Colters' Gift (Colters' Legacy #5)(51)

“I want to taste you,” she said as she pulled her mouth away for a brief moment. “I want you to come inside my mouth.”

“I’ll take care of you, baby,” Liam said, his voice hoarse and strained. “Concentrate on Noah. Keep your hands down. I’ll take care of what you want.”

Noah reached for her hand as she lowered it, twining his fingers with hers. He was so deep and huge inside her. Each time she moved forward, the pressure of his pelvis against her clit sent streaks of sharp pleasure through her body.

She wanted more.

She found her rhythm just as Liam framed her face and took control, sliding his c**k deep inside her mouth and then withdrawing. She rocked and rolled over Noah, finally finding just the perfect amount of pressure for her to orgasm.

Never before had she been able to orgasm without clitoral stimulation. Joel simply hadn’t cared, and he’d refused to allow her to use her fingers to satisfy herself during the act. With the men she’d been with before Joel, she’d simply taken it upon herself to take care of her own orgasm.

Who gave a shit what Joel allowed? This was here and now. She was with two men who seemed determined to give her the world. They weren’t so insecure in their sexual prowess that her pleasuring herself would be seen as an insult.

She slipped her free hand down, arching up just a bit so she could slide her fingers between her and Noah to find her clit.

“That’s it, honey,” Noah encouraged. “I want you to come too.”

Even as he spoke, he lifted his hands to her br**sts, toying with her ni**les.

“Do you like that?” Noah asked. “Does it make you feel good?”

She moaned around Liam’s cock, her body tightening all over as she began to stroke her clit while Noah applied gentle pressure to her ni**les.

She began to move faster and harder. Her breathing sped up and she knew she was close.

Liam thrust deep and then performed several more shallow thrusts to allow her to catch her breath. But she was beyond simple coherency. She no longer was aware of what she was doing or what they were doing. She could only feel their hands, their cocks.

“You first,” Liam said gruffly. “Come for us, baby.”

With a sharp cry, she gave in to the rising tide. Her orgasm billowed over her, cracking like ice under pressure. It was sharp and unrelenting. It was the most oh-my-God pleasure she’d ever felt in her life.

She sagged and then realized they were now holding her up. She was limp and boneless, so sated that all she wanted to do was curl up on Noah’s chest and sleep.

But first, she wanted them to feel as good as she did.

Liam tilted her head back, allowing his c**k to slide from her mouth. Then with his hand, he began pumping, the pace wild and frantic. He angled the tip of his c**k to where it lined up with her mouth and a split second later, she felt the first hot burst of se**n hit the inside of her cheek.

She remained completely still as he directed more into her mouth. His fist pulled to the end, and then the tip of his c**k brushed over her lips, leaving a warm, wet trail.

She stuck her tongue out, licking around the head and removing the remnants of his orgasm from his skin. He moaned softly and then pulled away. He lowered himself and brushed a kiss across her forehead.

“Finish Noah,” he whispered. “I’ll go get something to clean you up with.”

She righted herself and then leaned forward, planting her hands on Noah’s broad chest. His face was tight, his jaw bulging. She realized then what it must have been like to watch the scene between her and Liam play out right in front of Noah.

“I’m close, honey,” he bit out. “I’m feeling a little crazy right now. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She smiled and then began to ride him hard. Fast. Furious. She wanted to take him to the very edge and then let him plummet over the side.

His breath hissed from his lips. He gripped her hips and began to power upward to meet her downward movements. After a moment, she let him take over. Her attempts at maintaining the pace were fruitless. He was much stronger, and he seemed to have lost what little control he had left.

The sound of flesh smacking flesh was loud and filled the small room. Each upward thrust jolted her clit, sending an aftershock of pleasure through her groin. She was hypersensitive after the roaring orgasm she’d experienced, and each time his pelvis slapped against hers, she moaned, nearly undone by the sensation.

And then he tensed, bowed under her, arched in a supremely uncomfortable-looking position as he pulsed inside her. Finally he collapsed onto the bed, and he wrapped his arms around her, taking her down with him.

They both lay panting, trying desperately to catch their breaths as Noah caressed her back with both palms. He moved lower, cupping her bu**ocks, squeezing them possessively.

The gesture made her tighten around his cock, which was still buried deep inside her, and she moaned softly again.

“You okay?” he murmured close to her ear.

She turned her lips to the side, turning just enough that she could kiss his chest.

“Perfect,” she said on a sigh.

She closed her eyes in utter contentment. It was true. The moment was absolutely perfect.

No matter what happened tomorrow, tonight she was at peace. Noah and Liam made her feel cherished and protected. They made her feel like she mattered.

Tomorrow—and the future—would work itself out. She had to believe that. All she could do was take it one day at a time and going forward make intelligent decisions she hadn’t made in the past.