gripped Hayle’s hair in one hand while digging my nails into Leo’s back with the other. It felt so good, but something was missing.
Dragging my mouth away from Leo’s, I searched for Tristin. He was sprawled out in the chair in the corner, one hand leisurely stroking his erection while his gaze zeroed in on me. And it was the hottest damn thing I’d ever seen. He was getting pleasure from watching me, and that alone turned my aching need to something deeper, making me throb from the inside out.
As Leo trailed kisses down my neck and over my shoulder, I kept my eyes locked with Tristin’s. There was so much heat between us, I could have sworn we were only inches apart instead of yards.
If I’d had the presence of mind to ponder it, I would have wondered how three men could be turning me on equally at the same time. Exactly what they were doing with their tongues or lips or eyes didn’t matter. It was their undivided attention that made me go wild. And, okay, what they were doing didn’t hurt either.
“Inside me,” I panted, my breaths coming out too quickly for what little exertion I’d expended.
Hayle and Leo both immediately withdrew, and Tristin stood and walked to the bed. They so easily traded places, it was like they were discussing what to do telepathically.
While Leo situated himself between my legs, condom in place, Tristin climbed onto the bed next to me. His cock looked so hard and big, I couldn’t resist reaching out to stroke it. Even though I knew exactly how it would feel in my hand, I relished the silky smoothness against my skin.
His eyes fluttered shut, and the lines on his face smoothed. I could have watched him like that forever, except Leo chose that moment to settle against my entrance. My gaze bounced to him, and I gasped when he pushed inside of me with a single thrust.
Gripping my hips almost painfully, he shot me a playful grin. “Hang on, babe.”
He began rocking into me, and I surged forward to meet him. Once we had a rhythm going, I turned back to Tristin and leaned in to run my tongue along the length of him. He jerked, and I rewarded him by drawing him into my mouth.
Tristin began thrusting gently, quickly finding a rhythm that matched Leo’s. I lost the ability to process anything except both of them moving inside of me. And that’s when I felt Hayle’s mouth slide against my upper back.
It was all too much, but I also couldn’t imagine anything more perfect. I savored every moment I got to spend alone with each of them. But being with all three of them, like this, hurtled me into another stratosphere.
No matter what anyone else might think or say, there was no shame in giving and receiving pleasure together. Our relationship was beyond most people’s comprehension, and that was okay.
“I love you, sweetheart,” Hayle whispered against the crook of my neck.
“And I love you, angel,” Tristin gritted out, letting me know he was close.
Leo slipped his hands from my hips to under my ass, and he slid in even deeper. “I will always love you, Thea.”
Unable to speak, I closed my eyes, relaxed, and gave into my climax instead. I wasn’t one to confuse sex and love, but I couldn’t ignore the love surrounding me. And that was what made this the best sex of my life.
Convulsing with my mouth still around Tristin’s cock, I felt him jerk before he warned me that he was coming. I didn’t release him until he was fully spent, and then I watched as Leo shattered, his face contorting with the mixture of pleasure and pain I’d been experiencing since Hayle first touched me in the back of the SUV.
Moments later, Hayle trembled at my back, murmuring my name, and with a sigh, I finally allowed myself to sink fully into the bed, languid and beyond sated. But, despite my body’s blissed-out state, it still thrummed with something new. An awareness that what we’d done tonight changed things in a way that would be impossible to ignore from now on.
Within a couple of minutes, the guys had all left then reappeared partially dressed to lie with me on the bed. We barely fit—I definitely needed to upgrade to a bigger bed as soon as possible—but none of us seemed to care.
After a long silence, Tristin tugged my back against his boxer-clad front and asked,