Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 59236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
I looked around for Ethan, half frantic. He sat up and joined us, his hand reaching out for me. I took his hand and drew him in. I needed his kiss. The overwhelming pleasure that bubbled up in me that threatened my sanity couldn’t find completion until I had all three men on me. He reached for me, dipping his head, and captured my lips with his. He licked my upper lip and then slid his tongue in my mouth full and lush. That was when I came. Shards of lightning ripped through me, my body pulsating and writhing around, riding my lovers, and crying out an earth-shattering completion when Leo shot out inside me. The hot gush of his orgasm shot into me as he threw his head back and roared. I ground into him, wanting every drop. Then he kissed my cheek, slipped out of me and Noah turned me around facing me. He bore me down into the mattress and penetrated me, his own erection so huge by then with trying to hold out that I gasped at the pressure and opened my legs wider to take more of him. I was so wet and slippery with arousal that I could take him though I was tender.
Ethan lay beside me, and Noah covered my body with his, impaled me and then rocked, aligning our bodies so his pelvic bone pressed deliciously against my clit with each heavy thrust and jolt. I spread my legs as wide as I could to take him and gave a sharp cry with every forward push, every rock into my tenderest, most overwrought place.
Pleasure whipped through me like the jerking of a live wire, uncontrollable and dangerous. I squeezed my eyes shut, reached my arms above my head. Ethan held my hand, wound our fingers together. He took the tip of my thumb in his mouth and teased it. Noah came inside me with a sharp in-drawn breath, no roar for him. All his power went into that magnificent final thrust that pushed me across the bed. I gathered him in my arms and held him as we spiraled down from the powerful climax we’d shared. Then I rolled onto my side, feeling spent, drained, and satisfied. But I needed one more thing. “Ethan, “I said hoarsely, “Please. Come here.”
He looked at me incredulously. Any girl would’ve been happy to have one of them, much less all three interested in her. But it was truly a lucky woman who got to have all three of them in the same night.
“Are you sure?” he said, looking at me with concern on his face but a high flush on his cheeks.
“I’ll never sleep if I don’t have all three of you. You wouldn’t want to be the reason I get insomnia, would you?” I teased.
“Never,” he said slyly and gathered me in his arms, “You’ve worn out a line of men servicing you. It would be an honor to join their ranks. But you did seduce me already,” he said, indicating his two brothers lying across the bed exhausted.
“That was nothing. Just a warmup,” I said, all bravado. He grinned at me.
Ethan gathered me into his arms and held me, touching my face, my lips and cheek. He tucked my tangled hair behind my ear affectionately and kissed my forehead. His fingers traced the line of my throat, the swell of my breasts, the curve of my stomach. He paused and met my eyes.
He surprised me by taking my hand and pulling me to my feet. He nodded to his brothers who both rose as well. One looked in my partly filled dresser drawers while the other went into the bathroom and started the taps in the big tub. I looked at Ethan, puzzled.
“We made a mess of you, love. Now we’ll clean you up. I won’t have you waking up sticky and stiff. You’re our lover. It’s a matter of pride,” he said smoothly.
As hot water poured in and Leo poured in bubbles, I lingered by the edge of the tub. Ethan hugged me from behind and kissed my shoulder. I looked back at him, uncertain.
“I didn’t—” I hesitated, feeling.
“You did. I’m yours. We all are. Go ahead and get in the water. I’ll claim the privilege of washing you.”
I sank into the warm water, jasmine scented bubbles enveloping me. I was sore in some strange places and needed to stretch out in the tub. As I did, Ethan cleaned me with a warm washcloth, his hand disappearing under the bubbles to cleanse me. He lingered over every inch of my body. Then he let the water drain out and helped me to my feet with a kiss before wrapping me in a towel. Drowsy and relaxed, I got into my pajamas and leaned against his shoulder as he walked me to bed. I slide between the sheets and let him tuck me in.