17. Clara

17

CLARA

L iam’s lips scorched a trail across my nipples. I knotted my hands in his hair, my mind finally free from the mental load that one text had placed on me. I’d needed a distraction. Liam kissed his way up the center of my chest and claimed my lips. I could drown here, with him, with all of them. I craved the chance to let go and surrender all my worries.

“I need your clothes off, Clara.” Liam worked my pants down over my hips, then removed his own.

I kicked them off and followed his lead when he walked me backward to the counter. Cold granite pressed into my ass, the shock of it forcing out a gasp. Liam groaned into my mouth and deepened the kiss. His hands were everywhere, touching, caressing. He slid a hand between my legs and I shivered when he swept the tray of dough aside and lifted me onto the counter.

I squeaked a protest. “What are you doing?”

“Enjoying the fuck out of this.” He nudged my knees apart. “I’m going to eat your pussy until you scream for me.”

My body trembled at the thought as excitement shot through me. I leaned back on my palms and watched Liam squirt a line of whipped cream along my thigh. His devious smirk widened when he painted an arrow on my skin that pointed at my clit.

One minute, I had hold of my senses. The next, he licked up the whipped cream and buried his head between my legs, the sudden shock of his mouth spiking pleasure through me so fast I could do nothing but feel every lick and thrust. Time stopped. Nothing mattered except the next stroke of his tongue along my clit and the pressure of his fingers teasing my pussy.

Alexander walked into the kitchen at the same time Liam thrust his tongue into my clit. I arched off the counter, my body pulsing with every touch. “Liam.” My head fell back as he moved his lips to my inner thigh. Before I lost momentum from the pleasure, he licked me before stiffening his tongue and fucking my pussy with it.

I came apart with a shattering so profound it left me speechless, breathless, and somehow aching for more. I couldn’t scream his name. My body locked onto the pleasure and held me hostage to the explosions echoing out from my center.

“Breathe, Clara.” Alexander palmed the side of my neck and lifted my chin. Blue eyes dark with desire, his gaze raked over me.

I smiled up at him, the grin goofy with my pleasure and the feel of Liam’s tongue thrusting in and out as I tightened around him. “Where’s Ethan?”

“He went home.” Alexander’s thumb swept over my lips, gathering up a dollop of whipped cream. He leaned forward and licked it off his thumb.

His lips were close enough to kiss, but I bit my lip, another wave peaking. With Alexander watching me, I dragged in a breath. Liam’s name hovered on my lips as I came on his tongue.

He stood without a word, nodded once at Alexander, and sheathed his cock inside me with a thrust so powerful it lifted me off the counter.

“Holy shit, Liam.” His cock stretched me, completing me, even as I held onto Alexander’s neck.

“That’s right. Ride my cock.” He retreated to the tip, then slammed into me a second time.

My body melted into the strokes. His cock plundered my pussy, each thrust coming harder, faster, until I gasped his name over and over again.

Alexander braced me for a better angle, his gentle murmuring in my ear encouraging me. “You look so good when you’re getting fucked. Your beauty makes me hard, Clara. I want to claim you and watch you come for me the way you come for Liam.”

Take me. The words were in my mouth but refused to leave. Liam widened his stance and drove deeper. Stars burst in my vision, the pleasure so intense I thought I’d pass out from it, only to realize that Alexander had every intention of taking me next. There was no escape from the coils of tension seizing my pussy and locking me onto Liam’s dick as my entire being shattered.

“That’s it.” Liam’s grin turned victorious. “That’s what I needed to feel.” He pistoned into me, his muscles standing out in stark relief on his arms and abs. He gripped my hips and dragged me closer, until my ass barely sat on the edge of the counter. “I never want this to end. I would live here, fucking you every second of every day. You feel so damned good.” He leaned into the thrusts. “But I have to come. I can’t wait any longer.”

“Do it,” I begged with my words, my hands, my body. “I need to feel you come.”

Liam’s orgasms were beautiful. His face smoothed out, his lips falling slack. There was something wholesome and good in Liam that his pleasure highlighted, especially when he cradled me close to his chest, my ear against his heart. The slamming beat matched my own, our bodies pulsing in time with each other as he emptied himself deep inside me.

Alexander remained with us, together but apart, allowing us to bask in each other while he stroked my spine.

My breathing steadied, and I lifted my head from Liam’s chest. “We destroyed the eclairs.”

“Fuck the eclairs.” He grinned wider than should be possible. “I’ll make more. All I wanted was you.” He jerked his chin toward Alexander. “I think someone else does too.”

With Liam’s cock still inside me, I raised my gaze to Alexander. His eyes had darkened to a midnight ocean blue that begged to be explored. Where Liam was soft and light, Alexander was dark and brooding. His desire to claim me had a desperate edge to it that brought back a rush of power. I had the ability to bring him to his knees. It was a beautiful feeling. One I would not exploit to my own gain but for our mutual benefit.

He flicked away some leftover whipped cream from my thigh. “Looks like you’ve been naughty.” A deep huskiness darkened his tone to match the fiery look in his eyes.

It sent a delicious shudder down my spine. Liam retreated, kissing me on the shoulder as his cock left me.

I knew without asking that he would stay. They were not the type to fuck and run. Even though Liam had come, he stayed close, switching places with Alexander.

I kept my chin up, enjoying the role-play of defiance. “I’ve been bad, Alexander. What are you going to do about it?”

“I think you should be taught a lesson.” He picked up the can of whipped cream and shook it.

Anticipation unfurled in my stomach, and I licked my lips. “Really?” I slid off the counter and unzipped his pants. “What kind of lesson?” I cupped his balls with one hand and ran my thumb over the head of his cock with the other, enjoying how the bead of precum turned his skin soft and slick despite the hard heat of his length. “I could suck your dick.”

“That’s just getting us started.” He tipped my chin up with his knuckle. “You were so good for Liam. Now you’re going to fall apart for me.” Eyes on mine, he added a dollop of whipped cream to his cock.

I bent at the waist and licked him clean, swirling my tongue over the head and sucking him deep into my mouth. His hips bucked forward and he drove into my throat. I loved the feel of him, the slight threat of him losing control hovering at the edges of our lovemaking. No. Not lovemaking. This was a wild, feral kind of sex. Every encounter threatened to be too much, and I took joy from the unknown waiting just out of reach.

Liam came up behind me and inserted two fingers in my pussy while his thumb added pressure to my clit. The unexpectedness of it sent me further over Alexander, until I’d buried myself on his cock.

“That’s it.” He took my hair in both fists and bobbed me over his dick in achingly slow strokes while Liam’s fingers fucked me from behind. Liam’s fast pace conflicted with Alexander’s slowness, sending my body into a tailspin. My hips moved of their own accord, and I rode Liam’s fingers until a wild surge of desperation drove a growl from my throat.

Liam’s fingers left me at the same time Alexander pulled me off his cock. He spun me around and pressed my chest into the counter. His cock prodded my ass, and my legs trembled as I imagined him taking me that way again.

One large hand in the center of my spine held me in place on the counter. “This is your punishment. Your lesson.” He lined up his cock with my pussy. “You get this.” He gave me the head of his cock and nothing else. Tiny, pulsing thrusts set my body on fire but refused to put out the flames.

“More.” I was not too proud to demand—or beg—for my needs. “Alexander.” The whimper of his name gave me another inch.

He used it to his best advantage, but knowing how much I was missing put me in a fury of want that drove my legs apart and rolled my hips back. “Fuck me, damn it. I want your whole cock. Hard and fast.”

“No.” He withdrew completely, the sudden emptiness a shock to my senses.

I gasped and clawed at the counter. He held me fast, that single hand not letting me turn around. “Why not?”

“Because I want to take you slow.” He fingered my clit with the slightest brush of his thumb. “I want you so desperately that it’s killing me to go slow. But that’s the beauty of it. The more I want to fuck you with chaos and demand in my blood, the slower I plan on going.”

A part of me wished to break his control, the other part relished the demands he made on my body. It knew what Alexander could do, the astounding pleasure that waited for me. I stretched across the counter, grabbed hold of the far edge and rested my cheek on the granite. “I want you, Alexander. Do what you want with me.”

The sound that came from him threatened to unravel me. Liam stood in my peripheral vision, his sculpted physique sending another pang of yearning through my body. I hadn’t forgotten my wish to have all three of them inside me at the same time, but it would have to wait a little longer.

Alexander eased inside me, his control so absolute that he didn’t even tremble. He gave me his entire cock, but he did it with excruciating slowness, making sure I felt each and every millimeter.

By the time he was fully seated, I almost cursed him to get on with it. His retreat was equally slow and delicious. I’d thought nothing could beat the orgasms that shattered me, leaving me quaking all over, but this was something altogether different. He built the pleasure as slowly as each thrust, sending me up the mountain peak to linger on the cusp of tipping over.

He stroked me along that edge. “You are amazing.” He slid both hands up my back, over my shoulders, and back down again to grab my hips. “This is torture, Clara. Do you feel it? Can you feel the edge of pleasure begging for you?”

“Yes.” I croaked, my nails biting into the counter. “I want it to last forever,” I gasped. “And I want it to end right now.”

He dragged his cock in and out, speeding up just enough to heighten my senses. My pussy fluttered around him.

“I’m holding on by a thread, Alexander. I don’t know how much longer I can take it.” I’d never craved a release this much. It set my skin on fire and put enough pressure on the back of my head that I thought I would combust.

Alexander stroked deep, then rocked his hips in those tiny, infuriating pulses. “Are you sure you’re ready? Because once I let go, there’s no going back.”

Damn him for putting this on me. I locked eyes with Liam and nodded. “Do it. Give me everything.”

He withdrew completely, then slammed home.

Damn, I loved that feeling. It was an undoing in my body and soul, a ripping apart of control to accept that I could not accomplish this on my own. I needed him, all of them, in a way that made no sense but that I was prepared to accept.

His pace increased, the swelling of his cock a precursor to his explosion. I tightened my grip on him, using the control of every muscle I possessed to bring him over the edge with me as I took the leap. “Alexander, please.”

He broke with a roar that mixed my name into a sound so beautiful I came again from the bliss of hearing his need.

Unceasing waves of pleasure rolled through me. I lay limp on the counter, my body exhausted and my mind scrambling to pluck a coherent thought from the melee.

Alexander withdrew and turned me around, bundling me into his arms and carrying me into the living room. He lowered us onto the couch and flung a blanket over my back and shoulders. Liam joined us, his steps quick and quiet.

“Ethan missed out.” I yawned. “Next time.” I blinked the grogginess away. “He has to be here next time.”

“Okay.” They agreed with matching nods and eyes gone soft.