Page 46 of Hat Trick (Titans Hockey #1)

Chapter forty

Emily

" C an you be a good girl and stay quiet?"

I nod at Gabe, but I'm not completely convinced myself. I'm about to take all three of my gorgeous, muscular, wildly passionate, hockey-playing boyfriends at one time. A shiver of anticipation runs up me and I'm not too proud to admit I'm nervous. Not of my guys, but of what's about to happen.

Luca continues his worship of my pussy, licking and sucking and probing.

I’m wet, achy, and needy. He sucks my clit into his mouth and runs his tongue in circles around it.

A tingle begins in my lower stomach, and it tightens.

I can tell an orgasm is barreling towards me and I’m helpless to do anything about it.

Now fully focused on Luca, I thread my fingers through his hair and hold him against me.

My thighs tremble and my breath catches in my lungs as an orgasm tears through me.

Every muscle in my body is alight, vibrating and on fire.

As my orgasm wanes, I catch my breath, vaguely aware of movement around me.

Someone leans in and kisses me, and I can tell it’s Luca when I taste myself on his lips.

It’s erotic and sexy and makes me hungry for more.

I wrap my arms around his shoulders, keeping him to me as we let our lips and tongues explore each other.

Luca’s kisses are usually light and playful, but there’s a seriousness to them now that I’m not used to.

I think we’re all aware that after tonight things will be different .

I’ve been Luca’s. I’ve been Gabe’s. I’ve been Carter's. But I’ve never been theirs all at the same time.

I’m nervous someone will get jealous or cross a line.

It’s one thing to know I’m sleeping with their best friends, but another to see it.

After tonight, we’ll all walk out of this room closer, or it’ll all fall apart.

And while that makes me nervous, I'm not sure I could stop this if I tried.

Over the months we've gone from roommates, to friends with benefits, to falling in love.

If there's any chance that this, whatever this is, has a future, we need to cross this line and make sure everyone's comfortable with it.

I refuse to have a relationship where one member of it is uncomfortable, or not seen, or feels left behind.

We're either all in, or not. And if we're not all in. ..

Never mind. I don't want to think about what that would mean.

Luca wraps his arms behind my shoulders and rolls me on top of him.

Straddling his waist, my hands on his chest, I feel exposed.

Carter, Gabe and Luca's hungry gazes take in my body.

But for once in my life, I actually want them to look.

For once in my life, I feel sexy. I know they've all shown me in their own ways how much they like my body.

But having their eager attention all at once seems to have overloaded my insecurities.

These are my men. My men love my body. Even if no one else in the entire world ever finds me attractive, my men do. And that's enough.

Gabe moves around to kneel behind me. He runs a warm, calloused hand down my back, pressing me gently against Luca, so we're chest to chest. Luca smiles at me warmly and kisses me gently.

"Hey, sweetheart," he whispers, holding my cheek in his hand tenderly. His other hand snakes beneath us and positions his cock at my entrance. A shiver of anticipation runs through me. "Ready? "

I nod.

He gently slides inside of me. The puzzle-pieces snapping together effortlessly. His hands shake as they rest against my hips again.

Gabe drags his hand down my spine, around my hip, and trails a single finger between my cheeks.

"Did Luca help stretch you out here, Princess? Did he get you ready for me?"

I can't help the whimper that escapes me, and I suck in a breath.

"Fuck." Luca grunts beneath me, and I realize my walls clenched at Gabe's dirty words. "I think our girl likes that idea."

There's movement behind me, but I'm too lost in a haze of lust to care. Luca's powder blue eyes capture mine and I can't look away. Suddenly, the pop of a cap echoes in the quiet room and I tense. Gabe's warm hand, now coated in lube, gently begins to massage my back entrance.

"Try to relax, sweetheart." Luca whispers to me.

My eyes drop to his plush lips, swollen and pink.

Fuck, he's gorgeous. I close my eyes and take a deep breath in and out, willing my body to relax to the foreign sensation like I did after the wedding.

I'm caught between eagerness, because I remember how hard I came when Luca explored this side with me, and nerves because Gabe's cock is a lot bigger than Luca's thumb.

During my breath out, Gabe presses his finger into me gently, and that feeling of strangeness and fullness returns.

The delicious pressure of Luca inside of me, combined with Gabe's ministrations has me panting with need.

Once my body relaxes and fully accepts one finger, Gabe adds a second.

There's a slight burning as he stretches me, but it quickly fades to a dull ache.

My breasts ache. My pussy aches. My ass aches. But it's all worth it.

Gabe's murmuring praise and encouragement to me but the blood rushing past my ears makes him sound far away. I'm overwhelmed by sensation, and I can feel my brain start to give in to the overwhelming pleasure.

Before I know it, the head of Gabe's fat cock presses against my back entrance.

I take another deep breath in and out, encouraging my body to let him in.

The intrusion is painful, but I'm so tightly wound I don't know how much more I can take.

He gently slides into me until he's fully sheathed.

We're all breathing raggedly, barely controlled.

"Someone. Move. Please." I pant out, eyes pinned shut. Slowly, Gabe and Luca find a rhythm. One of them slides out as the other slides in before they switch, and the feeling is overwhelming. I whimper, moan, pant, mewl, unable to be as quiet as I need to be.

It's heaven. But something's missing. Carter. I open my eyes and find him, naked, in front of me. His hard chest and cut abs on display, his large hand fisting his cock. He looks at me with awe, admiration, and love. So much love my heart cracks and a tear escapes.

I reach for him, pleading.

"Only if it's not too much for you." He says, hesitant to push me too far. Always the caring one.

I grab at his hips with one hand and shake my head. "I need you."

He kneels on the bed next to Luca's head, still hesitating.

"She's about to wake Annie, Carter. You better shut her up with that cock of yours." Gabe eggs him on and I can't help a weak smile. Instigator .

I wrap my hand around Carter's cock and bring it to my lips, licking the precum off of his tip.

He groans his approval. Gabe and Luca have slowed their pace to give me the freedom to take Carter how I want.

I take him all the way into my mouth and try to worship him the way that I want, but it's too difficult with Gabe and Luca moving, too.

"I need you to..." I start, not sure what I need.

But he knows. Of course, Carter knows.

"I got you, baby girl." He gently wraps a hand around the back of my head and uses it as leverage to pump in and out of my mouth.

Like this he can use me to chase his pleasure and I don't have to think about it.

I'm full of all three of my guys, and all I have to do is exist, basking in the pleasure they're giving me.

They may be chasing their own release, but somehow, it's all for me.

Slowly, my three men find their rhythm and my brain goes offline.

I'm too overwhelmed with pleasure to form a coherent thought.

My orgasm starts as a tingle in my sacrum, and slowly builds into a tsunami.

One I'm unable to escape. As if I'd even want to.

My breathing speeds up, my eyes shut, and my whines become desperate.

Sensing I'm on the edge, all three of my guys speed up, too, creating the perfect storm of an orgasm.

I try hard not to clench my jaw as every muscle in my body seizes.

The walls of my vagina and ass clench, causing Gabe and Luca to rut into me furiously before cursing out their own releases. I'm so full, so warm, so in ecstasy.

Two more thrusts and Carter explodes in my mouth, the warm, salty taste of him coating the back of my throat. I breathe through my nose, relaxed, satiated, and so incredibly fulfilled.

The boys murmur to each other around me, but I'm half-conscious, half-awake, and fully basking in the post-orgasm stratosphere.

They gently maneuver my body so I'm lying on the cool, soft sheets, on my stomach.

Someone strokes the sweaty hair from my cheek.

Someone kisses my back and shoulder blades.

Someone wipes a warm washcloth along my pussy and ass.

The drunken smile on my face I'm sure is indecent. It should be illegal to feel this good.

I have a final thought of how much I want to do this again.

All day. Every day. Before strong arms band themselves to my stomach and I'm pulled against a warm, hard chest. Another large, calloused hand wraps itself in mine and somebody kisses my forehead.

Carter. His lemony musky scent fills my nose.

I purse my lips in invitation, and he chuckles softly before giving me a chaste kiss on the lips.

Someone places my feet in their lap and begins to massage the soles of my feet. I've never felt so loved. I didn't know love like this was possible. With one man, let alone three. I thought love was two people who didn't want to kill each other. Or at least didn't cheat on each other?

I never thought someone could see me for me and like what they found there. That they could worship me like this. That they could make me feel so safe, so seen, so heard, and so appreciated.

And I've never known what being in love would feel like.

These men have woven themselves into my soul, my heart, and my DNA.

I think about them when they're gone. I dream about them at night.

I can't help but touch and kiss them every opportunity I get.

I get butterflies thinking about them and can't help the stupid smile that graces my face.

I love these men with everything I have.