Reign (The Sainthood - Boys of Lowell High #3)(54)
He pulls my mouth back to his, biting down on my lip and drawing blood. “I fucking love you so much.”
Theo stops thrusting, holding my hips and keeping me steady as Saint slides out of me with a slick pop. Caz waggles his brows as he occupies the empty space, grabbing the base of his cock, stretching his skin tight while holding it out for me. Theo slips out of my ass, positioning me over Caz, situating me on his erection.
“That feels so damn good,” I purr, gently rocking up and down as I adjust to the feel of him. Theo flattens my body onto Caz, lifting my ass a little. I tug Caz’s lower lip into my mouth, sucking hard. His cock jerks inside me, and I cry out as Theo pushes into my ass again. Straightening up a little, I slam up and down on Caz’s cock while Theo fucks my ass. Theo’s fingers move low on my belly, and he plays with my clit while Caz squeezes my tits.
They thrust in perfect synchronization, and our bodies move beautifully together. I take turns kissing them, and I’m aware of the heated looks we’re all sharing.
“Fuck.” Caz moans, thrusting his hips up. “I can fucking feel you sliding inside her, man.”
“I know,” Theo says, his voice heavy with desire. “I can feel you too.” Their eyes lock, and my breath stalls in anticipation as I watch them stare at one another, the attraction potent and pulsing in the air. Caz’s hands drop lower on my body, and I take one of them, moving it down to where Theo’s fingers still brush against my clit. Their fingers entwine, and they take turns rubbing my clit while rocking into me and eye-fucking one another.
It’s one of the most erotic moments of my life, and I can’t wait for Theo’s walls to drop, for him to let Caz in—pun intended—because I know it’s going to be epically dirty, and I’m already visualizing the dynamics, so aroused at the thought of them fucking one another.
I continue riding Caz while Theo pounds harder and faster into my butt. Galen is jerking himself off on the bed, and I gesture him forward with my fingers. Saint is sprawled out, naked, in a chair, swigging from a bottle of bourbon, observing and taking it all in.
He didn’t miss what just went down with Caz and Theo, and I’d love to burrow inside his brain, to know what he’s thinking. He doesn’t look upset or disgusted or alarmed, but Saint is a master at masking his true feelings, so who knows? I blow him a kiss, and he grins, seductively licking the rim of his glass, making me laugh.
Galen crawls toward me, and the lust-drenched look in his eyes sends delicious tremors of anticipation zipping all over me. I love the way Galen fucks me. Taking what he wants without apology and drilling his big dick inside me like he wishes he could properly impale me. Seriously, I can’t ever get enough.
“Stand at the side of the bed,” I tell him. “I want you to fuck my mouth.”
He gets into position, fisting his hand in my hair, tugging my head back. My body arches with the movement, and Theo grips one hip as Caz holds on to the other, ensuring they are at the right angle to continue fucking me. Opening my mouth wide, I let Galen in, giving myself over to pure sensation again, ignoring everything but the way the three of them are taking me.
The only sounds in the room are skin slapping skin, a chorus of moans and groans, and the occasional expletive.
Theo shouts my name as he comes in my ass, his cock thrusting deep as he spills inside me. I feel his cum dripping down the backs of my thighs, and the instant Galen rubs my clit, I burst apart in a harmony of sensual beats.
“Let’s switch,” Caz says, lifting me off his dick while Theo climbs off the bed. Their arms brush in the exchange, and I watch with bated breath as their eyes meet, and time seems to stand still. They stare at one another, chests heaving, skin glistening with sweat, as the scent of sex swirls through the air. Galen comes around the other side of the bed, climbing up and positioning himself underneath me, watching Theo’s and Caz’s intense sexually charged stare-down.
Galen looks at me, and I see the acknowledgment there too.
It’s clear now that Galen and Saint are obviously aware of the attraction building between their two other friends. But they’re guys, and I doubt either of them will discuss it unless someone else broaches the subject. As much as I’d love to know their thoughts, I promised myself, and Theo, that I wouldn’t interfere, and I’m sticking to my guns.
Galen pulls me down over his cock as Theo breaks his eye lock with Caz, shooting him a shy smile as he grabs a beer from the bucket on the bedside table and walks over to where Saint is sitting, flopping into the chair beside him.
Galen moves inside me, reclaiming my attention, and I lean down, kissing him hard. My walls hug his thick, long length, and I scream as he thrusts up into me, hitting my cervix. Caz climbs back on the bed, behind me, nibbling at the skin on my shoulders, dragging his fingers reverentially down along the ink on my back as he coats his cock in the cum Theo left behind. It’s so fucking hot, and liquid heat gushes from my pussy, causing Galen to curse.
I look over my shoulder, and Theo is rooted to the spot, watching Caz slide his cock up and down the seam of my ass. Caz swirls his fingers around the salty cum covering my asshole, and in a deliberate move, he turns his head to Theo while shoving his fingers into his mouth.
I shatter on top of Galen’s cock, coming explosively, so turned on by Caz’s dirty attempts at seduction that I’m no longer in any control of my body.
“Fuck her,” Theo demands, his voice deep and gritty. “Fuck our queen deep and hard.”