Page 31

Chapter 31

Jump Their Bones

Nora

“H ome sweet home.” I dropped my luggage in the entryway. The familiar scent of my vanilla candles lingered in the air, mixed with the slight staleness that comes from being away for days.

The energy between us had been building since we left my dad’s house. The entire flight back, I’d been hyperaware of every touch, every glance, and every time one of them leaned close to whisper something. By the time we’d made it into the car from the airport, I was practically vibrating with anticipation.

It had taken all my willpower not to jump their bones on Christmas Eve. And on Christmas. And the morning after, before our flight took off.

I’d never imagined that the two pink lines on the pregnancy test would lead me to three men who somehow made me feel seen, safe, and completely out of my mind in love.

Love. It was such a scary word, but somehow, with them, it wasn’t.

I turned to face my three impossible men standing in my living room, looking equal parts exhausted from travel and charged with the same desire I felt.

Miles set down his bag, toeing off his shoes. “What’s the plan for the rest?—”

I didn’t let him finish. With deliberate movements, I kicked off my shoes, reached for the hem of my shirt, and pulled it over my head in one fluid motion. Standing there in my bra and jeans, I watched their reactions.

Carter’s eyebrows shot up, his signature grin spreading across his face. “Well, hello.”

Dominic’s eyes darkened immediately, his gaze traveling slowly over my exposed skin. Miles, ever the controlled one, simply swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

“I think…” I stepped toward them. “That we’ve all been painfully patient long enough.”

The holiday with my dad had been wonderful but exhausting. Keeping our hands to ourselves while navigating family time had left all of us with pent-up energy, minus the night Miles had snuck into my room.

Add in the sweet, emotional moment when they’d given me their thoughtfully chosen baby gifts, and I was a mess of hormones and feelings that needed release.

“You sure?” Dominic’s voice was already rough. “Maybe we should talk first or?—”

I cut him off by pressing my body against his, my hands sliding up his chest. “I don’t want to talk about Christmas or flights or what happens next.” I looked up at him, then over at Miles and Carter. “I want you. All of you.”

I rose on my tiptoes and pressed my lips to Dominic’s, feeling his initial surprise melt into hunger as his arms wrapped around my waist. His kiss was consuming as always, like he wanted to devour me whole. I bit down gently on his lower lip, earning a groan that vibrated through his chest.

When I pulled back, I turned to Miles, whose controlled facade was cracking at the edges. His eyes were intent, focused completely on me as I approached him. I reached up to run my fingers through his hair.

Miles didn’t hesitate. One hand cupped my cheek while the other pressed firmly against the small of my back, drawing me to him. Where Dominic was fire, Miles was the ocean with deep, powerful currents beneath a deceptively calm surface. His kiss was methodical but no less passionate, his tongue tracing the seam of my lips before delving inside.

Carter stepped behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders as his lips found the sensitive spot where my neck met my shoulder. Miles continued kissing me while Carter’s fingers traced patterns on my bare skin, causing goosebumps to rise in their wake.

When Miles finally released me, I turned in Carter’s arms to face him. “I’ve been waiting for my turn very patiently.”

Carter kissed differently than the others. He was playful yet intense, like he was savoring a favorite dessert. His hands wandered freely, sliding down my sides to grip my hips, pulling me against him so I could feel how hard he was already.

I broke the kiss and looked at all three of them. “Bedroom. Now.”

I didn’t wait for their response, turning toward my bedroom with confident steps. I heard them following, their footsteps and the sound of clothing being discarded creating a soundtrack of anticipation.

My bedroom wasn’t large, dominated by my queen bed with its floral duvet. In this moment, it felt like the center of the universe.

I turned to them as they entered, each in various stages of undress. Carter had already stripped down to his boxers, while Miles unbuttoned his shirt, and Dominic pulled his shirt over his head.

I reached behind me to unclasp my bra. I let it fall to the floor, enjoying the way all three sets of eyes immediately fixated on my breasts. My pregnancy hadn’t dramatically changed my body yet, but my breasts were fuller and more sensitive. The way they looked at me made me feel like the most desirable woman on earth.

I shimmied out of my jeans next, letting them pool around my ankles before kicking them aside. The red lace underwear I’d chosen that morning felt deliciously scandalous against my skin. A thrill ran through me as I noticed how their gazes traced over the curves of my hips, the slight swell of my belly still barely visible.

Carter approached me first, his hands reaching for my hips. “What do you want, Nora? Tell us.”

I looked at each of them, my heart hammering with desire and something deeper, something I wasn’t quite ready to name, at least not out loud. “I want your hands. Your mouths. I want all of you.”

They didn’t need to be told twice. Carter guided me backward until my legs hit the edge of the bed. I let myself fall onto the mattress, watching as they finished undressing. Three pairs of hands reached for me at once, and I surrendered to the sensations.

Miles settled beside me, his mouth capturing mine in another deep kiss while his hands explored my breasts. Each brush of his thumbs across my nipples sent jolts of pleasure straight between my legs.

Dominic knelt on the floor beside the bed, his strong hands parting my thighs. I felt his breath against my inner thigh before his lips touched my skin, placing open-mouthed kisses in a trail working inward. His stubble created a delicious contrast to the softness of his lips.

Carter moved to my other side, his mouth replacing Miles’s hand on my breast. The first swipe of his tongue over my sensitive nipple made me arch off the bed.

“Someone’s sensitive,” Carter murmured against my skin before gently taking the peak between his teeth.

Miles swallowed my moan with his kiss, his hand sliding down my stomach to join Dominic between my legs. Miles hooked his fingers into the waistband of my underwear, tugging them down as Dominic helped guide them off my legs.

Exposed completely now, I should have felt vulnerable. Instead, I felt powerful, watching three gorgeous men focused entirely on giving me pleasure.

Dominic’s fingers traced up my inner thighs, approaching where I wanted him most. “Already so wet for us.”

I gasped against Miles’s mouth. Dominic knew exactly how to touch me, circling my entrance before sliding a finger inside.

“More,” I demanded, breaking away from Miles’s kiss.

Dominic obliged, adding a second finger while his thumb found my clit. The pressure was perfect; the rhythm was exactly what I needed.

Carter switched to my other breast, his hand replacing his mouth on the first. “I love how responsive you are.” He looked up at me with a reverent look in his eyes. “I love watching your face when we touch you.”

“I want your mouth.” I threaded my fingers through Dominic’s hair.

He smirked up at me, replacing his fingers with his mouth without hesitation. I cried out with the first swipe of his tongue, my hips lifting off the bed. He draped one arm across my hips to hold me in place as he continued his assault.

Miles moved to capture my mouth again, swallowing my moans as Dominic worked between my legs. Carter continued lavishing attention on my breasts, alternating between gentle bites and soothing licks.

The three-pronged attack on my senses was overwhelming. Every part of my body was alive with sensation, building toward a peak I could already feel approaching.

Carter released my nipple. “She’s close. Look at her trembling.”

Miles broke our kiss to look down at my flushed face. “Let us see you come for us, Nora.”

Their words, combined with Dominic’s relentless tongue, pushed me over the edge. My back arched as pleasure crashed through me, waves of it radiating from my core to my fingertips. I cried out, not caring how loud I was being.

Before I could fully recover, Miles moved down the bed. “My turn.”

Dominic reluctantly pulled away, his chin glistening with evidence of my arousal. Miles settled between my legs, Carter moved up to kiss me, and Dominic replaced Carter at my breasts, his mouth hot and demanding. They were so in sync it was like they had discussed how this would go beforehand.

I whimpered against Carter’s lips. “You guys are going to kill me.”

“What a way to go.” Carter grinned before kissing me again.

Miles added his fingers to the mix, two sliding inside me and then three while his tongue focused on my clit. I was climbing rapidly toward another orgasm.

Dominic’s hand slid down to rest on my lower abdomen, his thumb making small circles of pressure right above my slit. The added sensation was exactly what I needed.

“That’s it,” Dominic murmured against my breast. “Come for us again. Get nice and wet so you can take all three of us.”

My second orgasm hit harder than the first, my body clenching around Miles’s fingers as I cried out. He worked me through it, not stopping until I weakly pushed at his shoulders.

As the pleasure from my second orgasm subsided, a delicious idea formed in my mind. Tonight, I wanted all of them together.

I pushed myself up on my elbows, looking at the three men watching me with a mixture of desire and adoration that made my heart flip. “Miles, lie back across the bed.”

He raised an eyebrow but didn’t question me, lying across the bed on his back. His body was a work of art, with broad shoulders, a defined chest tapering to narrow hips, and thick thighs. His erection stood proud against his stomach.

I crawled across the bed toward him, feeling Dominic and Carter’s eyes following my every move. When I reached Miles, I straddled his thighs, wrapping my hand around his length and stroking him. “You okay with going further?”

Miles’s pupils were blown wide with desire. “More than okay.”

I positioned myself over him, maintaining eye contact as I sank down slowly. The stretch was exquisite, my body still sensitive from my previous orgasms. Miles’s hands found my hips, guiding me down until he was fully seated inside me. He groaned, his eyes closing in ecstasy.

I leaned forward to kiss him, my hair creating a curtain around our faces. “We’re just getting started,” I whispered against his lips.

The bed dipped as Carter and Dominic moved closer. Carter’s hands slid up my back while Dominic’s fingers traced patterns on the back of my thigh. I began a slow rhythm on Miles, rising and falling at a measured pace that had us both breathing harder.

“What exactly are we getting started with?” Miles’s voice was strained with the effort of controlling himself.

I looked over my shoulder at Dominic, a silent communication passing between us. He knew exactly what I wanted.

“What started this all. Except one of us was missing at the time.” I continued my slow movements, taking my time and letting myself relax fully around him.

Understanding dawned in his eyes, mixed with uncertainty. “Two of us? Inside you? Inside your pussy?”

I nodded, watching his reaction carefully. “Only if you’re comfortable with it.”

Miles glanced at Dominic, then back to me. “It won’t hurt you?”

I let my head fall back and laughed. “Quite the opposite.”

Dominic’s hand slid between my legs from behind, his finger tracing where Miles and I were joined. The added pressure made me moan.

“I’ll go slow,” Dominic said, his voice deep with promise. “Make sure you’re both comfortable.”

Miles seemed to consider for a moment before nodding. “Okay. Yes.”

I smiled, leaning down to kiss him again. “Thank you.”

Dominic’s finger pressed against me alongside Miles’s cock as Miles’s hands tightened on my hips, his eyes locked on mine.

“Okay?” he whispered.

I nodded, unable to form words as Dominic worked his finger slowly inside alongside Miles. The stretch was intense but pleasurable, my body gradually adjusting.

Carter moved to kneel beside us, his hand stroking through my hair. “You look so beautiful like this.” His free hand worked lazily over his erection.

Dominic added a second finger, stretching me further. I stopped moving on Miles, focusing on the sensation of being filled and his chest rising and falling rapidly.

“The feeling of her stretching around you, and then the pressure when I slide in next to you... there’s nothing like it.” Dominic kissed along my shoulders, working me open with careful patience, adding a third finger when I was ready.

“I’m ready.” I looked between Miles and Dominic.

Dominic withdrew his fingers, positioning himself behind me. “Lean forward a bit more.”

I did as he asked, pressing my chest against Miles’s and changing the angle of his penetration. Miles wrapped his arms around me, holding me close as Dominic lined himself up.

“Breathe, Nora,” Carter reminded me, his hand stroking my hair.

The initial push made me tense, but I forced myself to relax.

“That’s it,” Dominic murmured as the head of his cock breached me alongside Miles.

I buried my face in Miles’s neck, taking in his familiar scent as Dominic worked himself inside, inch by careful inch.

Miles was trembling beneath me, his hands gripping me tightly. “Fuck, the pressure is... I feel everything.”

When Dominic was fully inside me alongside Miles, we all paused, allowing me time to adjust to the overwhelming fullness. I felt split open and stretched to my limits, completely connected to both of them.

“You okay?” Dominic’s voice was strained with the effort of holding still.

I nodded against Miles’s neck. “Yes. So full. So good.”

I lifted my head to look at Carter, who was watching us with hungry eyes, his hand still working over his length. “Come here,” I beckoned, my voice a hoarse whisper.

Carter moved to kneel by Miles’s head, positioning himself so I could reach him. I wrapped my hand around him first, stroking him slowly as Dominic began to move behind me.

The stretch, the fullness, the knowledge that I was taking both of them was unlike anything else.

“Nora,” Miles groaned beneath me, his hips jerking upward involuntarily.

I guided Carter closer, taking him into my mouth as Dominic established a rhythm. The position wasn’t easy, but the sense of connection to all three of them at once was worth any discomfort.

Carter’s fingers tangled in my hair, guiding me gently as I took him deeper. “That’s it,” he encouraged, his voice tight with pleasure.

Dominic and Miles found a counterpoint rhythm. When one pushed in, the other withdrew slightly, never leaving me empty but never overwhelming me. I moaned around Carter, the vibrations making him groan in response.

“She’s so tight,” Dominic gritted out. “Can you feel me, Miles?”

“Yes,” Miles groaned, his hands now gripping my ass, spreading me wider for Dominic. “It’s fucking incredible.”

I redoubled my efforts on Carter, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked him deeper. His hips moved in small, controlled thrusts, careful not to choke me.

“Look at us.” Carter’s voice was filled with wonder. “All connected. All yours, Nora.”

Something about his words sent a surge of emotion through me. My men all gave and took pleasure, all focused on making this good for not just me, but for each other.

The pressure in my core built with each thrust. When Dominic shifted his angle slightly, I cried out around Carter, the sound muffled.

“There we go.” Dominic hit the same spot again. “She’s close. I can feel it.”

Miles’s hands moved to my breasts, pinching my nipples gently as Dominic continued to hit that perfect spot. Carter’s breathing grew ragged, his grip in my hair tightening.

“I’m going to come,” Carter warned, attempting to pull back.

I gripped his hip, keeping him in place as the wave hit me hard, my body squeezing rhythmically around the two cocks inside me. Carter came first, his release spilling down my throat as I swallowed around him. Miles followed immediately after, the sensation of my pulsing muscles proving too much for his control.

“Fuck, Nora!” Dominic groaned, his rhythm faltering as he thrust deep one final time, joining the others in release.

As the intensity began to fade, I collapsed completely onto Miles’s chest, utterly spent.

Carter was the first to move, gently brushing my hair from my face. “Damn, that was worth the wait, even though we all know someone who couldn’t.”

Miles’s chest vibrated underneath me. “Don’t hate on me because I was the only one with the balls to sneak into her room under her father’s roof.”

I couldn’t form words or laugh yet, so I hummed in agreement. Dominic carefully withdrew from me, the sensation making me whimper softly. Miles’s arms wrapped around me, holding me close as he also slipped free.

I felt thoroughly used in the most satisfying way possible, my body limp with exhaustion and pleasure. The room smelled of sex and sweat and us, the four of us tangled together on my bed, breathing hard in the aftermath.

I managed to roll to the side, lying between Miles and Dominic while Carter stretched out across the foot of the bed. “Everyone okay?”

Three distinct versions of “more than okay” answered me, layered with laughter, groans, and the kind of honesty you can only get after baring every inch of yourself, physically and otherwise.

I turned my head enough to see all three of them in the low light: Carter sprawled on his back like he’d won the lottery, Miles lying on his side with a dopey, blissed-out grin, and Dominic propped on an elbow, already reaching for me like he wasn’t done yet.

My body ached, my brain was mush, and my heart felt like it had stretched to make room for three different kinds of love.

And I’d never felt more full in my life.