Page 40 of Cueball & Double-Z (Alpha’s Rejects #5)

But if I thought Marco would go right at sucking me down, I was sorely mistaken.

He was a fucking tease and tormentor. I was impatient, but at the same time, I felt worshiped by his mouth as he peppered my prickled and heated skin with kisses.

He started with my cheeks, throat, then worked his way down to my chest where he took a bud between his teeth and gently clamped down on it before licking and swirling around the nipple with his tongue.

A moan slipped from me, and I thrust my cock again, unable to control my body. It was pure instinct.

“Someone likes his nipples loved on,” Marco rasped, before blowing the wetness on my nipple, making it rock hard and me shiver.

“Yeah…”

“I also like it, and I bet Cole will, too.”

I made a note to play with Marco’s nipples more when I got the chance, as he worked on my other nipple.

Cole started touching me in response, his fingers grazing my skin, poking into muscle, and traveling to wherever he could reach.

Marco pulled away to give Cole some attention with another deep and tender kiss before turning back to me.

His hand threaded through my hair and gripped it tightly.

Right then, I told myself I would never cut it short, to keep it this length, so Marco would always have something to tug on, like Cole would always have something to twirl as he slept.

My breath hitched, and I suddenly realized I wasn’t touching him at all with my arms resting on the bed, fingers clawing at the sheets.

So, my hands roved over his incredibly soft skin.

He planted one more hungry kiss on my mouth before letting go of my hair and working his way back down my body, this time skipping over my sensitive areas and going straight to my cock.

Yes! Finally .

I spread my legs for him, opening myself up.

It was a little intimidating being so vulnerable and exposed.

I’d always been the one in charge during the few times I’d had sex.

I’d been the one to do most of the work.

But it was completely different with men, at least so far.

And I liked it despite feeling a tad nervous and awkward .

Marco’s face hovered over my dick, pulsing for attention, his eyes squarely on mine. “Green light, beautiful?”

“God yes… please. Please.”

He spread my legs, opening me up more. As soon as he swiped a long, wet trail from the base of my cock to the tip, I cried out.

Cole grabbed my hand and placed it under his cheek as he lay there on his side, watching the whole thing.

I glanced down at his cock, which was swollen and leaking.

Was it weird to think of his dick as cute?

Because it was cute as fuck, looking so smooth and slightly flushed.

I wanted to touch it, but Marco had made it clear Cole’s cock belonged to him, at least for now. Fucking bossy. But I liked that, too.

I cried out suddenly when his tongue wrapped around the cockhead, hitting all those pressure points perfectly.

He suckled the tip, licking away some pre-cum before his eyes stared at me.

Fuck, it’d been a long time since someone had sucked me down.

It felt fucking unreal. Not just feeling it, but knowing who was doing it.

And Marco knew what the hell he was doing.

He had an expert mouth. He knew how much to tease and how much to give.

“Yum,” he said, pulling away, leaving me bereft, but not for long before he had my cock hitting the back of his throat, and his nose pressed to my pubes.

“Fuck…” I hissed. Holy shit. He had my entire dick in his mouth.

My back arched off the bed, and I shoved my cock so deeply down his throat that he gagged a bit.

Holy fucking hell. It hadn’t only been a long time since I had a blow job, but the amount of attention he paid to me…

left me fucking breathless. Desperate. Needy.

Already, the pressure was building, so I tried to shove it back, not wanting to be anywhere near coming yet.

But I quickly learned that if Marco wanted me to come, he’d make me come.

He licked my cock like a damn ice cream cone full of melted ice cream. More teasing. More taunting. Leaving me begging for more.

“God… so good. So good…” I panted. “More… please.”

He popped off and grinned, his lips more swollen and wet. “I like you begging. It’s a good look for you. Sexy.”

He went back at it after I nodded like an idiot.

As I got lost in Marco’s amazing and expert mouth, Cole pressed his hand to the other side of my face, pulling me in his direction.

Then he leaned in and kissed me. He wasn’t as assertive as Marco, but his tenderness and softness left me feeling just as heated as the bigger man.

Being loved on by one man was amazing. But being loved on by two was out of this fucking world. I’d never been the center of attention before. It was addictive.

Cole moved down to my nipple, nipping and licking as Marco grew serious about sucking me down and getting me to come, bobbing his head and using his tongue on all those sensitive points.

My hand threaded through Cole’s silky hair, and I tugged on it like Marco had done to me, as he worshipped my nipple.

I was in fucking heaven. I had no idea what I’d done to deserve to be the center of attention between two amazing men. I was far from amazing, but I greedily took what they gave me.

My eyes closed as I got lost in the sensations of electric pleasure and heated skin.

To the sounds of grunts, slurps, moans, and whimpers.

To the smells of body wash and earthy sex.

It was a swirl of sensations that finally had me stumbling over the edge into pure fucking bliss.

My brain shorted out with all the sensations.

I was lost in it all in the best possible way.

Then I exploded without warning into Marco’s mouth, and he completely swallowed all that I gave him while Cole kissed the hell out of me as if trying to swallow down my orgasm.

When they both pulled away, my burning skin quickly cooled as I grew numb and tried to catch my breath.

But before I could, Marco said, “Taste your sexy and delicious flavor, beautiful.” He kissed me again and thrust his tongue into my mouth.

It was weird tasting my bitter cum on his tongue, but it was kind of hot, too.

Marco pulled back and stared above me with a smirk on his face before looking at Cole. “I think I killed him.”

Cole covered his mouth and giggled as he nodded. Then he signed boldly, ‘My turn,’ pulling a laugh from Marco and me.