Page 72 of Caged Heat

His fingers ran over my body, untying my bikini and dropping it to the ground. The cool breeze from the water had my nipples pebbling, and I bit my lip to keep my moan inside. Once he had me naked, he tilted my chin up and stared into my eyes as he grazed his knuckle over my stiff peaks.

“If you can get Jacks hard with your mouth wrapped around his dick before he wakes, I’ll let you pick who gets your ass.”

I jolted forward, already knowing how I wanted them. August loved watching and hearing how Jackson and I got up to things, and he even orchestrated things between Jackson and me, like now, on a regular occasion, but having them both inside me at the same time was rarer.

And I loved being full of them both. There was nothing better.

Jackson was sprawled across the bed, one arm across his eyes, and the sheet covering one leg and part of his dick. His golden skin and muscles were on display, along with his wolf tattoo. He’d gotten one more since we met, a race car with fire on its tires, and the date we met was on his inner bicep. He’d kiss it before every fight, letting me know I was the one who owned his heart.

The night he’d shown me, talk about swoon. Though August joked he’d only done it so he could remember my birthday, but I didn’t care. That day had been exceptional.

Crawling onto the big bed, I carefully slid the sheet off his dick and took stock. It was already at half-mast, helping me. I glanced at August behind me. He’d taken residence in the chair that faced the bed; his tattooed body stretched out as he watched me. He only wore a pair of athletic shorts, and his monster dick was already perking up at the view of me bent over. Winking, I turned back to the dick in front of me.

I was afraid if I touched him first, he’d wake up, and I wouldn’t win, so I decided to go in for the kill. Checking he was still asleep, I bent further down and swallowed him as much as I could, taking the rest in my hand and stroking him. His dick immediately responded, thickening and twitching in my mouth as I swirled my tongue around his shaft.

Jackson was fully hard by the time I heard the first sign of him waking. He moaned, his legs moving, and his hands lowered to my head. Peeking up at him, I kept up my pace. His eyes fluttered open, and he smiled when he saw me.

“This is the best wakeup ever. Can we do this every day?” he asked, his voice deep and husky from sleep.

I hummed around him before easing back on my haunches and turning to August. “Do I win?” I asked with a smirk. Jackson’s dick was fully erect and leaking precum.

“Very good, Dove. Now turn around and sit on Jack’s face while you suck. It’s his turn to join in.”

“Yes, please,” Jackson groaned, lifting me before I could move. He spun me and lowered me over his face. I fell forward, catching myself on the bed as his tongue licked up my center. At this angle, I could watch August as he stroked himself. His eyes were focused on me, taking in my pleasure as I returned to my blow job.

Jackson and I traded moans and groans as we worked to get the other off. My pussy dripped all over his face as I unabashedly rode it. Jackson did the same, thrusting up into my mouth and fucking my face. August would throw out commands just as we’d get close, changing our position or telling us to do something different with our hands. The way he knew our bodies was incredible, knowing the smallest tells before we came. He could draw out our orgasms for hours if he wanted.

Thankfully, today was not that day.

“Sit on his cock, Dove. Ride him while you face me.”

I did as he said, sinking on Jackson with a blissful moan. He sat up, holding my hips and kissing my neck as I slowly rocked myself. August moved forward, sitting at the foot of the bed, and trailed his fingers over my nipples. They were so sensitive that the slightest touch had me close to orgasm.

“How does she feel, Jacks?”

“Amazing. God, she’s so wet and close. I can feel her rippling around me, just waiting to detonate. Fuck, you feel amazing, Ella.”

I whimpered, on the edge as well, and needing one more thing before I could fall apart. As usual, August knew and wrapped his hand around my neck and drew me to him in a deep kiss. His other hand squeezed my nipple so hard that I instantly came.

“Yes! Ah!”

My release triggered Jackson’s, and we both crashed into the bed with a heap of sighs and laughter.

“Don’t get too comfortable. I have plans for today,” August said smugly as we cuddled. Jackson groaned, but I knew it was in jest. August had breakfast delivered, and we ate in bed, with them taking turns feeding me. Then August insisted I take a bath so he could massage and wash my body while Jackson did his workout.

By the time he returned, I was in Blissville and the happiest resident of our little town.

Which only lasted a few minutes before August jumped into round two. Over the next few hours, he controlled Jackson’s and my pleasure, bringing us to the brink before he redirected.

“I need to come,” Jackson whined.

“Soon. Now, Nora, did you decide who got your ass?”

I nodded, my mouth suddenly dry. “You. But Jackson gets to take over orchestrating.”

August’s nostrils flared, his pupils dilated, and he nodded his agreement. I’d only taken him anal once. It had been a big stretch, and he’d been scared to do it again. So, I’d been preparing myself the past month with various plugs and felt confident I was ready.

“Yes!” Jackson jumped off the bed and ran over to one of his suitcases. He fumbled around inside before returning with the plug and lube. August’s eyes widened, and his shoulders relaxed. He stalked to me, caging me on the bed and kissing me.

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