Page 25 of Shared by my Ex’s Best Friends (Twisted Desires #2)

Chapter twenty-five

MAYA

L iam’s kiss is slow at first. A tasting… a teasing. I moan and melt against him, sliding my hands up his chest and gripping the front of his shirt.

He cups my cheek, callused fingers brushing the corner of my mouth. I thread my fingers into his hair as warmth blooms deep in my chest and soon, I’m trembling with need.

Then I feel Jake behind me. Close. His hands find my hips, thumbs brushing slow, soothing circles as he presses a kiss to the bare skin behind my ear.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs. “Do you know how crazy we are for you?”

He flexes his hips and grinds against my backside and I gasp. A moment later, Ethan steps up next to me, his eyes soft. He lifts his hand, brushing a knuckle along my jaw.

“Look at me,” he says, and I do.

I meet his dark gaze and he leans into pull me into a kiss. Liam runs his lips along the side of my neck and Jake kisses my nape. I’m surrounded and engulfed by their heat and their strength.

My breath hitches as Ethan’s lips move over mine—firm, slow, exploring like he’s waited forever for this. There’s something reverent in the way he holds me, a hand at the base of my neck, thumb stroking gently beneath my jaw.

The kiss deepens, and I sink into it, into him, even as I’m held in place by the others.

Liam’s breath ghosts across my collarbone. “You don’t know what it’s like, watching you and not being able to touch you.”

“I thought about this more times than I can count,” Jake adds, his voice rough with restraint, his hands sliding up my sides with care. “And none of it comes close to how you feel in my arms right now.”

I turn my head, breathless, my cheeks flushed, heart galloping in my chest. I should feel overwhelmed. Maybe I do, but not in a bad way.

It’s not confusion—it’s clarity. Like something big is finally settling into place. Something right.

“I’ve been so scared to say it,” I whisper, my voice trembling from more than just their touch. “But I don’t want to choose. I don’t want to let go of any of you.”

Three heartbeats pause around me. The air shifts.

“I want this. I want you—Liam, Jake, Ethan. All of you. If you’ll have me.”

There’s a moment of stillness.

Then Liam presses his forehead to mine. “You have us.”

Jake kisses the side of my neck again, slower this time, lingering. “Every part.”

Ethan takes my hand, intertwining our fingers, his palm warm and steady. “We’re with you. No shame. No regrets.”

Feeling safe and confident, I pull away and start walking toward the stairs.

When I reach them, I look over my shoulder and murmur, “You all coming?”

They don’t have to be told twice and move to follow me up the stairs to my bedroom. Once I step through the door, I slowly begin to strip, turning to face them as they come in after me.

They watch me, their eyes drinking me in as I take off all my clothes until I’m standing bare naked in front of them.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” Liam growls.

“So gorgeous.” Jake nods.

“I want to touch every inch of you, baby,” Ethan tells me.

Liam’s the first of the three to move, walking over to draw the curtains closed. The soft gold light from my bedside lamp softly illuminating the room.

Jake sits on the edge of the bed and leans back on his palms, watching me with a sexy little smirk. Ethan stands beside me, close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off his body, but he doesn’t crowd me. Doesn’t touch me.

He waits.

“I need you to say it again,” he says quietly. “That you want this. That you want us. ”

“I do.” My voice is barely above a whisper, but it’s clear. Steady. “I want all of you.”

Liam turns toward me, that quiet intensity in his eyes, like the world’s falling away and I’m all that’s left. “Then let us show you how much we want it too.”

Jake reaches for me first, tugging me gently between his legs. His hands slide up my waist and he presses a kiss to my stomach. Then another, just above my hip.

“You’re sure?” he murmurs, looking up at me.

I cup his face, smiling as I nod. “I’ve never been more sure of anything.”

They don’t rush. They don’t grab or take. Everything is offered. Everything is felt. Liam kisses my shoulder, then my back, trailing his fingers down my spine, making me shiver. Ethan’s hands are at my sides, strong and steady as I start to tremble.

Jake runs his knuckles lightly up and down my side, from rib to hip.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” he says, voice low, rough with emotion.

Liam brushes past the others, his hand gentle as he guides me toward the bed.

The sheets are cool when I sit down, but they warm fast beneath me as Jake settles beside me, one arm sliding behind my back.

Ethan lowers himself to the edge of the mattress on my other side, cupping my cheek to draw me into a kiss—unhurried, exploratory.

Liam kneels at the foot of the bed. His hands glide up my calves, slow and sure, eyes locked on mine like he’s asking for permission. I nod, breath catching as his palms move higher. He leans forward, pressing a kiss to the inside of my knee, then another higher up. And still, he watches me.

“You say the word,” Liam murmurs, “and we stop. Any of us. All of us. You set the pace.”

I feel it again—that thick, swelling thing in my chest. Not just lust. Not even just love. Trust.

“I don’t want to stop,” I whisper, heart in my throat. “I want all of you.”

Ethan presses his forehead to mine. “Then we’re yours.”

Jake chuckles softly, brushing a thumb across my lips. “We’ve been yours, sunshine.”

Liam moves his head between my legs and drags his tongue along my heated folds while Jake leans down and wraps his lips around one of my nipples. As he sucks, Ethan turns my face back to him and kisses me again. I whimper as my body is overwhelmed with pleasure.

Arching my hips, I press myself tighter against Liam’s mouth. He chuckles, the vibrations shooting through me.

“Ah!” I cry out against Ethan’s lips.

“You taste so good,” Liam murmurs. “So sweet and delicious.”

“I want a taste,” Jake says.

He and Liam switch places and Jake begins licking and kissing me between my legs while Liam showers my breasts with attention.

Ethan stands and gazes down at me as he begins to strip out of his clothes.

Ethan’s shirt drops to the floor and when he steps out of his pants, I can’t help but stare at his erection in shock. He’s huge… long and thick and my mouth is watering to get a taste.

I open my mouth in invitation and he takes it, stepping forward and sliding his length past my lips.

“Oh, fuck, that feels good,” Ethan growls as I suck him and work my tongue around his shaft.

Liam sits back and takes off his own clothes, then takes my hand in his and presses a kiss to my wrist, then my palm, then each fingertip. Slow. Focused.

Jake lifts his head, lips shining, his gaze blazing with heat and affection all at once. “Do you feel good, baby?”

“Yes,” I gasp, removing my mouth from Ethan. “It feels so good. Don’t stop!”

“Don’t worry, we won’t,” Jake assures me before lowering his head back between my legs.

Kneeling next to me, Liam strokes his length and murmurs, “Wanna taste me too?”

I nod and open my mouth to take him in while I wrap my hand around Ethan’s shaft. Stroking him, I lick and kiss Liam as Jake continues to do the same to me.

“Ah, that’s it, beautiful,” Liam growls. “Take your time. We’re in no rush.”

I moan and take him deeper. Soon, I’m squirming under Jake’s tongue and moving back and forth between Liam and Ethan, sucking and licking them both as pleasure washes over me.

It’s so good…so intense. Having all three of these men over me, touching me, making me feel so adored and cared for.

Liam moves his hand down my body and finds the sensitive little bud between my legs and rubs it as Jake continues working my flesh below. Ethan reaches down and cups my breasts, thumbing my nipple.

I feel my release building up inside me, growing stronger and stronger, and within moments, I’m exploding. I throw my head back and let out a cry as my orgasm washes over me.

Liam’s fingers thread through mine—reminding me I’m not alone in this storm of sensation.

When my release passes and I’m left a shivering, boneless mess, Ethan climbs into bed beside me and pulls me into his lap, my legs draped over his thighs. “We’ll go slow,” he murmurs. “We want this to feel good for you.”

I nod, unable to speak past the lump in my throat.

Jake kisses my shoulder as Liam presses kiss to my cheek. The air between us pulses with energy—electric, warm, consuming—but never rushed.

Ethan lifts me gently, like he’s afraid I might break. Our eyes lock as he lowers me onto him, and the stretch steals my breath—but so does the look on his face. Like this is everything he’s ever wanted, and he can’t believe it’s real.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Jake growls.

“Yeah it is,” Liam agrees.

Ethan grips my hips and starts to move, grinding up into me and hitting me so deep, I see stars.

“Does it feel good, Maya?” Liam murmurs in my ear as he reaches down between me and Ethan and finds my clit again.

I can only nod, having apparently lost the ability to speak.

Jake slips his arms around me to cup my breasts and he runs his lips along the back of my shoulders.

They take their time.

Touching. Kissing. Reassuring.

Making sure I know, with every inch of skin and every whispered word, that they adore me. That I’m cherished. That I’m theirs.

Ethan lays me back onto the mattress and pulls himself out of me, making room for Liam to take his place. When he enters me, I whimper.

He fills me just as good, but it feels different. Still amazing. Still deep. The stretch makes me grit my teeth, but I quickly relax and he begins to move, pumping in and out of me in slow, even thrusts.

Jake and Ethan kneel on either side of my head and offer me their lengths. I take them in both hands and stroke them, then drag my tongue along Ethan’s tip before turning to do the same to Jake.

“That’s it, baby,” Ethan groans. “Just like that.”

“So tight,” Liam growls. “So perfect.”

“You’re going to make me lose my mind,” Jake moans.

Our pace starts to pick up as we all get lost in the incredible pleasure. Eventually, they roll me to my stomach and Jake takes Liam’s place, pulling my hips up and pushing into me in one firm thrust.

“Oh, God!” I cry out.

“That’s good, baby,” Jake hisses. “So fucking good.”

Ethan and Liam push their erections in front of my face and I eagerly take them back into my mouth. I move between the two as Jake pounds into me from behind and I’m on the verge of losing all sense of the world.

All that matters to me right now is them—these three men showering me with affection, attention, and adoration.

“I’m going to come,” Jake grits out.

“Me too,” I whimper. “Please, I’m so close.”

I feel Jake slip his hand beneath me and rub that sensitive spot that feels like it’s a live wire right now. Within seconds, I’m screaming as my second release hits me.

I quake, dropping to my elbows as pleasure ripples through me. Jake’s grip on my hips tightens and he lets out a roar as he thrusts into me one last time and pours himself into me.

“Holy shit,” he gasps when he’s finished. He pulls out and collapses to the bed, but before I can catch my breath, Ethan replaces him. He presses into my still-tingling body and begins to thrust.

“Ethan!” I cry as he reignites the sizzling pleasure inside me.

“Maya,” he growls. “I’m going to lose my mind.”

I’ve already lost mine. Impossibly, I feel another orgasm building up inside me. When I feel Ethan release, his fingers into my hips as he snarls like a beast, it hits me again. Pleasure drags me down, taking the strength from my limbs.

I collapse to the bed, mindless and swimming in ecstasy.

But we’re not done. Not yet.

Liam rolls me to my back and pins my legs to his torso as he drives himself inside me.

I whimper. I’m not sure I can take anymore, and yet my body is hungry for him.

Lowering his head, Liam kisses me as he moves in and out of me. By the time my fourth orgasm hits, tears are streaming down my cheeks, but they’re tears of delight.

Liam throws his head back and groans at the ceiling as he finishes deep inside me as well.

When the room fades into quiet afterward—when our bodies are tangled in the sheets and our breathing slows—I don’t feel overwhelmed or unsure.

I feel whole.

Jake’s arm is slung around my waist, his fingers idly stroking my hip. Liam’s head rests near mine, his hand curled loosely in my hair. Ethan’s chest rises and falls against my back, his breath steady and warm.

In that hush, I realize something I didn’t even know I’d been waiting to feel.

Peace.

Loved, protected, and finally… seen.