Page 46 of The Mountain
Baby.
My core gives a hungry pulse at that word, at the desperate sound of his voice.
Beside us, Antoine and Liam are kissing, Liam standing over Antoine, Antoine with his head tilted back, throat exposed, hands trembling at his sides. I pause to watch them for a long moment, Liam’s hand pale against the dark skin of Antoine’s throat, his thumb stroking the pulse point. They break apart and Liam turns to look at me, his gray eyes so dark with hunger, they’re almost black. “You heard him, love,” he rumbles. “Get on your knees.”
I narrow my eyes at him, at the bossy order. His kiss-swollen lips curve in a challenging smirk. I slide from Matty’s lap, my eyes holding Liam’s as I sink between Matty’s knees.
Matty shifts, widening his knees and shuffling forward on the couch as he reaches up with fumbling fingers to pull down his sweatpants. I look up in time to see Matty’s cock coming free, the thick length practically slapping against his stomach, the head round and swollen, the heavy balls nestled at the base.
I lick my lips, my mouth watering at the sight of it. I’d barely caught a glimpse of it before. Seeing it now, in the dim light of the living room, exposed just for me, practically untouched—it’s beautiful.
Matty squirms beneath my gaze, his chest shuddering as he glances nervously from me to the guys on either side of him.
“Hey.” I grip his knees, holding his gaze with my own, bringing his focus back to me and me alone. I don’t want him to be nervous. I want to make him feel good. “You’re so hot.” I drop my gaze to Matty’s lap, to his hard length. “So hot.”
I grip the base, flicking my eyes up to his with a gentle smile, watching him carefully for his reaction. His lips part, knees widening farther in an attempt to give me more access, hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.
I lean forward, tongue darting out to trace the swollen head, getting a hint of salty-sweet precum. The move has my nipples rubbing against the rough fabric of the couch through my T-shirt, and I gasp at the sensation, suddenly aware of the aching fullness of my breasts.
I lap at him, my tongue swirling around the head, delicately, almost teasingly, then wrap my lips around the head, sucking lightly. He groans, his hands clawing at the couch cushions, his body shuddering beneath me. Without hesitating, I take him fully in, drawing him in until the head of his cock is nudging the back of my throat, stopping just before my gag reflex kicks in. I pull back, then take him in again, my tongue tracing the veins along the underside, humming as I relish the masculine taste of him.
“Oh…” Matty’s eyes fly wide as he stares down at me, his chest heaving. “Oh my goodness.”
Beside us, Liam hums in approval, and I glance up to see him watching us, his hand still around Antoine’s throat, both their lips kiss swollen. Liam grips Antoine’s chin, drawing his attention down to me and Matty.
“Look at that,” he murmurs. “Look at how well our girlfriend takes him. I think she likes sucking cock as much as you do.”
Our girlfriend. Warmth floods through me at that word, at hearing him call me that.Their girlfriend.
Antoine whimpers, his green eyes fixed on my mouth, on Matty’s cock sliding in and out. His own lips part, damp and swollen from Liam’s rough kisses.
“I bet you’re wishing that was you right now,” Liam teases, dipping down to nip at Antoine’s ear. “Bet you’re imagining what those pretty lips would feel like wrapped around your dick.” Liam turns to give me a sharkish grin. “He does have a very nice cock, by the way. I’d be happy to share it with you, if you want a taste.”
A laugh bubbles up in my throat, and I release Matty’s cock with a gasp, then glare up at Liam in mock indignation. “Stop distracting me,” I complain, my hand still wrapped around Matty’s shaft. It pulses beneath my touch. “I’m trying to make this good for Matty.”
But, it would be nice to make Antoine feel good too. To distract him from today’s bad news, at least for a moment.
Liam’s smile softens, becoming more genuine as his gaze darts to Matty. The man in question has his head thrown back, lips parted, hands clenched at his sides, a red flush trailing down his throat and dipping beneath the neck of his T-shirt. “I don’t think you have to worry about that, love. Matty looks like he’s about to explode. You’re about to come, aren’t you, big guy?” Liam teases.
Matty groans in reply, lifting one massive arm to cover his face, either in embarrassment or need.
At his other side, Seth shifts, trying to surreptitiously adjust his pants without waking Eddie. Eddie, who is currently drooling on Seth’s knee.
Seth shoots me and Liam an almost panicked look, like he isn’t sure whether he should stay or run and hide in his room.
“You okay?” I ask Seth, my fingers absently trailing teasing touches up and down Matty’s length, then tracing the seam of his balls. The skin is silky beneath my touch. And hearing the sounds he’s making—guttural and desperate—it’s absolutely addictive. “You’ll say if you’re uncomfortable, right?”
Seth might have admitted he likes watching, but that doesn’t mean I can assume he’s comfortable with this.
Seth gives me a grateful smile, reaching down to cup my face with one callused hand. “Oh, honey.” There’s so much warmth in his gaze, in his smile, I can practically feel it blazing against my skin. “You’re so goddam sweet. Watching you with them—this is honestly the hottest thing I’ve ever done.” He bites his lip, flashing a sheepish grin. “I’m just nervous because I’ve never been a part of something like this before. And because I really, really want to make myself come and…” He trails off, looking pointedly at the straining bulge in his sweatpants, then at Eddie drooling against his knee.
I bite back a laugh, turning to press a kiss to Seth’s palm to hide my smile. Poor Seth.
Seth gives me a lopsided grin, shrugging in reply before looking down at Eddie with affection. “I don’t want to wake him up though. He’s sleeping so well…”
I do laugh then, a full-throated laugh. Beside me, Liam snorts out a laugh as well.
“Just wake the fucker up. Jesus Christ, mate.” Liam shakes his head in disbelief. “You know he’d wake you up if things were reversed. Honestly, I don’t even know how he’s still asleep right now.”
