Page 39 of Sent To A Fantasy World and Now All the Men Want Me 3

Briar breathed harder and arched more into me. That’s when I noticed Maddox’s hand at his backside, one finger plunged knuckle-deep.

“I love that,” I said. “I love all of us like this.”

Lake dropped a kiss to the crease of my neck.

The pressure of Briar’s lips suddenly lifted from mine.

“Where are you—”

His hot mouth then came around my tip.

“Holy shit!” I slapped a hand to the top of his head and groaned, my thighs quaking. By that point, Maddox and Lake had me pinned in place as they railed me, their thrusts hard and deep. And now, Briar was swallowing me to the back of his throat. “I… fuck. This is so good. So damn good.”

The stimulation was next-level. My muscles tensed as one hell of an orgasm began to close in, the tingling pleasure heightening with each lick and thrust. Their scents mingled in the air, consuming me. Magnolia blossoms, leather and warm spice, and peaches.

Black cardamom.

I snapped my attention to the right side of the room. A flood of golden light emanated from the lit hearth, but that light didn’t reach the shadowy corner. Something glimmered within those shadows. Topaz eyes.

“Fuck!” I came hard, spilling down Briar’s throat.

“Gods, Evan,” Maddox grunted. “You’re so…” His pace faltered, and his muscled body jerked.

A low whine tickled my nape as Lake shuddered and joined us in ecstasy. He and Maddox pumped me so full of cum that it dribbled out.

Briar pulled off my cock and pressed his face to my hip bone, his mouth opening in a silent cry. Maddox had two fingers shoved inside him and showed no mercy as he finger-fucked him. Briar came soon after, his eyes squeezing closed as he toppled over that delicious edge.

With remnants of my release still rippling through me, my gaze returned to the shadows. I saw nothing but darkness now. No glimmers of topaz. No traces of black cardamom in the air.

Had I imagined it?

Lake’s strong arms came around me, and he buried his face in my hair. “My Evan.”

“Ours,” Maddox said in a gruff tone. He’d withdrawn his fingers from Briar and gently rubbed his lower back. “Selfish wolf.”

I felt Lake smile. He knew Maddox well enough to realize when he was only teasing.

Briar kissed my belly before settling in beside Maddox on the bed. With a sated smile on his pretty lips, he crooked a finger at me. “Come here, you.”

I reached back to cup Lake’s head before dragging him down with me. He came willingly and lay on top of me, resting his head on my chest. The lower half of his legs hung off the mattress. I was sandwiched between Maddox and Briar, and the weight of Lake on top of me just made it perfect. The four of us were a tangled mess of sweat-slick limbs, our breaths still heavy and hearts beating fast.

“I think we’re gonna need a bigger bed,” I said.

Maddox snorted, the sound raspy and telling of his exhaustion. Briar kissed my temple. Lake expelled a short breath and snuggled closer to my chest. His wolf ears tickled my chin.

We’d need to clean up before falling asleep, but for now, we enjoyed the feel of each other. Enjoyed the high of our release and the soul-deep bond that connected us. Our love was unconventional, sure, but it was just as valid as any other relationship. And just as strong.

Maybe even stronger.