Page 186 of Boys Who Hunt
I turn around when I notice Max hovering so close I can barely contain my raging boner from plowing through him once again. I’m still hard as fuck and not nearly finished with either of them.
Something’s got to give.
These walls are coming down.
I grab Max’s hair and kiss him just as hard, right in front of her, licking the roof of his mouth, twisting and turning my tongue around his until his breathless moans fill the room. All while I’m still fondling her. From the corner of my eye, I watch her reaction, the goose bumps growing on her skin, the lip that’s tugged by her teeth, and fuck me, I don’t think there’s ever been anything hotter than this.
Maybe this is what I’ve been craving all along.
Not just her or him … but us.
Together.
“Please,” Max murmurs, pulling away to look at Ivy, who leans back against the door, all flustered. “I love you, Ivy. But I love him too, and I don’t want to choose.”
She sucks in a breath, hesitant but so very fucking sexy. I can’t get enough.
I push Max closer. “Kiss her.”
He leans in to plant a kiss on her neck, sucking on her skin like it’s nobody’s business. I lean in too and suck on her earlobe, slowly drawing a line all the way down to her clavicles where I meet him, and I kiss him between kissing her neck as we slowly make our way back up to her face.
And the second he plants one single, soft kiss on her lips, I add a hungered one of my own, biting and tugging at her lip until she can’t distinguish either of us or the conflicting needs coursing through her veins.
“Do you hate me so much for kissing you? For wanting something more from you than just a fuck?” I ask, swirling my fingers around her most sensitive areas. “I told you, it’s not enough for me.”
“I thought you only did it to make him jealous,” she whispers between our delectable kisses.
“Making him jealous … felt so damn good, I’d do it all over again.” I grin. “So let me make him fucking jealous and enjoy the fireworks,” I muse, biting her lip before I drive my tongue into his mouth.
Max moans against me, his cock already hard again just from the idea of having two of us to play with.
“Fuck,” she murmurs.
I keep rubbing her faster and faster. “You thought I only craved him? You belong to all of us,” I say as I draw a line across her lip with my tongue. “We share you … you share us.”
Her eyes close as I inch closer and closer … and kiss her full on the lips together with Max, tasting the most hedonistic pleasures known to humankind.
Ivy
I tried to resist,I honestly did, but the moment both their lips landed on mine, I lost my sense of self-control. Their kisses are hypnotizing, to the point where I can’t tell the two apart, and I want nothing more than their lips on my skin, everywhere, anywhere, all the fucking time.
I don’t understand how I’ve so easily succumbed to their greed, yet I don’t want it to stop.
Not just one but two boys are in love with me … and each other.
This intoxicating mix of all three of us will be the death of me. Yet I let them walk me right down to the gateways of hell.
Heath pulls me away from the door, pushing me up against his muscular chest, while Max kisses the back of my neck and sucks on my ear. He zips down my dress while Heath pushes it off my shoulders, both working in sync to get what they want—me.
And fuck me … I can’t say no anymore.
“You’re our toy, our little plaything, now let us fucking use you,” Heath groans into my mouth before dragging me all the way back to the pool table, kissing both me and Max between every step as my dress drops to the floor, all of us absolutely consumed by lust.
How did they so easily persuade me to participate?
And why is my pussy throbbing so goddamn much?
Heath’s lips cover mine again, and I shut my brain off to stop myself from feeling guilty.