Page 38 of Die for You (Diamond Devils #4)

“You guys push your bodies to the breaking point nearly every damn day. Practice, workouts, games. You should be getting a back massage at least once a day.”

“Good thing we found you,” Damien drawls.

“ Jesus , Rory. What did we do to deserve you?”

Our angel smiles down at him. “Everything. You’ve done everything.”

Finally, Aurora turns to me with a smile and holds out her hand, slick with lotion. “Your turn, handsome.”

Why is that one word enough to make me weak for her?

Damien rolls off the bed to continue stripping, and I take the hand Aurora holds out to me. Let her guide me down onto the mattress.

Her body is a pleasant weight on my legs as she straddles me before there’s the squirt of the lotion and her hands are flat on my shoulders. Caressing, soothing, massaging. Touching me in a way no one ever has.

She almost manages to convince me I’m worth it. That, someday, I could be more to her.

Her soft breath hits the shell of my ear a second before her words. “Finn.”

For once, I don’t have to force the word out of my mouth. It spills out of its own accord. “Angel.”

“Thank you. For always being there when I need you.” Her words are low enough, Damien and Knox can’t hear. “Am I doing a good job of showing my gratitude?”

Right as the final word leaves her mouth, she digs her thumbs into parallel knots between my shoulder blades, and a low groan escapes past my lips.

Half muffled by the mattress, I mumble, “Incredible.”

Aurora’s hands drift down my back, repeatedly distracted as she admires every muscle, every inch of skin, every notch of my spine. I’ve never known what it’s like to be...revered before.

I need to return the favor.

Without a word of warning, I push up into a plank, nearly bucking her off me. Aurora yelps, and before she can shout a word, I pin her down flat on the mattress and snatch the bottle of lotion, squirting a trail down her spine.

She shivers beneath me, relaxing as my hands rub over her velvety soft skin. “Wow,” she breathes, almost inaudible.

Knox squeezes lotion into his palm before digging his thumbs into her foot. “Pretty sure this is the direct translation of ménage à trois . A three-way massage.”

“Not even close.” Aurora chuckles before groaning as my thumbs dig into her lower back.

Wordlessly, Damien pulls Aurora’s hair to the side before he works the lotion into her neck. She can’t stop moaning now with all three pairs of hands massaging her.

We’ve never had a girl like this before. Not a whole lot of preamble before a puck bunny’s on her knees or splayed open for us.

Those days are behind us now. So far behind us, I can’t remember what they were like. How any other woman smelled, what being touched felt like. What life was like before Aurora.

Before her, everything was foggy. With her, the fog has cleared.

In my joggers, my cock twitches as I finally allow my hands to trail down to the flesh of her ass. Parted with a pretty black thong little more than a ribbon between her cheeks. She groans as I knead her glutes. Her whole body is tight and tense like a string ready to snap.

A lifetime of stress. A mountain of worry and fear from living with that asshole ex of hers for far too long.

In answer, I lean down and lick from her jaw to her ear. She trembles beneath me. I nip her lobe before sucking it, and she whimpers. “Why the hell does that feel so good ?”

“Everything we do to you will,” Knox promises.

With quick hands, I unclasp her bra, slipping the straps down her arms, before flipping her on her back. The bra is tossed, forsaken. Hopefully lost to the abyss.

She’s on full display before us, glorious tits lobbing to the side, perfect pink nipples peaked. The only bit of her hidden away from us is what little her thong covers.

When she takes in our gazes on her, she moves to cover herself. Damien pounces, pinning her arms down on the mattress. “Not a chance,” he growls. “You won’t hide from us.”

More lotion and we’re massaging those perfect tits, her arms, hands, thighs. Her eyes flutter shut, relaxing against the mattress and letting us touch her wherever we want. Do whatever we want to her.

Trust. She finally trusts us. Nothing has tasted sweeter.

I can’t take the buildup anymore. My cock throbs in my pants, balls aching, and I need her. Now.

With a single finger, I tug her thong to the side, unveiling her bare pussy. Already glistening for us. The tip of my finger barely brushes her clit, but it’s enough to make her jerk and hiss through her teeth.

Before I can continue, though, she sits up and balances on her knees. “No. It’s your turn. Pants off.”

“She thinks she’s in charge,” Damien muses.

“So cute.” Knox grins, even as we follow her orders.

Aurora slides off the bed, and I hold my breath until she fixes her gaze on me. She sinks to her knees before me, brown eyes looking up at me through dark lashes. My mouth goes dry.

“You’re first,” she purrs. “A massage for a massage.”

Fuck, I’ll give her a massage every day if it gets me treatment like this once in a lifetime. I caress her jaw as she wraps her hand around my cock, hard and aching for her. She strokes slowly while the other hand guides mine to the back of her head.

We don’t need words to understand each other. I thread my fingers through her hair and tug.

Her head jerks back, and she grins. “Good boy.”

I pull her hair again, harder this time. Hard enough to draw tears. “Good girl .”

Despite the glitter of unshed tears, she smirks. But she doesn’t say another word before her tongue flicks out and swirls around the swollen head of my cock.

She keeps her eyes open to watch me sign to her. That’s it, angel. That’s it. Taking my cock like my good fucking girl.

“I’m growing impatient, angel,” Damien warns, sitting on the edge of the mattress before he tugs her toward him, his cock already fisted in his hand and waiting for her.

“That sounds like a you problem,” she challenges, but she doesn’t push Damien off as he yanks her toward him and pushes his cock past her lips.

Her gag makes all three of us groan. I pump my cock, glistening with her saliva, already desperate to be back inside her.

She reaches for me and Knox, stroking us while her head bobs up and down on Damien. I grit my teeth. Pleasure pulses through my cock with every stroke. She’s in for a long night.

Knox fists his hand in her hair and pulls her toward him. A trail of saliva lands on her chin, but she doesn’t get time to wipe it away before her mouth swallows him.

She whimpers, and he lets out a sharp groan. Head tipping back. “Such a good fucking girl.”

Damien lets Knox have his turn for barely thirty seconds before he growls, “Get her on the bed.”

We stand, Knox grabbing Aurora and tossing her onto the mattress as she squeals.

“You’re going to take all three of us tonight, angel,” Damien promises. “At the same time.”

“Wait!” She’s breathless. Chest rising and falling as she pants. “I need to tell you something.”

We freeze. What the hell hasn’t she told us? What secret has she been keeping? One that she needs to share moments before we finally share her.

“What is it, beautiful?” Knox croons. The encouragement she needs as her gaze darts between us, looming over her.

She straightens, eyes glistening. Her hands twist together.

If she’s this nervous, I’m not going to want to hear this.

My throat bobs. “This is more than sex to me. And I...I don’t want to choose.

Between you.” She bites her lip to stop it from wobbling.

“I care about all three of you. The same.”

We all exchange the same look. Furrowed brows, pursed lips, confusion etched into every line.

Finally, Damien asks, “Who said you have to choose?”

“This is way more than sex to us, Rory. Always has been.” Knox steps closer to her, giving her a smile she can’t look away from. “And we’ve always been more than happy to share you. Not sure if you’ve noticed, but we’d do whatever you wanted.”

The tension in her shoulders falls away. A smile breaking through the tears.

“Whatever makes you happy. That’s what we’ll give you,” Damien confirms.

That’s what had her so anxious? We’ve all known for a while that she wants the three of us equally. We’re accustomed to sharing. And if that’s how we’ll keep her, that’s what we’ll do.

I close the distance between us. Take her hand. Rub my thumb along hers until her eyes are focused solely on me. “Whatever makes you stay.”

She smiles at us. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Like you have a choice.” Knox jumps on the bed with her, breaking the tension. “We wouldn’t let you leave.”

Aurora laughs. Swats at him as he pins her by the arms to the bed.

“Who’s going to fuck her first?” Knox asks, not taking his eyes off her.

The mood shifts as Aurora’s toes curl.

“Not it.” Damien sneaks a step closer with a wolfish grin. “She won’t be able to walk after I’m through with her.”

Her throat bobs, glancing between Knox and Damien until her gaze finds mine. Glued to me like I’m the only man in the world. Her hand out to me.

“Finn,” she breathes.

How does she manage to let the three of us share her and still make each of us feel like her favorite person in the world? She wants all of us, equally. I never thought I’d meet a woman with enough room in her heart for someone like me, let alone three.

But here she is. All ours.

I can’t slide inside her without tasting her first. A small smile of anticipation pulls at the corners of her lips as I crawl toward her on the bed.

Coming down to kiss her, taste her sweet lips, before I lick from her jaw to her ear.

The length of her neck. The space between her collarbones.

My tongue swirls around her nipples as she gasps, clutching at me.

Over her soft belly, her hip bones, the inside of her thighs.

She’s whimpering for me by the time my tongue strokes up her slit.

Knox and Damien groan as Aurora cries out, back arching. Never tasted anything as magnificent as her.