Page 44 of Six of Hearts
"We've talked about this," Noah said softly, his lubed fingers working gently. "But only if you want to try."
"I want to," she said breathlessly as Liam's tongue worked magic between her legs.
Noah was patient, careful, making sure she was ready before he slowly pressed inside her from behind. The dual sensation made her cry out.
"Breathe, baby," Noah coached. "Just relax."
"Oh god," she moaned.
"It's so much."
"Too much?" Liam asked, pausing.
"No. It's perfect. Keep going.”
They found a rhythm together, and the sounds she made were pure ecstasy. When she came this time, it was with a scream that probably echoed through the whole house.
They held her through the aftershocks, murmuring praise and affection.
"You're doing so well," Noah said, kissing her shoulder.
"So beautiful," Liam added.
By the time Ethan and Julian took their turn, Aria was flushed and trembling but still eager.
"You sure you're not too tired?" Ethan asked, genuine concern in his voice.
"I'm sure," she said. "I want all of you. I want this."
They were reverent with her, treating her like something precious. Julian took his time, making sure she was comfortable with every new position. Ethan kept checking in, asking if she was okay, if she needed anything.
When they finally finished, all of us were exhausted but satisfied. More importantly, Aria looked happy. Sated. Loved.
I gathered her into my arms, and the others arranged themselves around us on the bed.
"How are you feeling?" I asked, stroking her hair.
"Like I just had the most incredible experience of my life," she said with a tired smile.
"No regrets?" Gabriel asked.
"None. That was... you all were amazing."
"You were amazing," Noah corrected.
"Thank you for trusting us with this.”
"Thank you for making me feel so safe," she replied.
We lay there together, a tangle of limbs and contentment. Someone pulled a blanket over us. Aria's breathing gradually evened out as she drifted toward sleep.
"We're lucky," Julian said quietly. "To have found her."
"We are," I agreed, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
One by one, we all succumbed to sleep, wrapped around the woman who had somehow become the centre of our world.
When I woke briefly in the middle of the night, it was to find Aria still nestled against me, with Gabriel's arm draped over both of us and Noah's hand resting on her hip.
