Page 59 of Three Hearts Hideaway

“No.” She shook her head, dragging him back up. “I need you inside me. And I need…” She eyed her tattooed man, sitting in the corner, watching her every move. “I need Roman, too.”

“Ava…” Logan said slowly, eyebrows squeezing together.

“I know you’re unsure about it. I know,” she soothed, placing a palm on his chest. “And I won’t force you to do anything. But I want this—all three of us. Roman is good with it, but you haven’t made it clear if you’d be willing to try it, too.”

“Shit.” He closed his eyes briefly. “Yes, Ava. I’ll give it a go. Honestly, any chance I get to be with you, I’ll take.”

She squealed and threw her arms around Logan’s neck, hugging him tight. “Oh!” She drew back, staring at his button-down shirt now stained with his cum. “Sorry about that.”

Logan laughed. A sound, musical and deep, she didn’t hear often, though she wished she did. “Don’t worry about it. I need to clean you up, anyway.”

He stripped off his shirt and used it to wipe the mess off Ava’s chest.

Roman stood beside her. “Let’s go.” He offered his hand and helped her to her feet. “We need to do this while you’re still soaked, love.”

Chapter Nineteen

AVA

Logan ushered her through his doorway, insisting they use his bedroom. Sleek and modern, his room was completely different from Roman’s. Not a thing out of place. Multiple lamps cast a warm glow across everything, bathing the room in amber light and shadows. She hadn’t noticed any of this when she’d first been in here. Probably because she was too busy getting the brains fucked out of her head to care about the lamplight.

“Get on the bed, Ava,” Logan ordered. “On your back. Legs spread wide.”

She did as she was told. She always did as she was told with Logan. How he and Roman would function together in this kind of situation, she didn’t know. Logan was dominant and authoritative. He claimed and controlled what he wanted. Roman was sweet, giving, and willing to do whatever she desired. His begging was a turn-on in its own right.

“Touch yourself,” Logan commanded.

She slid her fingers down her stomach, still sticky from Logan’s release, and closed her eyes. When she found herclit, she released a sharp gasp and treated herself tenderly. The sensation was overwhelming, but she didn’t dare stop and disobey Logan.

“Oh, hell,” Roman said. “You’re so fucking gorgeous, love.” He fell to his knees at the foot of the bed. “I could spend every waking moment kneeling before you and die a lucky man.”

The warmth of his hands stroking her thighs elicited a quiet sob from her throat. She opened her eyes and saw him watching her from between her legs, his stare fixed on her fingers playing with her clit. Logan stood behind him, stripping off his pants slowly, eyes locked on her own.

Her entire being was on high alert. Being watched elevated her arousal. All eyes on her. Goosebumps pebbled her arms and legs. Her fingers rubbed frantically against pussy while her hips bucked against the empty air. She needed their touch. She craved their friction.

“Strip, Roman,” Logan commanded.

Roman stood and obeyed, never taking his eyes off of her.

The sight of her two men, standing side-by-side, naked in all their glory, was her wet dream. Logan’s cut torso, the trail of hair that led to his perfectly thick cock. Roman’s broad shoulders, tattooed chest, and long, pierced dick. They were too much. They were everything. The orgasm that rocked through her was sharp and biting. She let out a scream as the height of pleasure shook her from the inside out.

“I can’t wait any longer.” Roman climbed between her legs and slipped inside her. He met no resistance.

The intrusion was almost painful for how tender she was, but she reveled in it.

“Your pussy feels amazing, love. All I want to do is fuck you. I see you, and I want to eat you,” he murmured in her ear. “I want to be inside you. I want to make you call out my name.”

He rocked into her in a steady rhythm, his piercing grinding against her most sensitive spot, making her stomach clench with need.

“That’s enough.” Logan’s voice was stern in his warning.

Roman laughed in her ear. “Like hell it is.”

“Ava—do you still want both of us?”

Logan’s comment made Roman go still inside her. He smiled. “You ready for us…together?”

She nodded. “I need you both.”

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