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She grips me in her hand firmly and drags her tongue over the tip, chocolate brown eyes never leaving my own.
She's rough with me, and I like it. She's so worked up and overwhelmed by what Maddox is doing to her, and she's desperate to get me off. All of my partners have been enthusiastic, but watching Nikki feral for me, for us, is another level.
She shoves me all the way to the back of her throat suddenly, and my hips buck of their own accord.
"Slow down, sweetheart. I don't want to choke you," I say, my voice strained and weak.
She lets out a disgruntled huff through her nose and pulls back to my tip before sucking it so hard it almost hurts and then slamming back down on my shaft.
Oh, right. I'm supposed to talk her through it.
"Fuck, Nik. Look at you taking us so well. I bet Diesel's going to be sad he missed out."
Her eyes narrow at me, but I can't help the cocky smile that splits my face in two. I don't mind a little competition in the bedroom.
Her hands fly to my thighs, her eyes pinch shut, and she stills, whining through her first orgasm.
I look up to see Maddox stand, smiling, and wipe her essence off his mouth and chin with the back of his hand.
"One," he says, grinning at me.
Chapter sixteen
Nikki
My orgasm slams through me like a freight train. I've never had a threesome before, and I never knew what it was like to be completely overwhelmed by so many different sensory inputs.
The weight of Axel's cock on my tongue. The smell of his body soap and unique sandalwood musk that I've learned is just Axel. The sound of his voice when he talked to me was, low and desperate. The words he said, encouraging me. The naughty, wet feel of Maddox's tongue swiping through my folds, circling my clit slowly, and then plunging into me. It was all too much. And not enough.
As I caught my breath, and my head stopped spinning, I thought about the one person missing from the room. My heart ached for him. I would have invited him if he didn't still have his phobia. He disappeared as quickly as he could when we finally got home. I hate that he feels left out of whatever this is. Maybe we could invite him to just watch next time?
These three are a crew, a team. It's rare to see them without each other, and you can tell the years of camaraderie, and inside jokes and shared experiences have banded these men to each other. One doesn't feel complete without the other two.
I'm brought back to the present moment when I hear the unbuckling of Maddox's belt and the teeth of the zipper.
Oh, God. They're not done with me.
"Come here," Maddox says from behind me, as he wraps a solid arm around my stomach and pulls me back against him. He sits on thebed and pulls me into his lap, my back to his chest. I'm relieved because I'm not sure my legs could handle much more, but I'm too tall to take Axel back into my mouth.
Maddox grips my hips and runs his cock through my wet folds. I feel the distinct texture of latex, and I'm glad he put on a condom during my trek outside of my own body.
He lifts me by the hips and lines himself up at my entrance. With an incredible amount of control, he lowers me, inch by inch, onto him. I tense a little when he feels too big, and he notices and stops.
"Kiss her," he commands Axel. "She's too fucking tight for me. Play with her clit."
I'm suspended in air, my ass not quite on his thighs as he holds me just where he wants me. It's a strange feeling being manhandled. I'm used to fighting, wrestling, and being in control. Right now, I feel like a rag doll, being used for pleasure, and goddamn if that thought doesn't tighten my nipples.
"What did you do?" Maddox asks.
"Nothing yet?" Axel responds.
"You having dirty thoughts up there, Nikki? Your pussy just squeezed me like a vice, and no one's even touching you," he teases. I like Maddox's teases, though. It means he's relaxed and happy.
"I'm..." I pant, unsure of how to even form words anymore. "I like..." Another pant.Come on, Nikki! Get it together!"Being your plaything."
I cringe, worried I've said too much. Sure, I read a ton of smut, but I doubt women in the real world talk like the sassy FMCs I love reading so much.
But the wicked grin on Axel's face tells me that maybe I didn't just embarrass myself.
