Page 52 of Decked, Wrecked and Pucked
I don’t need to say it out loud. We can all feel it.
“The way he fucks… it’s everything, right?” Jasper whispers in my ear, and I nod, my body strung so tight I feel like I might snap. “Zeke will make you see stars, too, angel. His cock… fuck, it feels so damn good.”
Heat climbs up my spine, and my hand lowers, closing around Jasper’s cock through his underwear. I tighten my grip around him, dragging my palm down the length of him.
“Take these off.”
Jasper strips off his underwear, and holy shit, his dick is beautiful.
Of course it is.
It’s Jasper.
He wraps a hand around the base, giving it a slow stroke. I reach out and cover his hand with mine, sliding my thumb over the precum already smeared across the head. I bring it to my lips, tasting him, loving the way his breath stutters and his eyes go dark when I swallow.
“Fuck…” A groan cuts through the air, but it doesn’t come from Jasper.
Roman stands there, fully naked. Zeke is flush against his side—just as bare and just as unfairly beautiful—his lean frame pressed tight to Roman’s bulk. He’s got his mouth on Roman’s neck, dragging slow, wet kisses down his throat. His hand wraps around his cock, and that’s when I see his piercing for the first time. Silver gleams at the tip like it’s begging to be played with. Now all I want is to drop to my knees and wrap my lips around him, feel that metal drag across my tongue as he fucks my mouth with those tattooed hands buried in my hair.
“You two look so good together,” Roman rasps.
“Both of you need to get over here,” Jasper orders as he begins to strip me of my clothes, leaving me naked for the first time in front of all of them. “Pretty sure we’re both more than ready to get fucked.”
“Get inside her, Zeke,” Roman bites out, his voice ragged as he steps closer. “She doesn’t want it sweet. She wants to be fucked like she’s the only thing that’s ever mattered.” His gaze drags down my body like it physically hurts him to look and not touch. “That’s what gets her off. When it’s so fucking raw, she’ll still feel you the next day, every inch of her marked by how badly you needed her.” He exhales hard, his jaw tight. “She wants to be reminded that she’s it, that she’s the one.”
The way Roman gets lost in his memories of us—it does something to me. I feel like I’m one second from falling apart, from tears or release, and I can’t even tell which.
Roman and Zeke move in, slotting themselves above me and Jasper like they’ve done it a hundred times before. Their focus is absolute, all that hungry attention zeroed in on the only thing they want—us.
Roman pops the cap off the lube with a snap, and before I can even catch my breath, Zeke’s mouth is on me. He licks a line straight up my chest, taking his time as he circles my nipple, sucking and biting until pleasure sparks along my spine.
He drops between my thighs, flattens his tongue, and drags it right across my clit.
“Holy shit?—”
“She tastes phenomenal, doesn’t she?” Jasper pants out.
“Fucking beautiful.”
When I glance down at Roman, he’s a perfect mirror of Zeke—his mouth wrapped around Jasper’s cock, fingers buried deep, working him open.
Watching the way Roman touches Jasper makes my pussy throb, and I know Zeke can feel it. He wraps his lips around my clit, and I break. There’s no slow build, no teasing edge, just a brutal, blinding orgasm that leaves me gasping and my legs trembling as I squeeze his head between my thighs.
“Zeke… Jesus?—”
He doesn’t stop licking me through it, moaning into my pussy like he can’t get enough. Then his hand shoots out, grabbing Roman by the back of the neck, and he slams their mouths together. Roman groans into it, tongue-fucking Zeke like he’s desperate to suck every trace of me off his lips.
“See how much Roman misses your pussy, baby,” Jasper murmurs as his hand slides between my shaking thighs. “Fuck… you made a beautiful mess.”
Zeke pulls back from Roman and presses their foreheads together, both of them breathless, sweat slick, and wild-eyed.
“Share, big guy,” Jasper teases, and Roman’s smirk is pure filth as he lowers his mouth to his.
“Addie?” Zeke’s voice pulls me back in, and I turn my gaze to where he’s settled between my thighs, the thick head of his cock brushing against my clit. “Listen, we can stop right now if you want. We don’t use protection because it’s always just been the three of us, but we should’ve had this conversation first. Honestly, I don’t think any of us expected this to actually happen.”
“I did… Fuck,” Jasper groans. “They’re in the nightstand beside you… Shit, Rome, keep fucking my ass like that.”
Zeke laughs, reaching over to grab the box of condoms, but I cover his hand with mine.
