Page 45 of Caged Heat

“You’re on,” Jackson teased, lifting my body to kiss me. I soon forgot about their competition as another orgasm wracked my body.

“Do you think you’re ready for me, baby?” August asked, hesitant as he stroked himself once I’d returned from my orgasm.

Nodding, I crawled over to him and straddled his legs. I hovered over his giant cock and gently sank, going slow as I took more of him in. We’d gotten half of him in before it hurt the last time we’d been together. I couldn’t deny that one of the things I was most sad about was not getting to feel all of him in me.

Holding his eyes, I braced myself on his shoulders as I continued to sink down. When I bottomed out, I didn’t know who was more surprised—me or him.

“Holy fuck,” Jackson proclaimed behind us. “That’s hot, and I’m not even inside you, Ella. Okay, I’m fully on board with this threesome, menage, triad. What do we want to call ourselves?”

“Jackson?”

“Yes, speed racer?”

“Shut up while I fuck August.”

August snorted, sealing his lips to mine as he moved, pushing up into me. My eyes rolled back, and I held on as he thrust up and pulled out, his pace quickening as he slid in and out. My nails dug into his shoulders, my body vibrating as everything went black. Jackson groaned behind me, setting me off as my orgasm took over, a million stars exploding behind my eyes.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

ELEANOR

I thought the first month of dating had been incredible. But once August and Jackson knew about each other and were okay with sharing me, everything increased tenfold. We had dates together and time one-on-one, ensuring all of my free time was consumed by them. I’d been worried when I woke up that next morning that things would be weird or not as okay as they made it seem. But true to their word, everything had been good. Great, in fact.

Add in the competition they seemed to have with one another, and my pussy barely had time to recuperate. Not that I was complaining. I was long overdue for orgasms and catching up on all the back ones owed over the past twenty years was a pleasure.

I was the happiest I’d ever been, and my face hurt from smiling so much. If hearts suddenly floated out of my eyes, I wouldn’t have been surprised. I was lovesick and utterly smitten with my two men, and I had to stop myself from gushing about it to everyone I knew.

Which had to be why, when faced with our first time apart, it was so hard. Right?

Sitting on Jackson’s bed, I watched him pack a small suitcase. He sorted out his socks, his teeny-tiny boxers I loved, and undershirts before dropping a dark leather Dopp kit on the side.

“Stop looking so sad, Ella. It’s just two days. One night. I’ll be back before you have time to miss me.”

“Not true,” I pouted. “I already miss you.”

He grinned and walked over to where I sat and cupped my cheeks. “I don’t like seeing you sad, but the caveman part of me likes that you’ll miss me. I’ll admit I was a little worried that you wouldn’t even notice.”

“Why?” I asked, scrunching up my brows.

He shrugged, some vulnerability shining through his brown eyes. “Because you’ll still have August.”

When I shook my head vehemently, my hair slapped against my face. “No. It’s not like that. You’re not replacements for each other.” I took his hand and placed it over my heart. “I have a Jackson shape and an August shape in my heart. I’m incomplete without both of you, babe.”

“Yeah?” he asked, smiling softly at me, his eyes shining with mirth.

“Yeah.” I ran back my words to figure out what I’d said. “You made that dirty, didn’t you?”

We both laughed before he sobered and cupped my face.

“Fuck it; I love you, speed racer. You’re the whole damn galaxy to me. The best extreme sport and adrenaline rush I’ll ever need. Every time I think I’ve gotten you figured out, you surprise me with something new. You’re the greatest treasure I could ever have uncovered.”

Gaping, I stared at him open-mouthed as his words crashed over me. This was what Jackson did. He completely blew me away, surprising me in the best ways. I never felt like I was too old or behind when I was with him. Jackson made everything fun, and I loved that about him.

“I love you too, Jackson. That was the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me. Do you really mean it?”

“Of course, Ella. I’ve never felt this way before, but I know it to be true. I think about you constantly and miss you when you’re not near. Even though I’m younger than you, what I feel for you is very big and real.”

“I feel the same, Jackson.”

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