Page 3 of Perfidious Passion

"Get in here, Lilly." Aaron nudges Caleb away just enough to tug me between them.

My fingers tickle through his stubble and my body warms with their towering forms bracketing me front and back. "You did it," I whisper in awe of this amazing man. Thirty-two years old, and he's achieved his dream.

"I did," Aaron beams, one hand gripping my bare side and the other still holding Caleb's hip.

Never have I ever seen such a glorious smile on his face. Seven years older than me, I often feel like this amazing man outshines me in every capacity. Dirty blond curls are always styled to perfection, immaculate suits like the one he's wearing now, and eyebrows that seem to always be frowning. Aaron is a force. Tall and buff at six-foot-three, with blue eyes and swollen lips.He's a damn dream.

Meanwhile, I have cheese between my toes, my leggings are apparently see-through, my shoulder length hair is bright red with low lights woven throughout, and a spattering of freckles along my nose and cheeks. I always look a little too wild to be next to someone like him. Not to mention, some days, my curves be curving way too much around my thin frame, and my bottom lip is in a perpetual pout compared to my upper one.

Looking at him now, seeing him reach his goals, I'm reminded of how powerful Aaron is. "I am so,soproud of you, Aaron."

Heat smolders in his gaze at my sincerity. "Thank you, my love," he murmurs and dips his head to capture my lips. Thenine inches that separate us disappear so fast I gasp into the ferocity of his claiming.

Taking the opportunity of my parted lips, Aaron slips his tongue against mine and dominates my mouth. A hand weaves into my hair, but I'm heating up too fast to brush away the wooziness to figure out whose it is.

All I know is I'm pinned between two of my men while the other?—

Smack!

A low growl builds in Aaron's chest as he rips away from me and glares at Dean's hand on his shoulder. My husband just smirks and pushes Aaron a smidgen. "Congratulations, brother."

I don't have to worry about the mood changing for more than a second, because Aaron laughs and releases me to hug Dean. Their embrace is nothing like the way Caleb holds me, or how Aaron holds Caleb and me. It's a bro hug of epic proportions, with fists pounding on each other's backs, and deep laughter traded back and forth.

My cheeks hurt from smiling, but seeing my broodiest man so dang bubbly and happy makes all my worries disappear. All I ever want is for the three of them to be content. That's what brings me joy.

"So, dirty girl..." Caleb purrs, tugging me back against him. "Want to help me congratulate our man?"

"Dinner, though—" My protest is a weak, breathy thing that makes Caleb chuckle, and the other two turn heated gazes on me.

Dean prowls toward me and plasters himself to my front, smooshing me between my set of devious twins. "It's a good thing you set the timer then."

A moan slips free when Dean nudges his thigh between my legs. "D..."

"Mhmm," he rumbles back, both of them now kissing my neck and shoulders. "You're in double trouble now, baby."

Caleb laughs at their ongoing joke whenever they get me between them. I highly recommend twins.

A hand slips through the space between my ass and Caleb's cock, making us both groan and push against the teasing touch. "Panties?" Aaron asks Caleb.

When Caleb doesn't respond fast enough, Aaron's hand twitches, most likely gripping his husband's cock. "Bright pink thong! The ones you got her for our anniversary," he huffs, now thrusting behind me.

I tip my head back to see what they're doing, but Dean grips my jaw and forces me to lock eyes with him. "You want to know what your man is doing to my brother, hmm?"

I nod, incapable of words, even as he leads me around the couch away from the other two. We are absolutely not new to sharing, and while it took a while for Caleb and Dean to get used to being around each other during intimacy, I'd say we're all pretty comfortable now.

Tugging his jeans down, my mouth waters when Dean's cock slaps his stomach. Ass on the couch and legs spread wide, he urges me to my knees. As I drop, I peek over at the other two. My stomach coils, and my pussy flutters seeing Aaron’s hand down Caleb's jeans while they both track my every move.

A tug on my short pig tail draws my hazy attention back to D. "How 'bout you suck my cock and I tell you all about what the naughty editor and his hubby are doing behind you?"

Oh fuck.

"Yes," I breathe, already tipping forward to slide his cock into my mouth. I immediately take him all the way, needing something, any kind of touch to relieve the ache for them.

"Fuck, yes, Lilly." Dean sighs. His voice deepens as he gives me a play-by-play of the other two. "Aaron's long fingers are unbuttoning Caleb's?—"

"Mmmmm," comes from behind me, along with a thump of something hitting the floor.

I whimper in response to Caleb's pleasure and wiggle around to get some friction on my clit. Popping off for a moment, I give Dean my most pleading look. He smirks and wipes the drool from my chin.

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