my hand out of my hair with rough fingers. His other hand held my jaw as he kissed me.
The stubble on his chin brushed against my nose as he kissed me upside down, his tongue claiming my mouth.
I had all their mouths on me, all their tongues working to give me the greatest pleasure I could ever imagine. Just as Alec pulled away and licked my lips, I came.
He watched me, just as he said he wanted to. His eyes took in every detail of my face and body as I came undone beneath them, wave after wave of pleasure washing through me; I moaned into Alec’s face, and he panted above me.
Tyler slowed down as I rode it out. Ethan and Josh did the same, giving me little kisses.
They all backed up and stood around me, watching with heavy eyes and heaving chests as I slowly melted into a puddle on the platform. I liked having their eyes on me, their undivided attention. It made me feel powerful. Strong.
As my breathing calmed, I struggled up onto my elbows. Alec rushed forward to support me, so I gave up trying to sit up and leaned on him instead.
“Water.” I reached my hand out, and Ethan placed a bottle of water in it immediately. I drank half the bottle and handed it back.
Alec was rock hard—he was pressing into my back, his hands starting to roam my body—and I could see how hard the others were too. Seeing and feeling the evidence of their desire had my body responding again already. Alec’s touch was becoming more demanding, his hips rocking lightly behind me. Ethan sat on the edge of the platform and leaned in to kiss me, gentle at first but more insistent with every second.
Tyler sat down on the bench and drank his water as his eyes drank in what we were doing on the platform.
He’d started this, probably orchestrated the whole thing, and now he was sitting back to watch it play out. He looked so fucking cocky, with that knowing smile on his face, my favorite little bit of hair falling over his forehead.
I pulled away from Ethan’s kiss, and he started kissing my jaw, moving down to my neck as his hand gripped my hip.
Josh walked around the platform until he stood before me, then gave me a brilliant, lust-filled smile. I just loved how freely they moved while completely nude, not even a little shy about the raging erections standing to glorious attention.
Untangling myself from the hands and mouths that already had me ready to go again, I lifted onto my knees and pulled Josh in for a kiss. He groaned into my mouth, grabbing my ass firmly and rubbing himself all over me. The steam made everything slick and slippery.
I pulled out of his embrace, turning to the other two.
“On your back.” I didn’t specify which one of them I wanted to lie down. I just pointed to the platform. Ethan obeyed immediately, flashing me a dimpled grin. He spread out on one side of the platform, one leg stretched out, the other hanging off the edge with his foot planted on the ground, his thigh muscle bulging. Who was I kidding? All of Ethan’s muscles were bulging. All the damn time. He stared at me with adoration, patiently waiting for me to do whatever I wished to his body.
Alec, on the other hand, looked as if he was contemplating scooping me up and running out of there to find somewhere dark he could fuck me hard and fast against a wall, all to himself. I was all for that, but not today.
He was breathing hard, his eyes narrowed, his shoulders tight. He didn’t like me telling him what to do. It was always a battle of wills with us. I kept my gaze steady, resolute, and eventually, his eyes still glued to mine, he lowered himself to his hands and knees and spread himself out on his back for me. Because while he didn’t like me telling him what to do, he also fucking loved it when I told him what to do. It was fucked up and confusing, but I understood it perfectly. Because it was exactly how I felt about him telling me what to do.
I wanted Alec first. He’d been first in so many ways—my first Variant; the first one I saw after being kept away for years; the first one to bring me to orgasm, despite the less than ideal