Alexei returned to the bed and slipped beneath me. Saint stretched out beside him, tracing random patterns on his chest, and Iachedfor them, in any capacity, not just sex.
I dipped down and kissed Alexei. He responded with a low groan and the rough, reckless bite of his tongue. The heat that rose in him matched mine. We saw the world through different eyes, but in this, we were in perfect sync.
His leg hooked around my hip. I flattened my body to his, losing myself to his wicked mouth. Then I turned to Saint and kissed him too, and before I knew it, I was on top of him instead.I need six arms to keep up with my dick.
I choked out a laugh.
Saint bucked his hips, power bunching in his strong body, but he didn’t flip me onto my back and wipe the smirk off my face. He looked over my shoulder and folded his hands behind his head.
Brows raised, I considered his body. My mouth watered for his cock, but I wanted Alexei too.This is so complicated.
“It is not complicated,” Alexei murmured from somewhere behind me, confirming his place in the same hallowed, mind-reading halls that Saint walked. “Do what your body is telling you to do. I will figure out the rest.”
I didn’t need him to think for me. Or maybe I did. I licked my lips, staring at Saint. His steady gaze smouldered back, his dick hard and weeping.I want it. I shot a desperate glance at Alexei. “Youtell me.”
Alexei tugged me upright, wrapping around me from behind. “Fuck me while he fucks you. I want to watch.”
“You want to watch me combust?”
“Yes.”
He evaporated, leaving me to face Saint, who was still the picture of relaxation, though his dilated pupils told a different story.
I was already straddling his waist. I reached for his cock, hot and heavy in my hand. “That okay with you?”
He nodded, teeth digging into his full bottom lip, and claimed the lube bottle Alexei produced. He poured it onto my hand, leaving me to slick him up. I raised my hips and sank down on him, a slow, burning slide that I enjoyed more every time it happened.
Saint bent his legs to support me, then squeezed more lube onto my cock. His gaze drifted from me to Alexei, and he beckoned Alexei closer. “Face him.”
It was only the second time he’d spoken since I’d been awake and I loved that it was an order, not a request.
And that Alexei obeyed, climbing over me, his back to Saint, and impaling himself on my dick.
Fucking hell. The double-edged pleasure was insane. I squeezed Alexei’s hips and dropped my head to his shoulder, breathing hard. “You’ve gotta—I can’t—”
A sinful laugh was his only response.
He began to move, rolling his pelvis with more grace than I could dream of. Fucking Alexei had always been a wild ride, but this was different. With Saint beneath him, holding us together, his rhythm was careful, measured, as if we’d break if he took me too hard.
Saint. I flailed for him. Found his hand, but I couldn’t raise my head. Couldn’t face what we were doing, or... yeah. Iwouldfucking break.
Strong fingers gripped mine. Saint rubbed my thigh with his other hand, his palm warm and dry, as if he wasn’t coming apart at the seams like I was.
Maybe it was just me. Maybe I wasn’t built to handle them both. I snatched another panicked breath. Alexei tangled his fingers in my hair and pulled, forcing me to meet his gaze. He ground down harder, pushing me onto Saint, amping up the pressure inside me while he squeezed the life out of my cock.
“Cam.”
“Yeah?”
“This is everything I did not know I wanted.”
It registered then, that his other hand was behind him, braced on Saint’s chest, his palm flat against the colourful ink that covered Saint’s heart. And that Saint was watching us, eyes bright with an emotion that lit up the fucking world.
Our world.
The three of us.
I found my place in the riot in my limbs and began to move, thrusting up into Alexei as Saint matched my rhythm. It fuckingflowed.I crushed Saint’s fingers with mine and took the heady pleasure he gave me, breathing it into Alexei with every heart-stopping kiss he stole from me.