So damn good.
Alexei moaned, leaning back into Saint, his dick so hard I couldn’t tear my gaze from it.
He caught me looking and smirked. “It is all for you... we did not start without you, biker boy.”
I opened my mouth to tell him I wouldn’t have minded if they had, but Saint distracted me, sliding a palm up Alexei’s spine, urging him down onto me.
Alexei complied, his face close enough for our mouths to meet in a hot, wet kiss that kept me occupied for a while, until the need for oxygen broke us apart.
I became aware of Saint’s weight shifting, of him nudging my legs apart. Of his gaze spearing me over Alexei’s trembling body.
Fuck.
Fuck.
I was buried deep in Alexei, my body thrumming with the need to come.
And Saint?
There were no goddamn words for what he was about to do.
His slick cock nudged the base of mine, carving out room. I followed his unneeded, silent instruction to take care of Alexei and wrapped my arms around the soul who’d bound ours together.
Alexei went still.
I kissed his temple. His jaw. Sought out his lips. Felt his shaky exhale. “No pain, Lexi. Nothing this good is supposed to hurt.”
He wanted this. He always had. But tension still wrought havoc in his body as he took all of Saint and all of me.
It was a fucking lot, and he was quiet for the longest time, barely breathing against my chest.
I rubbed his back, gritting my teeth against the inferno building in my gut. Fighting it. Winning. For him, forthem, while Saint watched on above us, still biding his time before he shattered us into a thousand fucking pieces.
He moved, the slowest roll of his hips sliding his dick against mine. I groaned, and the sound lodged in my throat as he did it again and again, setting the fuse.
Powerless against the pure thrall he had over me, over both of us, fucking us like this, I gave myself up to it, guiding Alexei’s dick to grind against my belly, my skin slick with his pleasure.
It was fucking everything. I’d never been so close to coming and yet scared of it happening, cos this would be over.
I held Alexei’s hands, wishing for nothing except for him to raise his head and look at me while Saint took us apart with his endless dance, a pace so slow and hypnotic I was driven to madness by it.
Alexei too, and I saw the moment he lost it. Saw his wits and composure desert him, leaving him with nothing but sensation and the love Saint bore down on him with.
The sharper cadence.
Deeper.
The clawing hands and gravelled moans.
Alexei detonated, his whole body convulsing as he jerked his head up in time for his wild gaze to meet mine as he came.
His release coated my hand.
The other, I hooked around his neck, clinging on for dear life as Saint booted me off the edge too.
I set my jaw as my climax roared through me, fighting to keep still as Saint’s dick pulsed against mine, his tortured groan ripping from his throat, the shake of his thighs reverberating through every goddamn nerve.
“Fuck.” I pressed my forehead to Alexei’s, a legit growl escaping me. “Fuck, Lexi. We love you. We love you so fucking much.”