Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 81767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
We’ll share her. Just like we’ve shared many a girl before. We’ll keep to what we all know—to what I know.
She shakes her head and remains in place. “No. I want to watch. I want to watch you with them.”
I look back at Soren and Merrick. They are still standing close, their eyes bright with expectation. There is curiosity in their gaze but also understanding. They don’t push; they just wait.
Fiora meets my eye from across the room again and gives me a small encouraging nod. I draw a deep breath and turn to Soren and Merrick. “If we do this,” I say slowly, “it is on my terms.”
Soren’s grin is immediate, like a smuggler who just cracked an impossible safe. “Of course. We wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Merrick nods, all seriousness again, and the atmosphere shifts, becoming more tangible—almost as if we’re stepping into a different world.
Across the room, Fiora uncrosses her legs and leans forward in her chair, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. Her consent doesn’t make this any easier.
“I mean it.” I aim for stern but hit shaky instead. “I’m not a sub.”
“Perfect,” Merrick says as he closes the distance between us and straddles my lap. “Because I am.”
I inhale deeply. Time seems to slow as I look into Merrick’s eyes, finding only encouragement there. His hands rest on my shoulders and he squeezes gently. I reach up to place my hands on Merrick’s thighs. He tenses slightly at my touch but doesn’t pull away, instead sinking further into my lap.
Slowly, deliberately, I lean in to plant a hesitant kiss on Merrick’s lips. It feels different from kissing a woman; it’s rougher, more tangible somehow. But it’s not unpleasant.
Across the room, Fiora lets out a contented sigh and grins at me. That familiar sign of approval is oddly comforting.
I pull away from Merrick and glance at Soren, who has an amused smirk playing on his lips. “Your turn,” I say, trying to keep control over the situation.
He steps forward, replaces Merrick on my lap, and pulls me into an unexpectedly deep kiss—a kiss filled with confidence and heat that makes my head spin with its intensity.
I pull away, gasping for breath as Soren laughs softly against my lips. “I’m not a sub either, but I think we can figure out an arrangement that suits us both.”
With the confidence of a true dominant, I place my hands on Soren’s hips and draw him closer, our bodies molding together in a way that sends shockwaves through me. He looks startled but recovers quickly, matching my brazen grin with one of his own.
Merrick clears his throat from where he stands nearby, watching us with an unreadable expression. His arms are crossed over his chest in a defensive manner but there’s a glint in his eyes that betrays his interest. “Care to include me in this new arrangement of ours?”
I smirk at him as Soren and I break apart. “I think that can be arranged,” I say. “Get naked and show me your cock.”
Merrick blinks, momentarily taken aback by the direct command. But then he grins, an expression of excitement visible on his face. “As you wish,” he says, already reaching for the hem of his shirt.
I watch as he undresses. I’ve seen Merrick naked before, although when we share a woman, my focus is on her. This is different. This time it’s just us three, and now I’m supposed to touch him in ways I never thought I would.
Fiora is eagerly watching us. She gives me a proud smile before settling back in her chair, sliding her hand down to the waistband of her panties and not stopping there.
Merrick steps forward now, completely naked. His body is ethereal in the dim light, all hardened muscle and tatted skin. He stands proud and unabashed before me, and it ignites something within me—a primal need to touch and explore that I never knew existed.
I reach out to feel the heat of Merrick’s skin underneath my fingers. His breath hitches as I run my hand down his chest, exploring every inch of him, much to his visible delight.
Soren leans in for another kiss, and I lose myself in the whirlwind of sensations. The taste of Soren’s lips against mine, the feel of Merrick’s skin under my fingertips—it’s overwhelming in the best possible way.
Soren breaks away from us to discard his clothing. His toned body is just as enticing as Merrick’s, and I reach out to touch him as well. I’m the only one with clothes on, but they both take care of that fact quickly, ridding me of every piece of fabric before I can even process that we are three naked men about to fuck in front of my fiancée.
Merrick kneels between my legs and examines my hard cock, licking his lips as he does so.