I held Brody’s dark stare as I laid Knox’s hand on my tit and lowered the other one to the waxed skin of my pussy. “Please,” I begged, no one in particular and everyone at once.
Brody’s hands tightened and moved me back and forth across his stomach as Knox’s hand drifted lower, parting my lips so my clit was directly against his boyfriend’s body.
“We’ve got you.” Knox bit my earlobe as he pinched my nipple and rocked his still-stiff cock against my ass.
Hannah crawled to my side and kissed me, absorbing my cries of pleasure as she slipped her fingers between my body and Brody’s.
She bit my lip, “We’re going to make you come. All three of us.”
“Yes.” I gasped, fighting off tears as I chased the most monumental orgasm of my life. “Please.”
Brody’s body tensed beneath me each time he rocked me forward, and it was the perfect amount of rhythm and pressure that I needed, I cracked open, falling apart into a million little pieces.
“Fuck.” A primal scream ripped from my throat and they all took it in, giving me more.
More attention.
More affection.
More praise.
“Come for us.” Brody growled, “That’s it, Angel Eyes.”
I shook my head no, out of instinct, but he just rocked me harder, forcing another explosive orgasm through my body. Wave after wave of ecstasy rippled through my body and I felt like years of build-up washed off my bones with each swell. When it finally stopped, I felt bare.
Raw.
Free.
I collapsed, unable to sit upright anymore, and Brody caught me as I fell to his chest. His massive arms wrapped around my back as he held my crumbling body together.
He held me together.
“You’re okay.” He whispered in my ear, and I felt Hannah and Knox’s hands on my body too, soothing and comforting me, though Hannah was the only one who knew why.
The guys didn’t ask.
They just held me through it.
And I knew I’d never be the same girl I was when I walked into their house that first time.
For the better.
Chapter 25 – Knox
Lex was wrapped around my body from head to toe, with her head on my chest and her legs tangled with mine.
Hannah was curled around her back, and Brody was around hers.
And the normalcy of it all astonished me.
Hours ago, she had given herself to us.
It was the first time I’d truly seen her let herself be free. Enchanting didn’t even begin to describe watching her unchain herself.
Something happened to that girl in her past, and it had shaped the woman she became, yet she let go of some of that.
For us.
We had gotten little sleep after that, yet I laid awake, weighing it all in my head like a precarious teeter-totter.
Make one wrong move, and the whole thing would tip, spilling everything into the sand.
A faint buzzing from the other side of the bed caught my attention. Brody rolled over, silencing his alarm and looking over at the two women between us.
He raised his brow at me in the dim light and shook his head. He had to be at the shop early for a customer picking up a custom-ordered hood with his trademark detailed paint job. But I didn’t need to be there until ten or eleven at the earliest.
I had no intention of moving from the warmth of our bed until I had to.
He kissed the back of Hannah’s head gently and rolled out of bed, walking around to me and leaning down to whisper.
“You’d better make it to work.”
“And if I don’t?” I asked as Lex shifted, snuggling into me further.
“I’m locking up-and-coming home after the first pickup.”
“I don’t see a problem with that.”
