Page 61 of Shared By my Ex's Best Friends
Then I feel Jake behind me. Close. His hands find my hips, thumbs brushing slow, soothing circles as he presses a kiss to the bare skin behind my ear.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs. “Do you know how crazy we are for you?”
He flexes his hips and grinds against my backside and I gasp. A moment later, Ethan steps up next to me, his eyes soft. He lifts his hand, brushing a knuckle along my jaw.
“Look at me,” he says, and I do.
I meet his dark gaze and he leans into pull me into a kiss. Liam runs his lips along the side of my neck and Jake kisses my nape. I’m surrounded and engulfed by their heat and their strength.
My breath hitches as Ethan’s lips move over mine—firm, slow, exploring like he’s waited forever for this. There’s something reverent in the way he holds me, a hand at the base of my neck, thumb stroking gently beneath my jaw.
The kiss deepens, and I sink into it, into him, even as I’m held in place by the others.
Liam’s breath ghosts across my collarbone. “You don’t know what it’s like, watching you and not being able to touch you.”
“I thought about this more times than I can count,” Jake adds, his voice rough with restraint, his hands sliding up my sides with care. “And none of it comes close to how you feel in my arms right now.”
I turn my head, breathless, my cheeks flushed, heart galloping in my chest. I should feel overwhelmed. Maybe I do, but not in a bad way.
It’s not confusion—it’s clarity. Like something big is finally settling into place. Something right.
“I’ve been so scared to say it,” I whisper, my voice trembling from more than just their touch. “But I don’t want to choose. I don’t want to let go of any of you.”
Three heartbeats pause around me. The air shifts.
“I want this. I want you—Liam, Jake, Ethan. All of you. If you’ll have me.”
There’s a moment of stillness.
Then Liam presses his forehead to mine. “You have us.”
Jake kisses the side of my neck again, slower this time, lingering. “Every part.”
Ethan takes my hand, intertwining our fingers, his palm warm and steady. “We’re with you. No shame. No regrets.”
Feeling safe and confident, I pull away and start walking toward the stairs.
When I reach them, I look over my shoulder and murmur, “You all coming?”
They don’t have to be told twice and move to follow me up the stairs to my bedroom. Once I step through the door, I slowly begin to strip, turning to face them as they come in after me.
They watch me, their eyes drinking me in as I take off all my clothes until I’m standing bare naked in front of them.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” Liam growls.
“So gorgeous.” Jake nods.
“I want to touch every inch of you, baby,” Ethan tells me.
Liam’s the first of the three to move, walking over to draw the curtains closed. The soft gold light from my bedside lamp softly illuminating the room.
Jake sits on the edge of the bed and leans back on his palms, watching me with a sexy little smirk. Ethan stands beside me, close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off his body, but he doesn’t crowd me. Doesn’t touch me.
He waits.
“I need you to say it again,” he says quietly. “That you want this. That you wantus.”
“I do.” My voice is barely above a whisper, but it’s clear. Steady. “I want all of you.”
