Page 32 of Dev Girl

Not that I was complaining about drawing out the fun.

I trailed my mouth along Alys’s body, memorizing every sigh and gasp my touch elicited.

Maybe it was because we were running on adrenaline and fumes, but earlier, I’d wilted when I saw her walk away talking to Xander. We were supposed to be celebrating, and she was going to go do contract work in the other room?

Onyx had tugged me to bed, but when I heard Alys hang up I had to see her. He hadn’t argued.

And the longer I’d laid next to her, next to both of them, the more the heat and desire sank in. It wasn’t all because of the photoshoot the other day, but those lingering memories intensified a need I’d barely held back for a while now.

I pressed my bare skin to hers and leaned into taste Onyx’s kiss. Thank fuck we weren’t doing that whole hands off thing tonight. Kissing him was as fun, but in an entirely different way than kissing Alys.

I lost track of whose hands were where. I was brushing my fingers over Alys’s skin and teasing between her thighs, or stroking Onyx’s cock just enough to draw a moan. Heat pressed into my legs. My hands. We ground against each other. I loved the blur of naked desire and playfulness. Loved that everyone was allowed to touch everyone. That the connection between all three of us was a heavy cord that bound us.

The colorful flowers on the outside of Aly’s thigh called to me, and I dipped my head to take a lick of the tattoo. I loved that most of her ink was bright and cheery, compared to the stark black of Onyx’s band images. Regardless of what she believed, every single one had its own flavor.

I slid my mouth from her leg to Onyx’s, then back to hers. This wasn’t the first time I’d had sex with two people at once, but it had never felt free like this. I could do this with both of them forever. Have friendship and great sex. These people I could say or do anything with or to.

Kissing up Alys’s thighs, I memorized every bump and dip and the sounds each new touch plucked from her. I wanted to make her come with my mouth, my fingers, and anything else, and then I wanted to bury myself inside her.

And probably immediately nut.

Which was why I would make sure she enjoyed all of this, before then.

When I reached her pussy and dragged my tongue over her slick core, she purred and bucked against my face.

I was already hard, my cock brushing the comforter each time any of us moved. If she kept reacting like that, I was going to drill a hole in the mattress while I ate her out.

Onyx was behind her, playing with her breasts while he sucked and bit her shoulder. He’d left at least a couple of marks, and those would be delicious to examine and kiss better in the morning.

Tonight I had a more immediate goal. I liked Alys’s skin, tasting her juices and dragging along her slit, until she was squirming and whimpering and knotting her fingers in my hair. She was yanking tightly enough to hold my head in place—a good indicator to me that I should keep doing what I was doing, but crank it up.

When I drove my tongue inside her, she gasped. That was a good sign. I stroked my fingers around her clit while I licked her inner walls.

“Oh, fuck, Maddox. Please don’t stop.” Her whimper was as yummy as she was.

I had no intention of stopping. I licked and sucked and stroked and pushed until she was writhing and gasping. When she pulled my hair, a new zing of desire filled me, and when she clenched around my tongue, when she came, my dick jerked with every movement of her body.

And when she finally let me go, and I pulled away, Onyx was there, urging me up her body. Claiming my mouth and kissing me, while he licked Alys from my lips. He dove his tongue into my mouth, hungry and controlling. The entire time, Alys was pressed between us.

Onyx released me, seeming reluctant. I moved Alys enough to lay her on the bed and straddle her legs. To bury my face in her neck and lick away the salty drops of perspiration while I inhaled her scent and listened to her catch her breath.

Onyx broke away from us to get condoms and lube. I was happy to make sure Alys stayed warm by covering her with more kisses, my cock pressed into her thigh and grinding while I worked my mouth over her upper torso.

We were both enjoying it, but I had to stop or I was going to come from dry humping her leg.

Fortunately, Onyx wasn’t gone long.

I rolled on a condom and rolled onto my back, tugging Alys toward me. “I want to watch you ride me.” I guided her to straddle my legs. “I want to see as much of you as I can.”

There was more to the request than that. I wanted Onyx inside her at the same time I was. Plus, this gave me direct access to her clit, to make her come again, and maybe I could hold out a little longer if I didn’t hammer inside her the moment she wrapped around my cock.

And that was way too many thoughts for now. When Alys slid down me, her tight, wet opening enveloping me, my mind switched to so good.

I reached up to tilt her gaze to mine. To lock my eyes on hers. “Do you think you can take us both?” I asked.

Her flush deepened, pink spreading across her pale, smooth skin. “I won’t know unless I try.”

Fuck. Yes. I slid my hands up her back and pulled her into me.

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