Page 36 of Heatwaves

The heat haze is pressing on me heavily as Carter and Oliver undress and stalk toward the bed. Oliver brushes Ty’s fingers aside as he flips me over onto my hands and knees, replacing them with his cock.

He hisses as he grinds against me, my cunt still contracting around his cock. When Carter appears in front of me, his cock on full display, I reach for it.

“Two dicks weren’t enough for you?” Carter asks as he cups my face, allowing me to stroke his cock. “That’s okay. Oliver and I will fill you up and make you come. Then you can ride our cum slut’s face while I suck him down.”

“Cum slut?” I ask, eyes wide.

Carter grins, nodding his head toward Ty. “Assuming that sounds good to both of you.”

The idea of Ty fucking my pussy with his tongue, eating the combined cum of the men around me, has me clamping down on Oliver with a whimper. He’s continued to fuck me in slow, long movements through the conversation—never hesitating. “Yes, please.”

“Ty?” Carter asks gently, and I turn my head to the man in question, finding him staring at Carter. There’s a tension between the two of them that hadn’t been there ten years ago. Something has changed between them and part of me wants to know what it is. The other part doesn’t give a flying fuck about their relationship outside of what it means for my heat.

I open my mouth to tell them just that when Ty lunges forward to kiss me before whispering against my lips. “Is that what you want, Lila?”

“I do.” I hesitate. Even if I don’t care about their relationship, I still don’t want anyone to do anything they don’t want to do. “But only if you want to. Don’t do something just because it’s what I want.”

“Thank you,” he murmurs before pulling away, eyes moving to Carter. “Okay.”

A look of relief makes its way over Carter’s face as he nods. I can’t help being curious about it, but then I’m distracted by Carter’s cock once more. Leaning forward, I close my mouth over him, all thoughts of anything besides fucking once more gone from my mind.

I try my best to focus on sucking Carter’s dick as Oliver’s pace picks up, but he takes pity on me as he begins to fuck my face. Oliver’sthrusts force me further down Carter’s cock, and I continue to moan and groan around his length.

I love having more than one dick buried inside of me at a time—and not just during my heat, either. Call me greedy all you want, but having more than one hole filled with dick is unlike anything else I’ve ever felt in my life.

A pulse of Wyatt’s power settles low in my belly before washing over the three of us, and I come.

Not just once, either.

Wyatt seems to have focused his power on my clit and G-spot, pulsing it against both of them and making me come over and over again.

I have no idea how many times he makes me come, but eventually, I pull Oliver over the edge with me. Carter is just a few thrusts behind him, and it’s not until I collapse on the bed that Wyatt’s magic fades away, leaving me limp and useless as I lie there.

“Cheater,” I croak, my mouth dry and my throat sore from screaming around Carter’s dick.

Wyatt’s laughter fills my ears as someone lifts me and places a bottle of water to my lips. I suck down the water greedily, my eyes meeting Ty’s.

“If you’re too tired,” he starts, but I shake my head.

“Absolutely not. Someone is going to have to move me, but then I can hold on to the headboard. Please, Ty.”

Ty gives me a small smile as he moves away to lie on the bed. I’m lifted off Oliver’s still half-hard cock and carried around the bed. I smile up at Aidan as he presses a kiss to my forehead.

Then he’s lifting me in the air to straddle Ty’s face.

I hope he wasn’t expecting me to hover because I’m not that kind of girl.

I lower myself onto his face, sighing as his tongue runs along my slit. I frown when I realize I’m not facing the headboard.

”Uh…I definitely can’t hold myself up like this for long. I need the headboard—“

“No, you don’t, babe.” Wyatt appears beside me, his arm banding around my waist as Carter crawls across the bed. “I’ll hold you up. I’m sure you don’t want to miss the show.”

The show?

Oh…Oh!

“Nope, definitely don’t want to miss that,” I sputter, grinding down on Ty as he begins to fuck me on his tongue.

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