre-cum from them before cupping my face with his free hand and reaching down to his pants with his newly cleaned one. He drew me in for another decadent kiss, our tongues tangling as I moaned, the backs of his hands brushing against me as he shoved his pants down.
I cried out when heated breath washed over my sensitive shaft. My gaze snapped down to the beautiful man on his knees. Ezra, who was gorgeous enough to be offered a modelling job, had his fingers curled around my dick. My cockhead was pointed at his open mouth as he watched a bead of pre-cum leak from my slit and roll down my length. It was worthy of billboard signage. It was fucking sexy. He was fucking sexy.
“Please,” I begged. I didn’t have to ask twice. He licked my sensitive glans and hummed at the pre-cum smeared there before engulfing my cock with his hot mouth. He laved me with his tongue, sending shivers of sensation through my entire body. Tingles erupted from the top of my head and the tips of my fingers and toes.
Ezra sucked me to the back of his throat, the tight heat closing around me and nearly setting me off like a bottle rocket. He worked me, sucking in long pulls before he released my cock, then swallowed me back down. I saw stars.
But then his mouth was gone. I cried out, never wanting the sensation to end, but he closed his fist around me and jacked me with the perfect amount of twist in his wrist as he reached my crown. I watched him take Tristan’s cock to the back of his throat the same way he’d swallowed me down.
Jesus Christ, watching them together was like my own private porn show. I fucking loved it.
