Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” he hisses, reaching the back of my throat and going even deeper.
His cock is so big, I can’t swallow the whole thing. I hold it firm before coming up for air. He’s patient. His hand hovers slightly, as if he’s afraid to apply any pressure. But I still feel like he’s holding me, and that makes it even more exciting.
As I’m working my way down Alex’s shaft again, Kellan pierces me between my legs. My pussy is so hot and slick that Kellan plunges right in. Raw energy pulses from my molten core. My senses surge into overdrive.
Kellan grasps my hips and rams into me, over and over, merciless in his conquest while I gleefully gag on Alex’s cock, my eyes locked on his.
“You are dangerously addictive, Makayla,” Alex says, watching me as I deep-throat him with diligence and delight.
I pause and give him a broad smile. Drawing a few deep breaths, I go down on him again. This time, there isn’t much fight left in any of us. We’re all strained to the breaking point.
My climax crashes through me in a wet, hot shudder. I moan with a mouthful as I feel Kellan stiffen and explode inside me. Almost immediately, Alex holds my head in place and shoots his seed down my throat with a guttural growl.
I swallow every drop. He makes a fist in my hair, unable to control himself any longer. I let him, allowing waves of sensation to wash over me. The world sounds like a drum solo crashing in my ears. The water swirls in gentle waves all around us.
“This was… something else,” I manage as the three of us finally start to relax.
“Would you do it again?” Alex asks me.
“Over and over,” I reply with a lazy, catlike smile. “I might even ask for more…”
Kellan puts a hand on the rim of the pool and gently extracts himself from my body. I roll over, sitting down on the bench between Kellan and Alex, too exhausted to do much else.
Oscar gets out of the tub and comes around to help me to my feet. “Time to go to bed,” he says.
“Will you join me?” I mumble, leaning on him for support.
“Of course, my darling.”
He scoops me into his arms and walks straight into the building. He doesn’t bother with towels or clothes—just carries me, sopping wet and naked as sin, straight into the living room. All I can muster is a satisfied smile as I melt against him.
In my room, he sets me down on the bed, coming around the other side to join me beneath the sheets. A moment later, Alex hops in so that I’m happily squeezed between the two of them. I lose track of Kellan when the door shuts. With only three bodies in the bed, I assume he’s crashed somewhere else.
These are the small logistics that crop up when more than two people share a bed. I smile, already adjusting to the new math of us. In the morning, we’ll wake up and do it all over again. I’ll need time to build stamina—I’m exhausted, and it’s not even nine p.m.
“We’re going out for a bit, baby. Kellan made coffee. Text us if you need anything,” Alex says as I drift off into the pillow.
My body feels like hammered gold, shimmering and beautiful but also beaten into submission. I can’t remember the last time I felt so wonderful, and I count my blessings as I fall asleep.
21
ALEX
“Ithink you’re wearing my tie,” Oscar says as he stares at me across the elevator.
“It’s too early for the whiskey-lounge tasting,” I say as I meet Kellan in the lobby, festive music seeping from hidden speakers all around us.
Tinsel twinkles, and oversized glass baubles hang from the ceiling, complementing the grand chandelier. It’s like a winter wonderland, and the lingering scent of apple and cinnamon from strategically placed diffusers only amplifies the holiday atmosphere.
“I didn’t think we’d be so lost without our work schedule,” I add with a dry chuckle.
“Truth be told, I was ready to do a whole presentation over Zoom just to pass the time until that tasting,” Kellan says.
“You hate Zoom presentations.”
“Exactly. Should we hit the slopes?” Kellan asks.
“I’m in,” I say. “Unless Makayla’s awake.”
“We shouldn’t leave Oscar out if she is,” he reminds me. “Besides, we have to take advantage of the slopes while we’re here.”
We head back to the suite to change. Makayla’s door is still closed, so I can’t tell whether she’s asleep or already out. I check my phone and don’t see any messages from her, but that doesn’t clarify much, either.
We change at lightning speed, then haul ass down the hallway to the elevator.
Melanie’s presence at the resort grates on me. Last night I was too wrapped up in Makayla to even think about her. But now, it hits different.