Her eyes flicked to me, filled with warmth. “But I also want the freedom to continue nurturing what I already have with Layanna, Caleb, Dana, and Ahmir. They're family to me. They hold a piece of my heart, similar in the way you hold Maverick’s and he holds yours.”
I squeezed her hand, assuring her, my voice low and sure, “And we both want you happy, baby.”
Knox nodded, his gaze never wavering. “Thank you for trusting us with that. And thank you for letting us be part of your world. Do you think there’s a time when you would have both worlds collide?”
Mischief flashed in her eyes at the question Knox asked. “I would love nothing more than to please and be pleased by the people I adore.” She leaned over, kissing Knox before she turned to kiss me as well.
Ajaih's smile glowed under the moonlight. “As long as there’s honesty and communication, I know we can make something beautiful.”
As dessert arrived, I leaned in close, brushing my lips against her ear, “You enjoying yourself, baby?”
Savoring the chocolate mousse, licking her lips, “Mmmmm, more than I imagined.”
The arousal in Knox’s voice and the heat in his glare were undeniable as he added, “And the night is still young.”
The yacht cut through the water like a whisper, the stars above bearing silent witness to the growing storm brewing between the three of us. Every shared glance, every lingering touch, only pulled us closer to the edge.
I sat back for a moment, watching them, feeling the warmth in my chest spread to my dick. The easy connection, the laughter wrapped in desire, made my heart ache in the best way. She wasn’t just fitting into this dynamic; she was thriving in it. And Knox was clearly just as taken with her as I was.
“You two are dangerous together,” I said, grinning.
Ajaih smirked, “You love it.”
I reached for both their hands, threading my fingers through theirs, my voice dripping with arousal, “Damn right I do.”
The night pulsed with a slow, heavy rhythm as the three of us retreated to Knox’s villa after a beautiful evening on the yacht, filled with decadent food, wine overflowing, and sexual electricity flickering between us. My pulse thrummed through my body, a mixture of anticipation, hunger, and a need to connect.
Ajaih stood near the open balcony doors, the ocean breeze lifting her curls as the softness of the moon spilled across her skin. The maxi dress still clung to her curves, the fabric swaying gently as if inviting us to strip it from her. She was radiant, our goddess to worship from this night forward.
Knox stepped behind her first, his hand brushing aside one of her curls to kiss the nape of her neck. A soft, breathy moan escaped her lips, igniting a fire inside me that only they could put out.
“I won’t lie, I enjoyed dinner, the wine, and even the dessert, but nothing tasted better tonight than you. The whole time on the yacht, I could only think about the way you tasted on my tongue in the shower,” Knox whispered against her skin, his voice bordering on needy.
I moved closer, my body practically vibrating with need as I eased in front of her, my chest to her front, sandwiching her between us. My hands found her waist while Knox's hands roamed lower, tracing the swell of her hips.
Her breathing changed as the anticipation of what was tocome registered through her body.
“Look at you, Princess,” I murmured, voice heavy with want, “Caught between us like you were meant to be.”
Her lips parted as I managed to ease the dress down her body, the fabric pooling at her feet. My hands sliding along her thick thighs, feeling the soft warmth of her skin, the heat radiating from between her legs as I realize she’d spent the whole night on the yacht with no panties and no bra, just a few strands of waist beads.
“Maverick,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
“Where are your panties, baby?” Knox asked as he licked his lips.
“Y—You told me you wanted me as nude as possible while we were here, so I didn’t bring any,” she answered sultrily.
Knox's eyes met mine over her shoulder, and the look we shared was full of hunger, full of mutual understanding; we both wanted to worship her, and each other.
I leaned in, brushing my lips against her ear, “Tell us what you want, baby.”
Her body language oozed confidence as she said, “I want both of you to own me. Use me to your satisfaction.”
That was all the permission we needed.
Knox’s hands eased up her spine, sending a wave of chills through her heated body. She stood before us in nothing but desire, her nipples pebbling in the cool air, my mouth watering at the sight.
I kissed her collarbone, trailing my lips down her full breasts, stopping at her nipples while Knox cupped them from behind, holding them in place as I began to suck her nipples, flicking my tongue over one hardened peak asKnox teased the other. His full lips found the sensitive spot behind her ear, causing her moans to permeate the room, the sound vibrating straight to my already hard dick.