longer.” Thomas rolled to cover Hope. “I want to fuck you, love.”
She spread her thighs, running her hands over his shoulders as he settled himself against her. “Then fuck me, Thomas. Now.”
Alec’s heartbeat sped, his heart pounding rough and fast as he watched Thomas thrust his hard shaft deep inside Hope. The view was almost as exciting as being the one making love to her.
Almost .
Wrapping his fingers around his penis, Alec stroked in rhythm with the movement of Thomas pushing into Hope. Thomas pulled back, his erection coated in her slick fluids. Then he sank back into her. Hope raised her hips and raked her nails over his skin. Alec pumped his cock harder, wishing he could be the man making love to her sweet cunt. The musky scent of sex hung heavy in the air, adding to the pleasure.
Waiting became impossible. Alec needed to join in. He took Hope’s hand and put it on his cock. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft, squeezing and then stroking as sweet moans fell from her mouth. Then she pumped him, matching the rhythm with Thomas’s thrusts, just as Alec had done.
Alec wanted more. He moved closer, kneeling near her face. He pushed his erection, angling it down. “Suck my cock, Hope. Please, my love.”
There was no hesitation. She raised her head, taking him into her mouth. Her tongue was wild, her lips smooth and wet. Alec dropped over her, holding himself up on all fours as he dangled his shaft over her eager mouth. She pulled the crown between her lips and used suction to drive him mad.
Alec had always prided himself with his control—his ability to fuck Thomas for extended periods, bringing them both intense pleasure. Hope’s attention as she laved and sucked was pushing him to the edge of release so swiftly he felt like an untried lad, ready to spill his seed at jackrabbit speed.
What was it about her that stole his self-control?
Love.
The first time Alec had fucked Thomas, he’d experienced the same problem. Alec’s love for Thomas—the same love he now felt for Hope—made fucking so much more intense, so much more fulfilling. For now, Alec would let his body have its way. Later, he’d regain his precious control, just as he had with Thomas.
“Och, lassie…yer mouth is heaven.” His voice was full of need and wonder. Alec pumped his hips, fucking her mouth while trying to hold back his orgasm.
Thomas began to thrust into her, faster and faster, the expression on his face one of pure delight.
A glance down to Hope was Alec’s final undoing. Her eyes were glazed with passion as though she, too, was close to release. Then she closed them as she wrapped her slender thighs around Thomas’s hips and swirled her tongue around Alec’s cock.
Alec couldn’t hold back any longer. His balls pulled up against his body, sending his seed blasting from him into Hope’s mouth as he lost himself to the moment. Only when he came back into himself did he realize what he’d done.
Ready to apologize, he was shocked to see Hope lapping at his cock as if she loved his taste. The sight was thoroughly arousing. A moment later, Thomas gasped as he always did before he came. Fearing they would both be leaving Hope behind, Alec sat back on his heels and slipped his hand between the couple, finding her clit and stroking the swollen nub until she arched up against Thomas. The blending of their voices as Hope and Thomas found their fulfillments was music to Alec’s ears.
* * * *
The sun shining through the window woke Hope. She stretched, raising her arms over her head. Then she groaned.
Her body was stiff and a bit sore. No wonder. The three of them had been up most of the night. Both men had made love to her in ways she’d never imagined. Another groan slipped out before she could stop it.
“Good morning.” Thomas rolled toward her and threw his arm over her waist.
Alec’s thigh rested on top of hers, and his fingers stroked her stomach. “Such a glorious day.”
In the stark
Wolf Specter, Angel Knots