Page 82 of Betraying Bexley

Chapter 14

Bex writhed below Bronx, turning Alé on to the point of pain. Both Bronx and Bex were wild, unhinged. Bronx brought Bex to the brink several times before flicking her tongue over Bex's clit, sending her over the edge. Bex climax with a sharp cry and shudder of pleasure. If he thought Bronx would give him the chance to satisfy their girl, he was mistaken, Bronx continued to toy and play with Bex until she was limp and pleading for a reprieve.

Bronx laughed. “Sorry, got carried away.” She placed a kiss at the top of Bex’s pussy then sat back. “What are we going to do with him?” Her face was flush from arousal and her chest rose and fell in heavy pants. “He looks like he’s about to bust.”

“I know what I want.” Alé glanced at Bronx then Bex. “I want my mami.” He pressed a kiss to Bex’s lips then gathered her in his arms. “Like this.”

Bex’s eyes were heavy-lidded and glassy from the pleasure. “L-Like this?” She glanced down at Alé’s lap.

"Uh-huh." He grabbed the condom off the table beside them where he'd put them when he'd undressed and handed it to Bex. He’d lost his head when they were in the pool, but this time, he’d take better care of Bex. He’d protect her in every way possible. "Will you do the honors?"

“S-Sure.” She took the foil packet from him and opened it. Her fingers trembled and her pulse throbbed.

“You’ve got this,” he whispered, nuzzling her neck.

She whimpered his name as she rolled the latex circle down his shaft. It was a test of control. Her touch was delicate, feather-like. It left him lightheaded and eager to get inside Bex. Bronx joined them then, kissing the side of his neck while he positioned himself at Bex's entrance and filled her. He gasped. The warmth of her snug passage constricted around. He placed his forehead to her shoulder, gritting his teeth and pleading for the strength needed to not blow on a single stroke.

Bex was perfect. She destroyed his restraint without even knowing she did it. He placed her arms around his neck then palmed her ass, guiding her over him with each thrust. Beside them, Bronx toyed with her clit while watching them. He also had plans for her, later. Alé dipped his head while pressing Bex backward and took her nipple into his mouth. When he bit her nipple, she went slick around him and he cursed internally. She was so open and responsive to his touch and Bronx's. It was amazing and awe-inspiring.

“Alé,” Bex murmured, running her fingers through his hair.

He groaned. He got off on her playing with his hair. She dragged the blunt tips of her fingernails along his scalp adding another layer of bliss coursing through his veins. “Yeah, mami?”

“W-What about B-Bronx?”

He glanced up at her. “Do you want to watch me fuck her too, Bex?”

She nodded and bit her bottom lip.

“Fuck, Bex. You got me in knots.” Alé’s pace increased. No way in fuck he’d pull out without getting Bex off on his dick at least once. He’d prefer to finish in her too, but if she wanted them to share each other, he wouldn’t say no.

He placed his thumb on her clit and rubbed it in small circles, adding pressure with each pass. The tight nub was covered in her juices. He groaned when she tightened on him. He wasn’t going to last. Already the tingle of anticipation built at the bottom of his spine and spread through his stomach. He buried his face in Bex’s neck, not ready to let go of her after everything they’d been through together.

“Alé,” Bex moaned. “P-Please.”

“I’m right here. I’ve got you.”

He pressed his forehead to hers, the intense pleasure built within him and when she cried out, followed by the pulse of her release squeezing and releasing him, he let go. They both needed this. He shuddered, unable to breathe as the force of his orgasm stole his breath. He clutched Bex, holding her to him as they came down from their mutual satisfaction. He believed the visceral reaction he had the first time with her was a fluke. However, this time, he couldn't deny their connection and the bond they'd built. It was powerful. It made him feel ten feet tall and invincible.

Next to them, Bronx cried out, shaking through her release. He'd been so focused on Bex, he'd missed the show. With Bex cradled in his arms, all three of them cuddled on Bex's bed. He snorted. He didn't cuddle. But, with these two women, he'd do whatever he had to, to make them feel loved and safe while with him. Bex lifted her head and stared at Bronx. These two were going to also be a hand full. When they finally kissed, he groaned. It was his little fantasy come to life. Two beautiful women who not only loved him but loved each other. Of course, he assumed they loved each other. He wasn't sure Bex could say the word love, because she'd never experienced it.

Oh well, they had time.

“You good?” Alé glanced at Bronx who’d tucked herself into his side.

She nodded. “Oh yeah. This was all about Bex and I think we tuckered her out.” She lifted her chin in Bex’s direction and giggled.

Bex snuggled up next to him, her leg over his and her head on his shoulder. Her eyes were closed, and soft snores came from her. Damn. They went too hard with her. He didn’t regret it though. They were back together, and he was fucking happy.

“Still have a lot of shit to work through, but this is progress,” he whispered, before pressing his lips to Bronx’s.

“It is.” She sighed. “Let’s also hope she wakes up before Mateo and Noah get back. I don’t think she’ll want to be seen naked by them.”

Alé chuckled softly. “Yeah, not the way I want her new dads to know we’re all fucking.” Bronx sat up and Alé grabbed her arm. “Hey, thanks, for, you know.”

“You don’t have to thank me. I meant what I said. I love her, and I’m falling for you too. We’re in this together.” She glanced at Bex. “All three of us.”

“We have to tell her,” he whispered. “How we feel.”

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