and just like that, Carver takes my hips and the two of them start to move, finding a rhythm that works for all three of us. Carver sucks my nipple into his mouth and flicks it with his tongue as Grayson continues working my clit, the two of them together making me see stars.
“Are you good?” Carver murmurs in that low, rumbly tone that speaks right to my cunt.
I meet his hooded, dark eyes and nod.
“Good,” he mutters as his fingers flinch on my hips. “You ready for more?”
I stretch my knees wider and drop lower over him, taking him deeper as I lean right into him, opening myself to Grayson for easier access. My lips hit Carver’s neck and I tilt my head, whispering right into his ear. “It’s you who’s not ready, Dante Carver,” I promise him. “Now, fuck me.”
Grayson pauses for a slight moment behind me, and I sense the boys looking at each other, and when Grayson applies more pressure on my clit, I realize that the fun is only just getting started.
They both fuck me hard, slamming into me and stretching me in ways I didn’t know were possible. Water splashes up around us as a chorus of grunts, curses, and cries echo through my backyard.
My nails dig into Carver’s back, holding on for dear life as they completely rock my world, and as I feel that familiar burning deep in my core, building and growing with each thrust, I know that tonight, I’m not just going to come, but I’m going to shatter into a million well-fucked pieces.
Carver’s fingers dig into my hips, holding me tighter as he fucks my pussy, slamming into me and hitting me deep inside. “Fuck, babe. This tight little pussy is gonna be the death of me,” he growls through a clenched jaw.
Grayson growls his agreement and presses into my back, flattening me down against Carver’s strong chest, exactly where I want to be. I capture his lips in mine, kissing him deeply, and as Grayson’s hand comes down with a soft smack over my clit, I see stars.
My orgasm tears through me, lighting up my body and burning me from the inside out. “Ahhhh,” FUCK,” I cry out, digging my nails right into Carver’s back and drawing blood as I throw my head back.
Carver and Grayson both come with me, Grayson freezing inside my ass as he pours his seed into me, while Carver just keeps going like a fucking stallion making my pussy convulse and shatter around his thick cock. He tips his head forward and gently bites down on the soft skin of my shoulder, emptying himself into my pussy.
I revel in the pain of his fingers on my hips, only making my orgasm pulse through me that much longer.
As my body comes down from its high, Grayson’s arm curls around my waist and he pulls me back with him, stepping back and dropping down onto the seat beside Carver. “Holy fuck, Ellie,” Grayson pants in my ear, struggling to catch his breath before he trails soft kisses up the side of my neck. “That ass … fuck. Any day, babe. Any fucking day.”
I smile as Carver reaches across the seat and captures my hand in his. His thumb roams over the top of my knuckles, and as I meet his heated stare, the emotion in his eyes stands out like a shooting star on the darkest night.
As I watch him, I realize that he finally gets it. He understands why I couldn’t leave the guys to be only with him, and not only does he truly accept it, but he’s going to thrive on it, just like we do. We’ll each be as strong as the next, our bond unbreakable, and our love everlasting.
My chest swells with happiness. Not a word is said between us but there are none needed. He reads me just as well as I read him, and while sometimes that can come up and bite me in the ass in the worst kind of way, right now, it’s nothing short of perfect.
“Come here,” Carver says, raising our joined hands out of the water and hooking them over my head. He pulls me in and I fall into the small space between the boys, keeping them both as close as possible, knowing that at any point in this world, this happiness could all be taken away from me.
CHAPTER 32
“Miss Ravenwood,” Earnest Brooks says through the phone, dragging me away from Cruz’s bedside