Page 95 of Dev Girl

Maddox propped himself up on one elbow to look down at us. “We can figure them out.”

“And a real contract.” I was going to be a stickler about that, for his sake. “You can’t just give me money.”

Maddox shrugged as best as was possible from his position. “I can, but if it makes you feel better. Dom will help.”

I trusted us to work out a solid plan. It was one of many things we did well together, and the last twenty-four hours were only one indicator of that.

“Well?” Alys asked.

“I’m in. We’ll make it work.” Because there was no option. Because I couldn’t walk away from them—from this. Because it was a good idea. I leaned my head up to press my lips to Maddox’s, and gripped the back of his neck as I deepened the kiss. Lingering. Pressing into him. Feeling everything.

I broke away to kiss Alys as well, then looked back to Maddox. “I have had so many fantasies about fucking you.”

Pink dotted his cheeks. “Yeah?”

“Without question.” I kissed Maddox. Alys. They leaned in for each other. I should’ve gotten lost in the sea of limbs, but I knew exactly what each of them felt and tasted and sounded like.

Some of it was obvious. Stripping off Alys’s shirt and sucking on her nipples, kneading her breasts, while I slid a hand between her legs to tease over her panties. Stroking Maddox’s cock.

And some of it was more sensation and instinct, as she slid her nails up my back, and he danced his fingers along my chest and sucked on my earlobes.

We’d been half naked before, to sleep, but the rest of our clothing fell away easily. I could roll around with them for hours, feeling bare skin against bare skin. Licking and biting and making both of them gasp and groan.

Alys rolled onto her back, and pulled Maddox on top of her.

He landed straddling her with his legs, his hands on either side of her head.

Seeing them was just as good as feeling them.

“Fuck me.” Her plea was delicious as she searched his face. She reached between his legs to playfully tug his cock. “No protection.”

I didn’t know which of us groaned louder—him or me.

I also wasn’t certain which of them thought to bring lube into the bedroom or when, but I was going to guess Maddox. The bottle sat on the nightstand within easy reach.

I watched, rock hard and captivated, as Maddox slowly penetrated Alys, and then I shifted position to press my chest into his back.

“Don’t move.” With the command, I lay biting kisses along his shoulder and upper back.

His strained laugh and compliance were intoxicating.

Pouring a generous amount of lube into my hand, I slipped a finger along his entrance, and then my own shaft, making sure we were both prepared. The entire time, he stayed buried inside Alys.

I nudged his opening with my cock, and his entire body tensed, then relaxed. I inched inside him slowly, relishing the tight, slick feeling of burying myself inside Maddox.

And then I was in him, to the hilt, and all three of us were rocking against each other. Slowly at first, finding our pace. Finding our comfort.

Fuck this was incredible. I swore I could feel Alys through Maddox, despite that not being possible.

Maddox reached between them, as our rhythm built to frantic, and the soft gasps and pants of Alys nearing orgasm reached my ears. God that sounded good. Better than good.

She dug her knees into his hips, which let me touch her, too. It let me feel both of them while I fucked him as hard and fast as he pounded her.

And I knew from the noises she made, from the way her shudders rolled through me, when she came. One of my favorite pieces of music, and it blended into a chorus—a crescendo—of Maddox’s orgasm. Of him spilling inside her, but never stopping the way he thrust against me.

He slipped out of her as our frantic fucking continued, and he left a trail of cum glistening on her pussy.

The sight, the sensations, their heavy breathing, pushed me over the edge. Climax spilled through and from me, wrenching my body with pleasure until I was spent. Even then, I didn’t want to stop.

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