Page 77 of A Little Bit Reckless
I shook, my entire body unstable. I thought I’d fall even though Wells held me, but then a hand came to touch me from behind.
Bru’s touch was soft, gentle. He rested a hand on my waist, but it was steadfast.
“And me,” Bru said, the words burning through me. Especially when I felt his other hand come up to tangle with Wells’s. Wells’s hand was still in my hair, and their fingers intermingled.
“What do you need, Bow?” Bru said from behind me. His hand squeezed my waist. “Tell me what you want from me. Tell me what youneed.”
“Tell us,” Wells stated, his voice rough, heavy. He reached around me to brace Bru’s arm. He ended up gripping Bru’s hand on my waist, and Bru growled from behind me. A deep sound left Wells’s lips in response, and the heat of it brushed my hair. “What do we need to do to make you feel powerful? Tell me whatIneed to do. Please…”
Please…
“Please tell me, Squeak. I’m begging you.” Wells’s hand gripped my hair, and Bru’s did too. Wells’s mouth warmed the top of my head. “I need you to tell me what you want. I need you.”
He needed me.
I needed him too. I neededbothof them.
“Make love to me,” I said, and both guys sucked in a breath. I reached for Wells’s neck, seeking his mouth. “Make me feel loved.”
The words barely left my lips before Wells closed the distance. His mouth sealed with mine, and he tasted my lips like a man consumed with hunger. Like he waited so long to taste me again.
Like he waited so long to have me.
Wells’s mouth devoured mine, and Bru hiked me up to meet it. Bru pressed me into Wells, and when Bru ground his cock into me, I gasped.
“Tell me if this is too much,” Bru gritted out. His hold on me was firm but shaky. Like he was attempting to hold himself back but failing.
Reaching back, I rubbed Bru’s dick. I stroked him through his jeans, letting him know he was okay, and the noise that he released behind me was feral.
“I want this,” Wells said and wrapped an arm around both Bru and me. Grabbing Bru’s waist, he forced Bru into me. Bru and I both called out, and Wells bit my lip. “I want you both so bad. I shouldn’t, but I fucking want it.”
I understood. Both guys seemed to have been at war with not just what was happening between the three of us, but each other. I’d seen them be intimate before, but there seemed to be some resistance there.
“Let us love you, Wells,” I said to him, and instantly, he started shaking beneath my mouth. I kissed his neck, his chest, and I felt his heart beat into my lips. His heart was going at a rapid-fire pace. Especially when I pushed my hand under his shirt.
Bru ended up reaching around me and taking off Wells’s shirt. His golden chest was hard and perfect in front of me, andI touched it. In fact, I started licking my way down it, and Wells growled before reaching up and grabbing Bru. I was sandwiched between both guys when Wells bit Bru’s mouth. Bru groaned, and his tongue started flicking Wells’s. They did this whilegrinding into me,and a charged moan left my lips.
“I shouldn’t want this,” Wells gasped, his tongue dueling with Bru’s. “I shouldn’t want you, bro. I’m an asshole. I treated you like shit.”
“It’s a good thing I don’t break easy, then, Ambrose,” Bru returned before grabbing Wells’s neck and forcing his tongue down Wells’s throat. Bru deepened the kiss, and Wells let him. Bru moaned. “I told you before. I fucking love you, and I meant it.”
He meant it.
I wasn’t sure if I should be a part of this moment between them, but I didn’t feel weird about it. In fact, I felt almost closer to Bru that he felt comfortable enough to say something like that to Wells in front of me. Bru obviously trusted me to be a part of the moment, and I didn’t feel jealous. In actuality, I loved that he loved Wells. It was so weird and confusing, but I did.
“You shouldn’t love me,” Wells said, an ache touched his voice that I recognized. He sounded the same way at the pool with me. Wells grabbed my hip. “Neither one of you should.”
The thing about love was that sometimes you couldn’t choose who received it. Sometimes it couldn’t be helped.
Sometimes it just happened.
I couldn’t anticipate falling in love with two of my brother’s best friends let alone at the same time. The fact that they already had feelings for each other just made things make more sense. We all felt so strongly about each other.
“You don’t get a choice, Ambrose,” Bru said, and kissed Wells harder. “My love isn’t conditional. It isn’t for either one of you.”
A wild heat blazed inside me as Bru lifted my dress from behind. He also stopped kissing Wells and pressed his mouth into my neck.
Bru loved me too.
