Page 125 of Rival
Laying my lips against her forehead, I murmur, “Nope. And if he comes in here, he’ll get to see you bein’ taken care of. I’m sure Mason is just dyin’ to bury his head between your thighs. Makin’ Jax jealous is probably just icin’ on the cake for him.”
Mason rumbles out a low hum of approval. Rubbing his hands up and down her inner thighs, I feel her spread them more. She turns her head to the side and buries her heated face against me, but Mason isn’t having any of that.
“You can watch me, girl. Maybe Fin will too. He could even learn a little somethin’.”
“Jackass,” I mutter without any heat behind my words. Honestly, the shit he gives me has been entertaining as fuck, and at this point, I know he’s just trying to get a reaction. Holding up five fingers, I brag, “I’ve gotten five out of her just this week.”
Edith hums, then covers her laugh with a cough. She’s been shy and hesitant anytime things moved toward intimacy, so when she reaches for Mason and threads her fingers through his hair, begging, “Please, Mason,” I’m fucking floored.
With palms on her knees, he pushes them open further, my legs spreading with hers and my cock hardening under her ass. I never thought about what it’d be like ifnoneof us gave up in our pursuit of her, but if it means I’m going to hold my girl’s legs open so another man can eat her out? I don’t think I mind it so much.
There’s no way to see exactly what Mason is doing, but when her body stiffens, I know he’s just licked up the center of her pussy. He lifts her with a hand under her ass, giving me a better view so now I can watch.
“Holy fuck.”
Flicking my eyes to Jaxon, I see him standing in the center of the living room, a dish towel in his hand hanging limply at his side and mouth gaped open, focused on Mason’s head between Edith’s legs.
Without looking away from him, I lower my lips to her ear and whisper, “I know you’re not right with him yet, but I’m sure he’d love to continue that foot rub Mason abandoned. What do you think, darlin’?”
Hiccupping on a sob and nodding sharply, she arches her back, Mason clearly paying attention to that little bundle of nerves now.
“Jax.” I wait for him to drag his eyes from them. “Mason was massaging her feet. I’m sure she’d love if—”
His towel hits the floor in his hurry to the end of the couch, definitely onboard with what I was about to suggest. I shift my body around, so Mason now has his knees firmly planted on the floor, mouth never moving away from her pussy. Jaxon takes up the job of her feet, running a thumb up the center of her heel, eyes flying from what Mason’s mouth is doing, to her face, then back again.
“Fuck, you taste so fuckin’ good, girl.” Mason’s words are muffled as he devours her. Remembering her flavor on my tongue, my dick pulses heavily, demanding to be buried inside of her tightness. We haven’t fucked yet, but I don’t care. I mean, Idocare, but I’ll wait years if that’s what it takes for her to feel comfortable.
Getting her pussy worked over, though? Nowthatis something I’m shocked she’s onboard with, considering the first time I did it, she was so unsure.
Her breathing is heavy and loud, gripping the back of Mason’s head to keep him in place, but her other arm reaches around to hold the back of my neck. My fingers find her nipples and pluck at them as I trail my lips over the sensitive skin of her neck.
“She’s going to come,” Jaxon says softly. He’s holding onto her foot tightly, watching her trembling and facial expressions. Her nipples are sharp under my fingertips, and I know he’s right.
Mason nods and shifts to push his fingers inside of her. Her broken cry is loud, and it ramps up all of us like a switch has been flipped.
Jaxon leans forward, his hand leaving her foot and roaming up her leg, fingers digging into her calf muscles as she shakes beneath him. Mason is driving his fingers into her hard, sucking at her clit as he attacks it, murmuring begging words for her to come for him.
I lift her chin up to kiss her lips, then trail my mouth over her neck and shoulders, biting and nipping, whispering encouragement to fall apart for us.
“That’s it, darlin’. Just like that,” I whisper as she starts to tip over the edge, then I praise her as I feel her curl up, a keening cry followed by a scream as she explodes.
Mason sucks on her clit and follows her body as her hips tilt, pushing against him, and he lets her ride his face through her orgasm. Jaxon’s harsh breathing is loud as he grips her leg to keep her still. I dig my teeth into her shoulder for an extra bit of pleasure. The way her body is rolling over me has me on the verge of coming right along with her, but I will myself not to.
We all keep our hands on her, touching and kissing until she finally relaxes against me, her body boneless as she sighs and closes her eyes. Releasing the hold she had on Mason’s hair, she runs her fingers over his strands to smooth them out. Her other one falls from my neck and drops heavily over my hand still cupping her breast.
Patting it tiredly, she lets her eyes fall shut and within a moment, she’s fast asleep.
Jaxon hasn’t let her leg or foot go as if his life depends on it. He’s watching her sleep with so much longing I actually feel sympathy for him. The way he spoke to her all those months ago hurt her deeply, and she’s been struggling to move past it.
She doesn’t trust him. It all boils down to that. She has no confidence he’s here forherand not out of duty. After spending so much time with him,Iknow he’s here for the long haul, but it’s not my place to fix what’s broken between them.
When it comes to Mason and her, that’s a whole different ball game. He needs to open up, let her know what she means to him instead of being a grumpy bastard and waiting for her to just be satisfied he’s here.
Jaxon slowly sets her leg down with a pained expression as he drags his hands away. Getting up, he watches for a few more moments before whispering, “I’m going to finish making her dinner. We can let her sleep for a bit.”
“Jaxon.” I keep my voice soft to not disturb her. When he looks at me, I give him an understanding smile. “She knows you’re not a bad guy. Just give her some time. Trust is a hard thing to earn back, but you’re doin’ the right things.”
“I’m in love with her.”
