Page 60 of Honey Pot

MATTHEWS

“Come here,” he growled, and I giggled as my ass slid across the bed. “You’ve been teasing us with this all night.” He dropped to his knees between my legs, and Dean crawled onto the bed behind me.

He tugged roughly on the braid in my hair and exposed my neck to his lips as Cael snapped the buttons on his jersey, sending them flying through the dimly lit room. He laughed with a playful shrug and pushed the jersey down over my shoulders until it was hanging at my wrists.

“Are you nervous?” Dean asked, his chest leaning against my back and his mouth brushing over my ear.

“Should I be?” I swallowed tightly, but I wasn’t. Only excitement coursed through me.

“I warned you, he bites.” Cael kissed a line over my stomach as his fingers tickled the base of the black harness, looking for a way in.

Dean’s teeth dug into my shoulder and my hips arched into Cael’s grip. A delicious spike of pain ripped over my skin, and I wiggled for more attention. “So needy,” Cael whispered. “Look at her.”

His words were like lighter fluid igniting the kindling in my stomach, and heat exploded over my skin as his teeth grazed the fabric along the swell of my breast. Wetness pooled in my underwear as Cael’s full length rubbed against my inner thigh, and Dean wrapped his arm around me to pull me back onto the bed.

With my head tilted, I could kiss Dean, his lips finding mine aggressively. It was hot but I could tell it was a show. Cael's growl was deep as hisfingers traced the edges of my shorts and dipped between my thighs. I broke from the kiss to find him staring at us, a possessive snarl on his lips, waiting forsomething.

“Do you need an invitation, Loverboy?” I narrowed my eyes at him and let my leg fall open.

Dean’s hand raked over my shoulder, massaging my skin until his fingers managed to work their way under the harness. My hips bucked as his fingers found my nipple and pinched hard enough to draw a low whine from my lips.

Cael watched for a moment longer, one hand half in my shorts and the other gripped tightly to Dean’s massive thigh as he watched us. Blue eyes so bright they could have been mistaken for fire as a smile formed on his lips.

“Cat got your tongue?” I pushed harder.

“You’re brave for being outnumbered,” he said and dipped his fingers into me.

My core was wet and aching for his touch as he plunged two fingers deep without warning. Cael pulled away just as quickly, leaving me gasping for his touch as he shucked the shorts from my thighs and tossed them across the room. He sunk down against my thigh, dipping his head between them and taking my clit into his mouth as he pushed his fingers back inside.

A throaty moan left Dean as he snapped the strap of my bra.

“Ow,” I whined, and he kissed my back where it had bit into my skin, working his way back to my throat only to replace it with his hand. He was more deliberate than Cael, moving slowly, taking his time to tease my skin as Cael lapped at my core and drove me to the edge.

“Fuck me, Cael!” I cried out as he hooked his fingers against me and bit down on my clit.

His face was covered in wetness as he climbed my body, his hands covering every inch of my skin as he went. There was no teasing or preparation when he pushed into me quickly.

I gripped his shoulder, and my nails dug into his skin as my body clenched around his massive cock. It pressed painfully against the walls of my overworked core, raking against the G-spot creating small waves of tingling pleasure. A tiny chuckle left his lips as he angled his chin upward toward Dean with wide, glassy eyes.

“Do you want a taste?” He whispered, and my body shuddered at the sound as Dean licked his lips and wrapped a big hand around Cael’s face, bringing him in for a long, heated kiss.

Cael’s hips rolled against me as he reached for Dean’s embrace. They broke in a breathless huff, and the focus shifted again.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Cael groaned, his hand found my hip and pressed me roughly down into the bed. His tone was gentle as I lifted my leg and wrapped it around him to steady his rhythm.

Cael felt so damn good inside of me. My body ached for seven years for that feeling. My fingers raked into his hair, and I whined in his ear, telling him just how deep he was and how good it felt to be that full. My words lit a fire and his hips rocked harder against my ass as Dean managed to pop the second button on the harness, releasing my breasts from the fabric. They spilled into his hand, and his fingers brushed painfully over my sensitive nipples.

Cael’s eyes widened, and he dipped his mouth over the unattended nipple quickly, his teeth grazing but never biting. They were surprisingly good at sharing as Cael continued to mindlessly fuck me against his best friend.

“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t hold anymore of me.” Cael growled against my ear, “I want you to scream my name, Plum,beg me.”

My head fell against Dean’s chest as Cael’s pace became brutal, and his grip on my hip grew tight enough to leave bruises, but I kept my mouth shut. He would have to work harder for that if he wanted it.

“I want the entire Nest to know exactly who you are,” Cael demanded, slipping slowly from my center. His length ran against me at a torturous pace until his tip popped from my entrance, and he slipped through my folds. “Who you belong to.”

I shuddered at his touch, and Dean chuckled against my skin. His lips and teeth praised my sweaty jawline. “You should listen to him.” Dean gripped my throat gently and angled my face toward Cael.

“Scream my name.” He hovered above us.

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