Page 185 of Pucking Around

“Let him go,” I say at Jake. “Please, angel. Let him come to us.”

Jake rolls off the bed to free Caleb as I turn my attention back to Ilmari. He gently moves my legs to the side, lying next to me. His massive frame makes me feel so sheltered and loved. He turns my face towards him, his large fingers light against my skin. His fingertip brushes my septum ring and he smiles. “Mä rakastan sua,” he says again, voice low. “You understand me?”

I nod, my hand brushing along his forearm. “You know I love you too, right? I’m theirs. They’ve claimed me and there’s no letting go. But you’re mine. I claimyou, Ilmari. No letting go,” I whisper with a shake of my head.

He catches my hand as I stroke his chest, bringing it to his lips as he nods.

Jake leads a darkly brooding Caleb over to the bed by the meat of his shoulder. “Doesn’t our girl look beautiful, Cay? She’s full of our cum. It’s dripping out of her. A sign that she’s claimed. Loved. She’smine. You want to be mine too, troublemaker?”

Caleb’s dark gaze roves my body, taking me in from my sweaty brow down to the sticky mess between my legs. Slowly, he nods.

Jake slings an arm around his bare chest, pulling him back against him as he whispers in his ear loud enough for us all to hear, “Then get on your knees and lick her clean…while I fuck this tight ass.”

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Igasp, heart in my throat, as I watch Caleb go still in Jake’s arms. I have no idea what the bounds of his sexuality are. He likes to dominate, likes to control. Does he have it in him to cede that control?

Slowly, Caleb turns in Jake’s hold to look him in the eye. “Is that what you want, Jake?”

It’s a masterful deflect, forcing Jake to take another step out of the closet. I watch Jake’s chest rise and fall as he nods.

A small smile spreads across Caleb’s face. “I’ve never done this before. You really want to be my first?”

Then Jake is gripping his face with both hands. They’re so close they’re practically sharing breath. A thousand unspoken words stretch between them. I can’t breathe, can’t blink, waiting to see if Jake will do the thing he’s so clearly longing to do. His gaze drops from Caleb’s eyes to his mouth, and I swallow a whine. I want them to kiss. Want them to stop denying what they both want. What theyneed.

Jake leans in a little closer, his thumb brushing over Caleb’s perfect, pouty lips. “I intend to be your first and your fucking last.” Their noses brush and Jake’s eyes shut tight as he rasps, “Now, get on your goddamn knees.” Then he shoves Caleb away.

Caleb melts out of Jake’s hold, moving onto the bed. Ilmari shifts up, keeping his hands on me. He helps me move with him, making more room for both of them at the end of the bed.

Caleb drops to his knees, folding over me with a hungry groan as he kisses my breasts, down my stomach to my hips. “How do you feel, Hurricane?”

I smile, lifting my hand to brush his cheek. “Ready,” I whisper.

Jake moves to stand at the end of the bed, lube in hand. “Get your ass over here,” he growls, reaching for Caleb’s hips.

Holding my gaze, Caleb shifts down the bed, wincing slightly as he puts pressure on his bad knee.

Behind him, Jake works lube down his hard shaft. “Nothing happens until you take care of our girl,” he declares, his free hand resting on Caleb’s hip.

With a groan, Caleb drops to his elbows between my spread legs, brushing kisses up my inner thigh as he works his way to the mess between my legs. If he didn’t want to do this, he’d say something. Caleb Sanford doesn’t do anything he doesn’t want to do.

I take a deep breath as he makes his first pass over my clit. He hums, his lips teasing me as he flicks with his tongue. His whole body stills, and he sucks in a sharp breath against my pussy. I glance over him to see why. Jake has just pressed a finger into his ass.

“You’ve done anal enough to know how this goes,” Jake teases, swatting his ass. “You gotta relax, Cay. Breathe it out. Come on, be my good fucking boy. You want me to own this ass, you gotta show me how much you want it.”

Caleb groans, his mouth savoring my pussy as Jake starts teasing him open, working his fingers in and out. Tipping my head back, I look for Ilmari. He’s watching it all unfold, a hungry look on his face. I knew he would like sharing once he gave it a try. I reach for him with my free hand, my other hand settled on Caleb’s dark auburn hair.

Ilmari leans over me, covering my mouth with his, kissing me deep. His hand roves from my neck, down the line of my sternum to cup my breast.

“Fuck, I need more,” Caleb groans, face lifting from between my legs. “Mars, how much time do you need?”

Ilmari narrows his blue eyes. “Time for what?”

“To fuck her,” Jake supplies. “He wants you to fuck her again. How much time before you can?”

I snort.

“What?” says Caleb. “What is that face?”