Page 96 of Claiming Lily

I move to Cole. His kiss is wild, playful, and it stirs that inferno of desire within me. His tongue tangles with mine, teasing and coaxing, and I can’t help but laugh softly against his lips. He’s reluctant to let me go when I pull away, but I’m already moving toward Gage.

Before I can reach him, he grabs me, pulling me into his arms with a hunger that takes my breath away. His mouth claims mine fiercely, his hands gripping my hips as he lifts me effortlessly. I hook my ankles around his waist, the hard length of him pressing against me as we tumble onto the bed.

Gage comes down on top of me, his weight a comforting anchor as he trails his lips down my neck. I’m distracted by him, so much so that I barely notice Cole and Hudson undressing until they’re climbing on the bed with us.

Gage steps back to strip down, and I turn my attention to Cole and Hudson. I swallow at the sight of their erections. All three of them are about to be inside me. Wrapping my fingers around their cocks, I slowly stroke them both as I trade kisses with each. Hudson’s mouth moves down to my chest, his lips closing around my nipple, sucking and teasing until I’m arching into the touch.

Working with him, Cole’s fingers slide through my slit, teasing my clit with practiced ease. I gasp into his mouth, my body trembling with the onslaught of sensations. Every touch, every kiss, every breath they take feels like it’s pulling me deeper into this whirlwind of pleasure.

The guys pause, sharing a single look that speaks volumes before they rearrange themselves. Gage settles on his back, his head near the edge of the bed. Cole positions me over Gage, taking his place behind me, while Hudson stands on the floor, his cock hard and glistening with precum.

I slide down Gage’s length first, the sensation of him filling me making me moan. But there’s more work to be done. I lean forward, straining for Hudson, and he steps closer, the tip of him brushing against my lips. I swirl my tongue around Hudson’s pierced tip before taking him fully into my mouth. His Jacob’s ladder presses against my tongue, the sensation driving me wild.

Cole preps my ass, squeezing lube onto his fingers before inserting one, then another. We all move slowly until he eases into me, settling his dick deep in my ass. I struggle to breathe for a moment.

Hudson’s knuckles brush over my cheek. “Relax, beautiful. Take a breath.”

That simple command relaxes me, and the sensations aren’t unbearable anymore. Overwhelming, yes, but filled with a mix of pleasure and pain that sends shivers down my spine. Once I’m ready, relaxed as much as I can be, the guys pump into me at different times, their movements synchronized.

Gage rolls his thumb over my clit when Cole drives in and out, the dual sensations pulling a deep moan from my throat. Hudson smooths my hair away from my face, holding my gaze as I bob my head back and forth, taking him deeper with each movement.

The three of them work together to push me over the edge, their touches and kisses driving me closer to the brink. The first hints of my orgasm start to build, a slow, delicious pressure that grows with every thrust, every lick, every moan.

When it finally hits, it’s like a tidal wave crashing over me. My body trembles, my cries echoing through the room as pleasure pulses through me in wild, uncontrollable waves. Hudson’s cum sprays the back of my throat, and I quickly swallow, making him whine with pleasure and grasp at the bed to stay standing.

Cole and Gage find their release at the same time, filling either part of me with their cum as another wave of pleasure crashes over me. The sensations collide as they hold themselves deep, draining every drop inside me. Hudson extracts himself from my mouth, stroking my hair and murmuring praise as Gage and Cole pull out one by one.

Breath heaves out of me, legs trembling and my body so completely spent that once Cole’s hands leave my hips, I collapse onto Gage. He chuckles and helps me roll onto the mattress, smoothing his hands down my sides. Hudson and Cole join us and their bodies create a warmth that drags me under, mind, body, and soul completely and utterly sated.

When I wake up from my cat nap, my body is deliciously sore in all the right places, muscles loose and languid. I stretch like a kitten, my hand reaching across the bed expecting to find warm skin, but I’m met with cool sheets instead.

They must not have fallen asleep. A smile of appreciation works across my face, and I get up, tugging on Cole’s oversized band tee that he left crumpled on the floor. The fabric brushes against my mid-thigh and the soft cotton smells like him, woodsy and clean with a hint of that cologne that drives me crazy.

Voices drift up from downstairs, along with the unmistakable sounds of gunfire and explosions. Video games. I shake my head, still grinning as I make my way down the stairs. The reaction, amused and not at all bothered is such a sharp contrast to the way I felt with Matt.

The living room comes into view, and my heart flutters at the sight of my men. Gage’s dark hair is messy from sex, but he wears it well as he sits on the couch beside Cole, who is leaning forward, forearms resting on his legs as he plays. Hudson sits in the recliner, looking completely relaxed.

“Morning, sunshine.” Hudson spots me first, eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiles.

“Look who’s finally awake.” Cole doesn’t look away from the screen, but I can hear the amusement in his voice.

Gage pauses his game and pats the spot on the couch between him and Cole. “Come join us. We got you something.”

My eyebrows shoot up as Cole reaches behind a cushion and produces a wireless controller—bright purple with silver accents and stars. I stare at it in pure shock, chest clenching, not really sure if they even realize how much this means to me.

“You bought me a controller?” The words come out soft as I accept the gift.

“We figured if you’re stuck with us, you might as well be able to kick our asses properly.” Gage’s grin is boyish and proud.

Something warm and gooey spreads through my chest. Such a simple gesture, but it hits me right in the heart. I’m not the nagging girlfriend. I’m not an annoyance. With them, I finally belong.

I settle between Cole and Gage, my controller in hand. “What are we up against?”

“Zombies.” Cole jerks his head toward the screen where chaos unfolds. “We could use your help.”

“Definitely, we’re getting killed out here.” Gage’s character gets swarmed by a group of undead, his health bar flashing red.

They’ve gone out of their way to include me when they play video games, so much so that I’m actually halfway decent. My character materializes on screen in a burst of light and my fingers settle over the buttons with practiced ease. “Let’s fucking do this.”