Page 358 of Ruthless Desires: Vol. Two
“Face them,” Rhett tells me, his voice rough.
Once I’m turned away from him, he pulls me onto his lap. My legs are spread over his, stretching over his thighs and dangling in the air. On top of him like this, I’m too high up for my feet to touch the ground.
“You’re going to take every inch of my cock while you watch them fuck. You’re not allowed to take your eyes off them, you hear me?” Rhett says in my ear.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Good. Now put me inside you.”
My back hits Rhett’s chest as he pulls me against him. My hand shaking with anticipation, I take his cock into my hand and stroke. He must’ve pulled his pants down while I was standing up.
“Now, Wren.” His tone holds no room for teasing or drawing this out.
So I guide his dick inside me, feeling him slide in with ease because of how wet I am. I clamp down on him once he’s only halfway inside, my muscles tensing. After all the sex I had yesterday, I’m a bit sore, and I’m unsure of how much I can take. But god, I want it. I want everything Rhett will give me.
“I said all of it, sweetheart.” He pushes me down, his cock sliding in the rest of the way.
I gasp, feeling so full. Rhett’s dick is stretching me almost to my limit. The thing is, Rhett figured out years ago that I like a little pain.
“Just tell me if it’s too much,” he says as his fingers slowly circle my clit. Carefully, he pulls out and then slides back in, testing the movement. “Good?”
“Yes,” I pant, my body tightening. It’s more than good—it’s balanced on the knife’s edge between pain and pleasure, flirting with the ache inside me that tells me that it’s almost too much.Almost.
He starts out slow, and while I can’t see him, I know he’s watching me, gauging if I can really take this or if he needs to stop.
“So good,” I moan, trying to match his movements. But with my feet unable to touch the ground, it’s hard to get leverage.
“I’ve got you,” Rhett says as his free arm comes around my waist. “Let me, sweetheart. You just watch.”
At that, my focus snaps back to Elliot and Oliver. My eyes never strayed from them, but I wasn’t really taking in what was happening. Nor did I realize that Oliver is staring straight at me, his lips slightly parted, his eyes hooded.
“So fucking beautiful, princess,” he mutters, his voice faltering on the last word as Elliot slides into him. “God.”
I stay like that, my body nestled against Rhett’s, my gaze locked with Oliver’s. As Rhett fucks me, my body relaxes around him, and the pain mostly fades. Only then does he pick up his pace, matching Elliot’s thrusts from across the room. It makes the whole thing feel so much more intimate. Never mind that Oliver and Ell are out of my reach. Feeling Rhett’s cock slide into me as Elliot’s slides into Oliver is like having us all together, all touching, all with each other.
And it’s like that that we fall. Me first, and then Oliver and Elliot, and then Rhett. When it’s all said and done, my body trembling as I twist to leave a line of kisses up Rhett’s jawbone, a sense of deep contentment falls over the room.
“I couldn’t imagine my life without any of you,” Elliot says softly, glancing between the three of us. “I can’t believe how fucking lucky I am that I get to keep you.” When his gaze lands on me, warmth cascades down my body. “All three of you.”
“Not luck, Ell.” Oliver nuzzles his neck, and I know what he’s going to say next before he even opens his mouth. Thing is, I’ve come to believe him.
“Oh?” Elliot asks, a smile gracing his lips.
“You know there’s no other answer.” Oliver grins. “It was never luck. We were meant to find each other.”
I settle against Rhett, feeling his heat seep into me and knowing there’s no place I’d rather be. No other place I’msupposedto be, than here with them in this moment.
“Meant to,” Elliot repeats.
“Written in the stars, Ell.”
I smile. “Fate.”
“That’s right, princess.” Oliver’s gaze locks with mine. “It was always fate.”
THE END.
