Chapter 18

Chapter Eighteen

Emery

R onan’s lips were unyielding at first, but they softened quickly, parting to allow me in. His hands gripped my waist tighter, pulling me against him as he deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping into my mouth with a hunger that matched my own.

Behind me, Max let out a low groan, his hands sliding down to my hips, pulling me back against him. I could feel the hard length of him through his jeans, and I gasped into Ronan’s mouth, breaking our kiss. Ronan’s lips trailed down to my neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin there, making me shiver.

“Is this what you want, Emery?” Max murmured in my ear, his voice a low rumble. “Both of us? Because if it isn’t, you need to tell us.”

I nodded, my breath coming in quick pants as Ronan’s teeth grazed my collarbone. “Yes. I want this. I want both of you.”

Max’s hands slid up under my shirt, his fingers tracing the line of my spine before unclasping my bra with practiced ease. “Good, because I want to fuck you while you suck Ronan’s cock. I want to feel you come around me while he fucks that pretty mouth of yours.”

His words sent a shock of desire through me, so intense it made my knees weak. Ronan’s hands steadied me, his mouth finding mine again in a hungry kiss. I reached down, cupping his hard length through his jeans. He groaned into my mouth, his hips bucking against my hand.

Max’s hands slid around to my front, cupping my breasts through my bra, his thumbs brushing over my nipples. I gasped, arching into his touch, breaking my kiss with Ronan. Max’s lips found my neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin there, making me moan.

“You like that, don’t you?” Max murmured against my skin. “You like the idea of being fucked by both of us. Of being filled completely.”

“Yes,” I gasped. “God, yes.”

Ronan’s hands moved to the hem of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. My bra followed quickly, tossed aside without care. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight of me, topless and flushed, pressed against Max’s chest.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” Ronan reached out, cupping my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples.

Max unbuttoned my jeans before sliding them down my hips, taking my underwear with them. I stepped out of them, kicking them aside, leaving me completely naked between the two of them.

Ronan’s hands moved to his own shirt, pulling it off quickly before reaching for his jeans. I watched as he pushed them down, his cock springing free, hard and ready. I reached out, wrapping my hand around him, stroking him slowly. He groaned, his hips bucking into my touch.

Behind me, I heard the rustle of fabric as Max undressed, the crinkling of a wrapper, then felt the heat of his body against mine as he pressed against me, his cock hard against my back. His hands slid down to my hips, gripping them tightly as he ground against me.

“I need to be inside you,” Max growled in my ear. “I need to feel that tight pussy of yours gripping my cock.”

“Yes,” I gasped. “Please, Max. Fuck me.”

“Then get on your knees.” Max’s command made my pussy clench, and I did as he asked, dropping to the plush area rug.

Ronan’s hand gripped my hair, tugging gently as he guided my head toward his cock. His shaft was thick and long, throbbing with desire as it pressed against my lips. I opened my mouth wide, taking him in carefully and savoring the taste of him.

Max dropped to his knees behind me and slid his hand down my stomach until he got to the apex of my thighs. He found my clit and rubbed circles around it, making me moan softly around Ronan’s cock.

“That’s it. So wet and ready to have my cock fill you.” Max’s voice was rough with lust.

I took Ronan’s cock deeper into my mouth, my cheeks hollowing as I sucked. Max’s fingers teased my entrance, spreading my wetness over my sensitive skin as he prepared me for him. I whimpered and squirmed, my body begging for the fullness I knew was coming. His finger finally pushed inside me, and he groaned as my pussy fluttered.

“Fuck, I can hear how wet you are.” Ronan pulled his cock from my mouth. “I need to taste you.”

Dropping to the floor, Ronan laid on his back in front of me, scooting until his head was right between my legs.

“What are you… oh, God.” My eyes practically rolled as Max slid in a second finger.

“Come take a seat.” Ronan licked his lips, and I nearly came at the thought of sitting on his face.

Max’s fingers slid out, and he gripped my hip, helping me scoot forward until I straddled Ronan’s face. With a solid hand in the center of my back, he pushed me forward until I was looking right at Ronan’s cock.

“Suck that cock, baby, and don’t stop until you’re gagging on his come.” Max’s hand connected with my ass cheek, and I yelped and then groaned as Ronan’s tongue licked the length of me.

I took Ronan’s cock in my mouth, sucking him hard. His hands gripped my thighs, his nails digging into my skin as I bobbed my head faster.

He groaned, his tongue doubling down on the pace he set between my thighs. My orgasm built at the same time Max pushed against my opening with his cock.

“Fuck her,” Ronan moaned against me. “Fuck her hard.”

With one swift push, Max filled me completely. The sensation of being filled while Ronan’s tongue worked magic on my clit was overwhelming.

Max’s hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he pulled me back onto him, again and again, each thrust more powerful than the last. The sound of our bodies meeting filled the room, a primal, erotic melody that drove me wild. I felt every inch of Max as he moved inside me, hitting spots that made my toes curl and my eyes roll back.

Ronan’s tongue was relentless, licking and sucking, circling my clit with a precision that had me teetering on the edge. A coil of pleasure tightened in my core, ready to snap at any moment. I whimpered and squirmed, my body begging for release.

And then Ronan’s finger pushed inside me alongside Max’s cock. The added fullness was almost too much, a stretch that bordered on pain but was swallowed by the wave of pleasure that crashed over me. I cried out around Ronan’s cock, my body tightening as the orgasm ripped through me.

“Fuck, she’s coming.” Max groaned, his grip on my hips tightening as he fucked me harder, chasing his own release.

Ronan didn’t let up, his tongue and finger working in tandem, drawing out my orgasm until I was a trembling, whimpering mess. He added a second finger, stretching me even further. The sensation was intense, a mix of pleasure and a sting of pain that had me seeing stars.

I sucked Ronan’s cock with renewed vigor, my body on fire, every nerve ending alight with pleasure. Max swelled inside me, his thrusts becoming erratic. He was close, and I wanted to feel him come undone inside me.

Ronan’s fingers moved in sync with Max’s cock, the three of us moving together in a dance of unadulterated lust. I was a live wire, sparking and crackling with every touch, every thrust, every lick.

“I’m close.” Max tensed behind me. “Fuck, Emery, you feel so good.”

I was coming again, my vision blurring. Max thrust into me one last time, his cock pulsing as he came, filling me with his heat. Ronan’s cock swelled in my mouth, and then he was coming too, his hot release spilling down my throat. I swallowed every drop, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of my orgasm.

Ronan slid his fingers out of me, his tongue giving one last, gentle lick before he moved out from under me. Max pulled out slowly, and I whimpered at the loss of fullness.

I collapsed onto the rug, my body completely satisfied. Max and Ronan both lay down beside me, their bodies pressed against mine, their hands stroking my skin gently.

I sighed, content, my body still tingling with the remnants of pleasure. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, the intensity of it, the sheer, mind-blowing pleasure of it. I had never felt anything like it, never even imagined it was possible.

And yet, here I was, sandwiched between two incredibly sexy men, my body still humming with the aftermath of the most intense sexual experience of my life. It was surreal, like a dream come true. A very naughty dream.

I let out a soft laugh, my body shaking with the movement. Max and Ronan both looked at me, their expressions questioning.

“What’s so funny?” Ronan’s hand trailed down my side, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin.

I shook my head, a smile playing on my lips. “I never expected this. Any of this. You two have clearly done this before.” They had been too good at sharing me, and with the way Ronan had slid his fingers into me alongside Max’s cock… damn.

Max chuckled, his hand cupping my cheek, turning my face toward him. “No, actually.” He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips.

“I’ve thought about it.” Ronan kissed my shoulder, his lips lingering on my skin.

Max looked over me at Ronan. “Same.”

A silent conversation passed between them, one that I didn’t even try to decipher. Were they about to say this was a one-time thing? Did I want it to be more than that? What about Levi?

Oh, God. Levi.

I covered my face with my hands, wondering what the hell I’d just done. It wasn’t like I was dating Levi, but we’d been intimate and had been making out nearly every day. It seemed like he’d been trying to push me toward Ronan and Max, but was that out of friendliness, or did he want this too?

“Hey.” Max pulled my hands away from my face. “What’s wrong?”

I shook my head, sitting up quickly and looking around for my scattered clothes. “I should go. It’s late and tomorrow will be a long day.” The words came out shakier than I intended, betraying the storm of emotions churning inside me.

My body was trembling again, and not in a good way. I was freaking the hell out over the situation I’d put myself in. I’d now essentially fucked all three of my bosses.

My bosses who signed my paychecks and who were letting me stay with them. My bosses who were anti-Christmas, but I’d still forced it on them.

What kind of workplace disaster had I created? The HR handbook definitely didn’t have a chapter on how to handle this kind of situation.

They were going to fire me for sleeping with them, and then I was going to have nowhere to go, forced to live in my car during the coldest part of winter. The thought sent icy panic shooting through my chest.

My mind spiraled with worst-case scenarios: living off ramen, showering at the gym, trying to explain to potential employers why I’d been fired from my last job for sleeping with not one, not two, but all three of my bosses. And-

“Breathe, Emery.” Ronan took my face in his hands.

I nodded mechanically, but the air still wasn’t coming, trapped somewhere between the twinkling Christmas tree I’d insisted on putting up and our naked bodies. My chest felt impossibly tight, like someone had wrapped tinsel around my lungs and kept pulling it tighter and tighter until I couldn’t draw in a proper breath.

And then, to make matters worse, a door opened, and Levi walked in.