Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6

O ne second, she’d basically let these three men know they could have their way with her, the next, cold air had flooded the truck as three doors were slung open then slammed shut. Before she could fully process that fact, she found her own door dashed opened and herself being dragged from the truck by Josh, then thrown over Jonah’s shoulder and the door shut behind her.

"Is this completely necessary?" It wasn’t an easy question to grouse out, not with how she was being jostled by Jonah’s near-running form. How he managed that feat through well over a foot snow, she had no idea.

"Yes," came three deep, growly, replies that had her quivering from more than the cold.

Hmm…

Was the whole speaking in unison a triplets thing? If so, what else did they do in unison? As fast as Jonah bounded up the porch steps, she might be about to find out.

"Will it do me any good to argue?" She tried her best to sound reasonable and not at all like a woman who had no desire whatsoever to argue. Jonah breezed through the front door Josh, who had been leading the way, must have opened ahead of them.

"No."

Did clits flutter?

She was pretty sure she’d never heard of such a thing, but hers certainly was at the moment at their even more guttural, in unison, answer as that front door shut. It might have also had to do with the way Jonah’s tight grip held her high on her upper thigh.

So close.

And if she thought she might be put down as soon as they got inside, it soon became apparent that wasn’t going to be the case. Because Jonah didn’t stop. No, he swiftly made his way through their home, which, from her cattywampussed perspective, seemed pretty homey and inviting.

But…

"Where’s your Christmas tree?"

"Hadn’t thought about one," Jonah grumbled.

"Oh." It kind of made sense. Three men probably wouldn’t think about something like that. More importantly, why was she thinking about such a thing at a time like this?

She lifted her head—bracing one hand on Jonah’s back and pushing her hair from her face with the other—as Jonah took to the stairs inside the house. Jake followed close behind, his features taut and gaze determined. It was enough to make her already heavy breathing go into overdrive.

It also blanked out anything else that might be on her mind except for being alone with them. Especially since they’d made it to…

The bedroom.

Jonah—his breathing harsh—dug his fingers into her thigh where they’d stopped by the…

What size bed was that, anyhow? It had to be made up of at least two king beds. And had it been raised? If so, it was at the perfect height for…

Those were questions she would have to ask later. Not that she wasn’t still curious. She was. But it was hard to say anything with her mouth drying up, while everything south continued to get wetter and wetter as Josh and Jake—who had both lost their jackets at some point—filled her vision.

Getting naked.

Jake undid the top button of his jeans and untucked his shirt, then pulled it over his head. His brother took things a little slower, placing his glasses on the nightstand before releasing each button on his shirt until he got to the waist of his jeans. She held her breath as he shrugged out of his shirt and let it fall, then undid the top of his jeans too.

And there went that unison thing again as they both lowered their zippers, each revealing tufts of dark hair, before they both shoved their jeans down their legs and kicked them away.

"Oh…" Her fingers dug into Jonah’s back, as her mouth that had been dry seconds before, watered to taste the two cocks jutting out toward her. Then her nails dug into him more at the urge to scratch through the smattering of hair scruffing Josh’s chest.

"You like what you see, baby?" Jonah’s rumbled words accompanied him lowering her down the front of his body—blocking her view. "Do you?" He stared down into her eyes.

"Yes," she whispered, nodding, then licked her lips in expectation of what Jonah was about to do as he stepped back from her. She didn’t have to wait long. He undressed without any fanfare, finally standing nude in front of his brothers.

She let out the long breath she’d obviously been holding as she took in the sight of them. Their bodies were similar, but also different. Each one toned, though Josh’s was more finely- muscled and leaner than his brothers—like a runner. Jake’s was a bit more heavily-muscled with a smooth chest.

Then, Jonah.

The man was just solid. All over. With hair covering his heaving chest, trailing down his clenching abdomen to a lickable happy trail.

Her gaze finally lowered to Jonah’s cock, where he stroked it, then to Josh’s and Jake’s. She had no desire to make any comparisons there. They were all beautiful to her.

"I want her naked."

Jonah’s rasped words had her eyes going wide, then even wider as Josh and Jake brushed past their brother. She’d had men undress her before sex. Those times, she’d found it to be a sensuous experience. But her body tingled at the idea of having two men do the same.

She might not survive.

Oh, Alyssa, you silly woman. This is just the beginning of what these men are about to do to and with you.

So, if she didn’t survive this, how was she going to make it through what came next. And it started with her coat.

Josh in front of her silently worked the zipper down, his brows drawn down. Jake pressed into her from behind, then pulled the coat off. It hit the floor somewhere. She didn’t bother to look where. Not that she could. Jonah’s hand working his cock had her full attention, before she slowly raised her gaze—tracing up his taut abdomen, his solid chest, his Adam’s apple moving with his hard swallow, to his stony face, then finally his eyes full of heated intent.

Watching—his gaze on them just as enrapt as hers was seeing how excited this made him—as Jake’s hands ran up her back under her sweater to the band of her bra, while Josh’s did the same up the front and covered the cups, squeezing her breasts through the lacy material. She let out a sigh of relief when the sides parted and her bra went slack, before Josh dragged it down then let it drop.

"Jake, the sweater." Jonah’s burning gaze ran over her, giving her all the feels before the sweater was pulled over her head from behind, breaking her line of sight. When it was back, the heat in his eyes practically licked over her now bare skin. It was too much. So much , she couldn’t help her need to try and cover herself with her arms.

"Baby…" Jonah’s clenching jaw and flaring nostrils had nothing on the way his fist tightened on his cock, pausing mid-stroke—all of it freezing her in place. "Don’t you dare move, unless I tell you to." Oh, god, she was in so much trouble. "Now, lower your arms. Josh," he said, flicking his gaze to his brother as she did what he’d commanded. "Take care of her jeans and panties."

Baby, you don’t know the half of it.

Jonah’s words from earlier came back to her when she’d asked if he was always so bossy. And this here was why Jake had commented that she really didn’t know.

Jonah not only liked to watch, which had become more and more clear, but he wanted to be in charge. It was there in his eyes when they met and held hers. No other intention than to have his own way shown from those blazing depths as Josh unzipped her jeans and worked them and her panties down her legs.

"Step out."

Of course, she did, her reward being the gleam of satisfaction in Jonah’s gaze as he moved to the bed and sat on the edge. Her even better reward was how his cock hadn’t gone down. She could almost feel how it would fill her when they inevitably sat her on his lap.

"Bring her here."

It didn’t take much coaxing for her to move toward Jonah when Josh and Jake took either arm and led her the few steps to him.

"Jonah," Josh murmured. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"You know he does," Jake said just as low. "And you want to watch."

Okay, so they all liked to watch. Knowing Jake and Josh would have their eyes on them while she rode Jonah shouldn’t have set her heart galloping as fast as it was, but it did.

"Now," Jonah said, patting his thigh. "Here."

When she would have straddled him, Josh and Jake stopped her, repositioning and bending her over.

Maybe he was going to hold her down while one of his brothers took her from behind. That had her skin pebbling and nipples going hard. Whatever it was, she was ready and willing as she laid her body across Jonah’s lap.

"Perfect," Jonah rumbled and rubbed a hand over her ass cheeks, as Jake held her shoulders, while her thighs—a straining glance over her shoulder showed Josh gripping them. This was about to get?—

Thwack .

"Hey," she hollered, pushing against the bed and one of Jonah’s calves. " What do you think you’re doing?"

"Something I’ve needed to do for the last hour and a half."

Thwack .

"Owww…" she yelped. "That’s not?—"

" That’s for leaving the bar when we told you it was too dangerous."

Thwack .

" Jonah ." Trying to squirm away wasn’t helping. They three had her firmly held in place. "Josh, Jake, make him?—"

Thwack .

"That’s for making us crazy when we realized it."

Thwack .

" Ohh… "

"That’s for nearly taking twenty years off our lives when we found your car, with you inside it, about to go over the side of a damned mountain."

Thwack .

Her, "Oh, god," rose from deep inside her as she hung her head and the tingling heat at her ass spread toward her pussy and throbbing clit.

"That’s for saying we’re too young for you."

Thwack .

"And that’s …" His fingers dipped between her legs to where she had to be wet and slippery. If his groan and the way he rubbed his fingers through her folds, barely teasing her clit, before running them up between her ass cheeks and…

"Jonah," she moaned at the way his damp fingers played over her puckering star.

"That’s…" he rasped. "That’s for every time you brought a man into the bar over the past year and left with him." His hand rubbed over her stinging cheeks. "Did you fuck any of them?"

"That’s none?—"

She sucked in a breath when his hand paused and lifted from her ass, then braced herself for the next whack to her butt.

"Don’t tell us it’s none of our business." Another smack didn’t land. And she wasn’t disappointed. Not at all.

Liar.

"Did you?"

"I…" She swallowed back the need to argue at his gruff, almost desperate, question. "I didn’t. I couldn’t."

"Thank, god," Jonah breathed out, while Jake squatted and brushed back her hair, his face inches from hers, whispering, "You didn’t mean to, but it hurt us."

Her heart skipped a beat at the sincerity in his gaze—the shadow of hurt he’d mentioned.

"I didn’t mean to," she whispered back. "I didn’t know."

"We know." Then his lips took hers, while a tender hand rubbed over her sore bottom, and different hands gripped her thighs and spread them wide.

"Mmm…" The soft, hot tongue lapping through her folds practically had her eyes rolling back into her head, as she groaned into Jake’s mouth.

Josh .

"God, baby," Jonah growled, while his fingers went once more to her back passage—teasing with little circles. All the sensations had her panting and wanting more. "I wish you could see how beautiful this is."

"Mmm…" Josh hummed against her flesh, followed by a rumbling, "So wet. So delicious."

"It’s time to take this to the bed."

Alyssa was all for Jonah’s suggestion. If that’s what his harsh demand could be called.

The two mouths groaned against her, both sending a tingle of need—and maybe a case of the jitters—through her as Jonah stood with her cradled against him. She was about to embark into completely unknown territory as Josh pulled the comforter and a top sheet down. Her breathing matched her racing heart, while Jonah’s pounded out its own erratic rhythm against her, before he carefully laid her in the middle of the massive bed.

Was he as anxious as she was? Though his anxiousness probably didn’t come from the same place hers had. What if she wasn’t enough for them? It was hard enough pleasing one man.

But three ?

The temptation to cover herself forced her to clench her fingers and twist the soft, dove gray sheet beneath her, while her gaze tracked two of the brothers moving around the bed—Josh stopping at the foot of the bed and Jake going around to the opposite side from where Jonah had remained.

"Okay, baby," Jonah said, taking one wrist. Jake took the other, while her ankles were both taken in Josh’s grip. "You need to understand something."

"Alyssa?"

Her gaze flashed to a slightly grinning Jake, who tugged at her wrist.

"Can you let go?"

"Oh," she murmured releasing what had become a death grip. "Okay." She willed herself to relax, then cast her attention back onto a not grinning Jonah. "What do I need to understand?"

"This is all about you," he said, gently pulling her arm toward the headboard, as Jake did the same and Josh spread her legs wide.

"Me?" She almost managed not to sound like a squeaking mouse—almost. So, she cleared her throat. "But what about y?—"

" We don’t matter," Josh added in, while something besides his fingers slipped around one ankle. She flashed her gaze down her body to find a padded, leather strap wrapped around it—one he tightened.

"Wh…what are you doing?" Her rushed question accompanied her quickly bending her other leg up and away—pulling it free from his grip. The realization her arms were also spread out had her giving hurried glances at both Jonah and Jake. Both men held similar straps in their free hands. "What is happening?"

She tugged on their unrelenting holds, while Josh took hold of her untethered ankle again and spread it to where he’d had it. She didn’t look down. She didn’t need to. Another strap had tightened around it.

Her pussy clenched in response, while the bed dipped between her legs and her widening gaze managed to tear away from Jonah’s to where Josh had settled between her thighs. Her core flooded at his ruddy cheeks and taut expression, then clenched again when he took a deep breath of her essence.

"Well, I mean, I know what’s happening," she croaked, her gaze flying from Josh, to Jake, then to Jonah as her wrists were also bound. Where was she supposed to look? "I just?—"

"Baby, all we want is for you to feel."

She yanked at her wrists and ankles, testing her bonds. They weren’t so tight they cut off her circulation, but she definitely wasn’t getting out of them. She also wasn’t spreadeagled to the point she couldn’t move a little. All she knew was…

I’m at their mercy.

Was that a bad thing or?—

" Oh ." Her hips rose at the first swipe of Josh’s tongue, then remained off the mattress as her fingers spread out, toes curled, and body strained, pushing herself into his intimate kiss. Mouths surrounded her breasts, sucking and licking. "God…"

And hands.

They were everywhere. Josh’s clutching at her ass and keeping her tight to his mouth, two others pushing her down, before one stroked over her belly and the other went lower and used his fingers to open her pussy lips for Josh. She had no idea which one.

All she did know, this experience was like no other.

Hot mouths working together as her hands tried their best to reach down—pleading to be able to grab hold of at least one of them—while her legs pulled with the need to wrap around Josh’s neck.

It was beyond frustrating, leaving her body the only choice but to writhe in absolute ecstasy…

Hips rolling into Josh’s licking, sucking, and nibbling mouth at her throbbing clit and core—and lower to a place no man had ever gone.

Breasts aching from Jonah and Jake giving them the same treatment as their brother stayed at her pussy and clenching star.

Chest heaving.

Arms pulling.

Legs trembling.

If their goal had been for her to feel overwhelmed by them—to only feel—they’d succeeded. She’d become their puppet, her body not her own as her core filled with Josh’s tongue.

He fucked her with it while the fingers holding her open went for her clit that was ready to burst—rubbing it furiously in time with Josh’s tongue spearing inside her.

"Uuuhhh…"

"Let go, baby," Jonah breathed out over her nipple, before bringing his mouth up to her open one. "Let go." He took her mouth while his hand took hold of her breast and fingers squeezed and twisted her nipple to the point of pain.

But it was an unexpectedly good pain—one that reached all the way to where she now realized Jake worked her clit—while Jonah’s tongue filled her mouth, much like Josh’s filled her core.

And it was enough.

Her body bowed, then bucked against her restraints as her climax raced over her and she breathed in deeply through her nose—her cries swallowed by Jonah’s mouth. Even the slight sensation of being smothered added to all the feelings she couldn’t contain as the climax went on and on.

"Mmm… Mmm…" She’d come hard and couldn’t take anymore, and would have pushed all of them away if she could. But they didn’t relent, pushing her to point her senses went into hyperdrive and senses dizzy until there was…

Alyssa couldn’t catch her breath as she opened her eyes and attempted to focus.

Did I pass out?

She had the distinct impression she’d lost a few seconds.

"Beautiful," Jake groaned, while kissing over her sweaty cheek and Jonah nuzzled into her hair.

Lifting her head to send her wavering gaze down her heaving body took more effort than it should have, while she twisted her fingers around the straps still holding her arms in place. At some point her legs had fallen from where they’d tensed during Josh’s thorough loving.

In fact, her whole body seemed to have completely collapsed. She supposed that’s what happened when a person went boneless. Or at least left feeling that way after being sexually pleasured until every part of their body tingled from their lover’s—or in this case, lovers’—touch.

The top of Josh’s messy brown hair came into focus in time to see him raising his head from between her legs—his eyes hard with want as he licked his lips. It was the kind of look she’d dreamed of seeing on a man’s face.

But his wasn’t the only one.

The men pressing in beside her—their solid cocks brushing against her outer thighs—drew her gaze to faces identical to Josh’s. And not because they were triplets. A lot of people might consider them indistinguishable. But to her, each had their own, distinct qualities, making them completely different.

But this… This was the same.

The intense set of their features showed her the same want and need as the man’s settling his body atop hers—his forearms resting low around her. He was making sure his brothers weren’t obstructed.

They truly made love as one.

And though this was as far outside her realm of experience as possible, making love with these brothers was nothing like what she had to assume having sex with three men would be. There was something almost…almost…otherworldly about it. It was…

Her vision blurred and breath quavered at the overabundance of emotion threatening to overcome her. She hadn’t expected to feel this way. She hadn’t expected?—

"Ohh…" The quiet gasp left her at Josh’s cock sliding inside her—filling her in one long, slow stroke.

"Lyssa."

After just coming apart under Josh’s mouth, his guttural groan sent a hard pulse straight to her clit and she closed her eyes, sending tears tracking down toward her temples.

"It’s okay, baby," Jonah murmured, his gentle fingers at her chin turning her head toward his, while Josh moved inside her and her hips found his rhythm. Her body quaked and lips trembled as a soft kiss brushed over them and she lifted her lids. For a man known for his stern demeanor, Jonah’s eyes searching hers were tender. She held onto his gaze until another slow roll of Josh’s hips pushed his cock deeper, sending her gaze flying to his face.

What met her near-unfocused gaze was a man with his eyes closed and features set in a mask of concentration, while sweat dotted his frowning brow.

Why is he holding back?

"Come for him," Jake whispered, while his hand snaked down her body and snuck in between hers and Josh’s rolling hips. His fingers found her clit, rubbing in time with Josh’s fucking. "Come for us ."

"I can’t," she moaned, meeting Jake’s gaze. "It’s too soon."

"No," Jake said. "It’s not." His lips took her mouth, his deft tongue flicking against hers just like his fingers did her clit.

"Come for us, baby," Jonah murmured against the overly-sensitive skin of her neck, as Josh claimed her body and Jake made her mouth his own, although she had no doubt her total claiming from all the brothers hadn’t been satisfied. "Please."

"Mmm…"

Alyssa, why are you thinking so hard about this?

All she had to do was feel. Jonah had said so.

So, that’s what she did. She let go of every, single thought—let those feelings bombarding her undulating body and senses take her away. Every…

Rough hand caressing—squeezing.

Tongue swiping.

Mouth brushing—sucking.

Clit pulsing in time with Josh’s ever-increasing fucking.

Her hips pressing back in time with each pounding stroke.

Jake and Jonah grinding their bodies into her sides.

The three men had turned her into a closed-eyed, opened-mouthed, quivering mass of mindlessness, where the only thing that existed was the four of them.

"Uhnn…" Josh’s movements went wild, his growled, "So fucking good, so fucking good," only adding to her sensory overload as she tossed her head back—losing Jake’s mouth in the process.

It was enough…

" Oh…my…god… " Her scream as her body burst into flames followed Josh fucking her so hard, she wouldn’t be surprised to find herself permanently seared to the mattress. And then he was coming—holding his hips tight to hers—his cock pulsing against her walls and heat jetting deep.

"Holy fuck , Jonah." Jake’s panted words came at her from what sounded like far away. But it couldn’t be. His hot breath was right there at her neck as she breathed through her second orgasm and Josh’s body slowly lowered onto hers. "I almost came with them."

"I was right there with you, brother," Jonah grumbled into her hair, his hips still kind of humping her side. "Still am."

"Oh…" Alyssa’s forced her cramping fingers to let go of the straps.

Jake and Jonah…

They had to be hurting.

And she hadn’t been able to give them a hand.

Jeez, that’s a horrible pun.

But it was true, nonetheless.

"Lyssa," Josh panted against her neck. "You’re wonderful." The slide of his cock leaving her sent another shimmy over her body, as did the wet trail he left on her hip as he rolled off her toward where Jake had been seconds before, but now came at her from the foot of the bed.

Jake’s going to take me now.

That first—core-clenching—thought was followed closely by…

No condom .

Because what Josh left behind wasn’t just from her own wetness. The proof of that was his shiny, bare cock. A quick glance at Jake’s solid cock as he came at her on his knees, also sans any kind of covering, should have had her protesting.

At least anyone would think she’d be voicing some kind of objection. But as Jake grasped her ass and lifted her, then ran his cock through her soaking folds, she couldn’t find the words.

Well, she could. That is if her breathy, "Ooo," could be considered a word when his cock slid over her still-sensitive clit, before he easily slipped inside her.

"So hot," Jake murmured, while he remained kneeling between her thighs and held her hips steady for his taking.

She bit at her lip, her eyes trained on Jake’s bent head and hint of reddened cheeks. The idea he watched himself taking her—and that’s exactly what it was—taking—was one of the sexiest things she’d ever seen.

But that wasn’t all that was going on. Kneeling to her left, Josh stroked himself, his own eyes taking in the sight of his brother’s pleasure. The urge to taste him—to have her core and mouth full—rode her hard as she licked her lips.

A hot tongue went from just below her breast, then over it, and flicked over her hard nipple.

"You want him in your mouth," Jonah rumbled out against her rigid flesh. "Don’t you."

It wasn’t a question.

She cut her eyes to Jonah, finding his glazed with excitement. He wanted to see her do it, so she nodded.

"Josh," he groaned out. "Give her your cock."

She held Jonah’s gaze as Josh rubbed his cock over her parted lips, then watched in fascination at how Jonah’s eyes narrowed as she opened wide and allowed his brother in.

All the while, Jake continued fucking her, his low grunts of pleasure adding to hers, as the salty taste of Josh’s release and her own flavor prickling her tastebuds. Then, he too, began a slow in and out taking of her mouth, while her eyes held Jonah’s where he lapped at her breast.

Unbelievably, a tingle began at her clit, then spread through her pussy as she tried in vain to move with Jake.

He was having none of it.

But she could do something. So, she sucked Josh deeper, swirling her tongue around the head with each upward glide through her mouth.

"Lyssa," he hissed on his next plunge into her mouth. This one deeper. So deep, it forced her to relax the back of her throat, and still she gagged. Above her, Josh trembled as his cock swelled where he held it in place. "Can you…ahhh…" he moaned as he slid up. "Can you take me?"

She’d already done that. But that’s not what he meant. She nodded, sucking on him hard as another low hiss left him and Jake’s movements had him taking her faster and more erratically.

"Drink him," Jonah growled, no longer at her nipple, but watching, his rapt features so stony, she feared they would crumble if he flinched.

"Do it," Jake huffed out as his own cock swelled and he rammed uncontrollably inside her. "Do it… Fuck! "

Jake’s body poured into hers as Josh’s release flooded her mouth. She swallowed each pulsing gush, while Jake’s grip on her ass loosened and hips slowed to an easy fucking that finally gave out to nothing, though his breathing had yet to settle.

Josh pulled back, his cock popping from her mouth, though his taste remained, as he sat back on his haunches before collapsing at her side.

"Sweet, sweet Lyssa," Josh murmured, while Jake pulled his cock from her and heaved out a long breath.

Jake had left her feeling empty, though why she had no idea. She’d been filled more in the past hour than she’d been during six months’ time from the man she’d been steadily dating more than a year ago.

"Jonah," she whispered, while the unfamiliar sensation of cum running from her core had her hips squirming, then pumping in place and spreading her legs as far as she could.

Had she ever felt so needy?

So wanton?

So ready to be filled again?

She didn’t think so.

Jonah still hadn’t moved from where he’d been frozen while watching his brothers.

How did she know he’d watched it all?

Because she had never stopped watching him. Even as she’d taken all of what Josh and Jake had given her, she’d had her eyes fixed on the man whose palpable need ramping higher and higher had beat against her.

"Baby," Jonah whispered, his stare holding hers. "If this is?—"

"Please," she cut him off, while his jaw clenched and stare hardened.

"Please what?"

She curled her fists tight at the way his laser-focused gaze remained on hers. She might have been at their mercy, as she’d realized before, but there was more to it.

They were also at hers.

None of this would have happened if she hadn’t wanted it.

Wanted them.

She let her hands and body release any bit of tension she might have shown. The bindings didn’t matter. They’d became an integral part of the pleasure she’d experienced.

The pleasure that had yet to be culminated with Jonah joining with her.

Finishing what his brothers had started.

Finishing what he had orchestrated.

"Take me."

Jonah’s eyes closed, while a deep breath expanded his chest. What she saw when he opened them wasn’t exactly what she’d expected. Heat, yes. If it hadn’t shown through, she would have been surprised. But there was more.

Vulnerability and…

It can’t be.

She flashed her gaze to Jake backing off the end of the bed, then Josh laying down beside her. Both men had the same look as their brother. It was a look she couldn’t believe.

Oh, Alyssa, girl, it’s just wishful thinking on your part.

Jonah’s face blocked out the rest of the room and any other thoughts when his searching kiss touched her lips. The softness of it—the uncertainty from a man she couldn’t see being anything but self-assured in all aspects of his life—was unexpected. Then he was lifting himself and taking Jake’s empty place, hooking his arms under her limp knees and spreading her wide while staring at her core.

"This is what I needed to see," he groaned, before his eyes traced up her body, finally meeting her eyes. "You, filled with us."

"Not all of you. Not yet," she whispered, before biting at her lip.

A little grin kicked up one side of his mouth, something that ratcheted up his sexy factor times one hundred.

"I’ll remedy that…"

She swallowed hard at the way Jonah’s deliberate movements sent his hard, bare cock bobbing the closer he inched to her. His arms, loosened, allowing her legs to skim past, until her thighs settled on either side of his torso.

"Right now," he growled, his voice filled with the confidence she had come to expect when he notched her body into his, his cock sliding against her drenched core and sensitive clit.

That little button that should be needing recharging before coming to life again, pulsed, while her breath sawed in and out and heart pummeled her breastbone and ribs.

"Ohhh…" She closed her eyes at the feel of him, while Jake and Josh lavished her with whispered words of praise and ran their hands over her body.

"Alyssa, baby, open your eyes."

She couldn’t not do Jonah’s bidding, so she slowly lifted her lids, where his wanting, hazel gaze captured hers.

"There you are," he murmured, entering her. But it wasn’t a fast or hard slide. It was unhurried, all the while, holding her gaze in his unbreakable, unwavering stare until he went as deep as he could go.

Taking her.

Owning her.

His burning gaze and hands gripping her ass tight letting her know she belonged to him.

Did she?

Maybe.

Josh and Jake remained pressed against her sides, murmuring her name, stroking her hair, tenderly loving her body with their hands and mouths—their touch raising gooseflesh across her already sensitive flesh, while Jonah moved over and inside her.

The intimacy of this moment with Jonah—as it had been with Josh and Jake—the absolute rightness of it—astounded her. The three of them brought her body to life in a way no other one man had been able to do before.

Together as they were, it was as if she belonged to all of them.

But that couldn’t be.

Could it?

The idea almost had her movements faltering—almost taking her out of the pleasure her senses had been indulging in.

Oh, god. How was she supposed to choose between them if that time ever came? And even if she could choose, she had the sinking feeling that pieces making them so whole as they moved as one would be missing. And that…

No, Alyssa .

The whole overthinking thing had to stop. It had no place in this bed. Especially when a low whoosh left the man giving her everything he had, forcing her to zero her complete focus where it needed to be.

On Jonah.

On Josh.

On Jake.

My men.

And it was in time to see the confidence he normally exuded falter for a moment. Had he realized she’d been lost in her own thoughts and worries? But then his head fell back, and a hard swallow worked his throat as he burrowed his cock impossibly deeper.

"Ah, baby …"

"Lyssa," Josh whispered against her hair. "We knew it would be like this with you."

She licked her lips and nodded, breathing hard, while the slow in and out drag of Jonah’s cock set up a steady, maddening rhythm. If they’d saved him for last to drive her insane with the need to come— again —they had succeeded.

"Let her arms loose," Jonah gritted out. Seconds later she found each hand pressed against a chest. At last, she was touching them. She let her languorous gaze wander to the two men now on their knees. Instinctively knowing what Jonah needed, she lowered her hands to take a cock in each.

"Yes," Jonah murmured, while his hips moved faster.

"Jake," she panted out, while pulling on both men’s cocks—Jake’s hard and Josh’s hanging semi-soft between his legs—to urge them toward her.

" Yes , Alyssa," Jake groaned as she opened her mouth and guided him inside. Her other hand stroked over Josh, smiling around Jake’s cock when his brother’s hardened in her hold, before sucking him at the same she turned her gaze back on Jonah.

Fevered.

It was only way to describe his eyes and flushed features, while his fingers dug into her ass where he held her.

She breathed hard through her nose, letting Jake have his way with her mouth, while Josh basically fucked her hand and Jonah ground into her with each meeting of their hips—pressing against her clit that was ready to burst again each time.

"Oh, god, " Josh cried out, surrounding Alyssa’s hand with his own and squeezing as he masturbated into her fist.

" Alyssa ," Jake groaned while cupping her cheek. "I need?—"

"Mmm-hmm," she managed to mumble, her eyes watering at the depths he went down her throat.

"Baby…"

Alyssa’s gaze flashed back to Jonah—his eyes closed and body straining over hers the harder he thrust.

"Nnnn…"

Her body jerked as the increasing throbbing at her clit shattered, sending her bucking into Jonah—her mouth falling open on a low moan. Jake’s cock left her mouth, then seconds later, cum splattered across her breasts from both sides as masculine grunts and groans of pleasure sounded all around her.

"Mmm… Ohh… Uh-huh… Ahh…" Nothing but incoherent whimpers fell from her panting lips. Words wouldn’t form. Not when her body continued to burn and thrash, wanting more of Jonah’s increasing thrusts and the hard hands squeezing her breasts and rubbing her skin with their seed. Wanting to reach something that was beyond the height she’d already reached.

It was there…

It was…

" Jonah! "

She slammed her eyes shut, marveling at the explosion ricocheting through every part of her being as her pulse raced and heart hammered.

As she thrashed under Jonah who had stilled—his cock pulsing as he came.

She was…

Complete.