Page 61 of My Three Rivals

Gasping and panting, he fell out of her, and Tegan flipped over, trembling with pleasure as I mounted her, pulling her thighs toward my ribs and slipping inside her effortlessly.

“Oh, my God, Mav,” she almost sobbed, and I grinned, pressing my mouth to hers.

“You know how much we love this pussy, Tegan?” I rasped, falling to whisper in her ear. Her walls closed in around my cock, and I plunged deeper, relishing the feel of her tense legs with each jab. “You are so delicious, Princess.”

Her head lolled back, and I licked at her neck, prickles appearing in line with my kiss. She whimpered again, her body quivering with yet another orgasm against me, and I smiled, glad to be free of mine, too.

Spent and slippery, I withdrew from her and scooped her shaking body into my arms, carrying.

“What are you doing?” she squeaked.

“I don’t know about you guys,” I laughed. “But I’m not staying down here with the spiders for round two.”

CHAPTER27

Tegan

My breath had barely regulated by the time Maverick carried me back into my bedroom, the four of us naked and ready for the second round already.

A familiar sense of headiness overtook me, rising me to float and dance between them as their kisses again rained down on my naked form, pulling groans of pleasure from my ever-parted mouth, stifled only when one of their mouths silenced me.

Lost in my own fantasy world, I could barely keep track of whose fingers penetrated me until I found myself on my side, facing Atticus, his amber-green eyes aglow.

“God, you’re beautiful, Little Fire,” he rasped, and plunged into me, capturing my breath.

My heart stuck in my throat, his size never failing to shock me, but it was the prying of my ass cheeks that startled me more as Atticus’ mouth crashed to mine, and Wyatt began to explore my most private spot.

I mewled as his fingers prodded into me, but my head tipped back again, Maverick in my line of sight now as Atticus’ movements grew rougher, harder.

Gasping, a spurt of wetness spilled against my thighs, but before I could cry out, Maverick’s full, erect cock landed in my mouth, and I took him, my eyes set on his intense blue eyes.

“That’s a good girl, Princess,” Maverick told me, gathering my ebony tresses as Wyatt continued to spread me wider from behind, his fingers prodding and playing, my climax inevitable against their strong, skillful fingers.

Maverick’s cock sunk lower, and Atticus plunged deeper, my body here and there, floating.

Then came Wyatt’s cock at my back entrance, tears formulating in the corners of my eyes as I clung desperately to Atticus, holding on as if I might fall off the center of the earth.

The feeling of Wyatt’s thick length in my ass, Atticus filling my pussy, and Maverick in my mouth, was pure ecstasy. We found a rhythm, and moved in sync, drawing out our pleasure.

Every nerve in my body was activated. I couldn’t hold on much longer. I felt the pressure intensify, and I was on the precipice of my release. With each movement and thrust, the pleasure almost became too much, and then, I couldn’t take any more.

Pulled in every direction, Maverick’s hardness filled my mouth to capacity, my heat flowing in waves over both the men taking me as I climaxed over and over.

One by one, they joined me in my ecstasy, their release as intense and furious as mine, their hard bodies quivering and sweating against me almost violently.

Without a word, they each withdrew from me, leaving me whimpering and gasping, my eyes wide with wonderment.

Their fit arms embraced me, Maverick settling in beside us, and I inhaled the smell of our commingled pheromones, the security of it all overtaking me.

I want it to stay like this forever,I realized, my heart pounding as I snuggled down against Atticus’ heavily beating chest.

I wondered what they were thinking, but I didn’t ask. My eyes grew heavy, and in minutes, we were all asleep, our troubles forgotten as always.

Problems were for later.

* * *

They certainly know how to cheer me up,I thought, rising from my bed. Wyatt and Atticus had retreated to their bedrooms at some point while Maverick and I slept, but I knew, by morning, he would also be in his room.

---