Be with Me

by Maya Banks

  homecoming in the least. But when she reached the top, no one walked into the hallway.

  She stared at the bedroom door at the end. The room with the really big bed. She hadn’t really understood its significance until now. A common room? She nearly giggled. They all had their own rooms and then there was the room. The sex room.

  She rolled her eyes but walked toward the closed doorway. She threw it open and walked in, leaving it open behind her.

  Sexual tease expert she wasn’t. Like Sawyer, she’d been around the block a few times, but she wasn’t that experienced at seduction. She much preferred that to be the guy’s job.

  Remembering the other night with Sawyer, when she’d been so provocative, told her that she could do it under the right circumstances. This being one of them.

  Well, they knew she was home. They had to. They were too tuned in to what went on around them not to figure it out. Maybe when they realized she wasn’t going to be beating down their doors, they’d come in search of her. And she’d be waiting. Boy, would she be waiting.

  She slipped out of her clothes and tossed them toward the window. Then she walked naked to the bed and smoothed her hands over the plush down comforter. She crawled onto it, enjoying the softness on her bare skin.

  She stretched out on her stomach and nuzzled her face into the pillows. It was tempting to sleep, but her plans didn’t incorporate sleep for quite a long time.

  Pushing herself up, she rolled until she was on her back. She slid her palms over her belly and then up to her breasts. She palmed both and fingered the nipples until they were taut and straining upward.

  She imagined lips around each point. Hutch on one side. Cam on the other. Sawyer between her legs.

  She closed her eyes and pulled harder at the tips, rolling them between her thumb and forefinger as an ache began between her legs.

  Her left hand went seeking lower, smoothing down her belly and to her pelvis. In her mind, Sawyer was spreading her wider as he thrust deeper. Hutch had moved over her mouth, his knees on either side of her head. They both slid into her welcoming body.

  She moaned at the force of the fantasy. There was only one thing missing. She wanted them all. At the same time. Filling her, loving her.

  Her fingers slid through the tight little curls and between the two lips to her clitoris. It was tight and sensitive. As soon as she touched it, her entire lower half twitched in response.

  She slid her hand up and down, allowing her finger to roll over her clit and then lower to the moist entrance that quivered in anticipation of having a cock. Her finger made a poor substitute.

  Soon, very soon if she had her way.

  She arched her hips and let out a dreamy sigh.

  “I’d ask if you want any help, but it looks like you’re doing fine on your own.”

  Cam’s sexy voice washed over her, inciting prickly little goose bumps over her skin.

  She opened her eyes and raised her head to see all three men standing in the doorway. There was no disguising the blatant lust in their expressions. She stared into Cam’s eyes, searching for something beyond the arousal.

  Slowly, she let her hand move back up her body, leaving a slightly damp trail up her middle. Then she raised her finger to her mouth and sucked it inside, removing the traces of her passion with her tongue.

  Identical groans sounded from the doorway.

  Not willing to let them disrupt her fantasy in any way, she crawled up to her knees and then slid over the edge of the bed. She sauntered over to Cam, grabbed a handful of his shirt and began dragging him toward the bed.

  His eyes widened in surprise, but he made absolutely no effort to stop her. Smart man.

  She turned her head to look at Sawyer and Hutch, who still stood there, their gazes inquisitive.

  “I’ll let you know when to join,” she said huskily.

  “Yes ma’am,” Sawyer murmured.

  She hauled Cam over to the bed. Her hand still full of his shirt, she yanked him downward until their lips met in a fiery clash. His hands gripped her waist then moved upward, skating over her skin on their way to her breasts. He palmed the soft mounds and rolled his thumbs over the tips.

  “Strip,” she said against his lips.

  “I do love it when you get all bossy on me,” he said.

  He jerked at his jeans and shirt, and in short order he was standing naked in front of her. Unable to resist the temptation of his too perfect body, she put both hands flat against his chest.

  In no hurry, she smoothed her palms down his firm abdomen and then lower to his distended cock. She wrapped her fingers around his length and pumped up and down, enjoying the feel of his hardness in her palm.

  With her other hand, she pushed at his chest until the backs of his knees were touching the edge of the bed. Then she shoved more forcefully until he fell over, his back hitting the mattress with a thump.

  She crawled up after him and gazed down at him, her eyes drinking him in like someone starved for water.

  Placing both hands above his knees, she ran her fingers upward, tracing a line to his hips. When her head was level with his cock, she leaned over and kissed his stomach, allowing her lips and her tongue to linger in the shallow indention of his navel.

  The muscles beneath her mouth jumped and quivered in reaction. She smiled, enjoying her power, her ability to make this gorgeous man squirm. Even better? Two equally gorgeous men waited at the door for her command.

  His cock brushed her chin when she moved lower. Her tongue flicked out and licked at the tip, and he groaned as her mouth flirted with the crown of his penis.

  It was an intoxicating sight. Cam lying there flat on his back, his sexy hair splayed out over the pillow. His powerful body rippled every time he tensed. His cock, thick and long, stood at attention, stretching upward from the dark hair at his groin.

  It was a temptation she was unable to pass up. Her intention to torture him thoroughly, she placed the tip in her mouth and closed her lips around it. Then with infinitesimal slowness, she inched downward, sheathing him in the damp confines of her mouth.

  His fingers tangled in her hair, almost rough as he arched his hips. She took him deep, letting his cock slide across her tongue and to the back of her throat. She loved the taste of him. Musky. Comfortable and warm. She felt safe, like she was surrounded by him. By his love.

  She shivered as she sucked up and down. She wrapped her hand around the base and worked up and down in rhythm with her mouth.

  His hands tightened in her hair then loosened and massaged gently as he coaxed her to take him harder, deeper.

  Still gripping him with her hand, she allowed him to slide free from her mouth, and she looked up at him through passion-dimmed eyes.

  “Are they watching, Cam?” she asked huskily. “Are they watching me suck your cock? Do they like it? Are they as turned on as you right now?”

  His eyes glittered brightly against flushed cheeks. He turned to the side as she did, to look at Sawyer and Hutch. They stood in the doorway though Hutch had pushed his way farther in. Discernible bulges centered their groins, and their gazes were fastened on Regina and Cam.

  Her eyes still on Hutch and Sawyer, she lowered her head and took Cam in her mouth again. She continued to watch out of the corner of her eye as she rolled down his cock. Her cheeks worked in and out as she sucked him deeper.

  He was hard and throbbing on her tongue, and she couldn’t wait any longer to have him inside her. She moved up his body, straddling his hips. Using one hand to hold his cock in place, she arched up and positioned him at her entrance.

  A long hiss escaped him as she hovered over him, the head of his cock fitted to her rim. Then she sank down on him, sheathing him in one fluid motion.

  Her pussy rippled and contracted as she welcomed him into her body. She closed her eyes and absorbed the moment, the feeling of him buried so deeply.

  His hands curled around her hips, but his touch was gentle. Loving. His fingers caressed her ski
n as he coaxed her to ride him. She undulated her hips, rocking forward and then back.

  She put her hands on his stomach and slid forward, aligning their bodies as her hands skated up his chest and around his neck. Her lips found his, smooching softly, the sound sweet in her ears.

  He curved his hands over her ass, cupping, gently squeezing as he rocked his hips upward.

  She sipped at his lips, tasting him, the flavor of the coffee he drank on her tongue. As she lay on his chest, their bodies undulating in perfect rhythm, she glanced over at Sawyer, locking gazes with him.

  “Come to me,” she whispered. “Take me.”

  Sawyer strode forward, ripping his clothes off with every step. He reached for the tube of lubricant lying on the nightstand and hurriedly squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers.

  She lost sight of him as he moved behind her. And then she felt his warm lips against her shoulder as he bent over her back. His hard chest pressed against her back, pushing her further into Cam’s embrace.

  Sawyer kissed a gentle line down her spine, ending at the small of her back. Then he kissed each cheek of her ass before he spread them.

  The motion stretched her pussy around Cam’s cock and both she and Cam gasped in pleasure at the sensation. Sawyer’s fingers, slick with gel, rubbed over the seam of her ass. He delved one finger inside the tight ring, causing her to jerk forward against Cam.

  Cam caught her in his arms, holding her in place as Sawyer fit his cock against her anus.

  She shuddered and closed her eyes as the broad head pushed against her. Wider and wider she was stretched. It burned. Intense. Just when she thought her body wouldn’t give way, she opened and accepted him, and he slipped inside her ass.

  Her eyes flew open at the shock of having two huge cocks stuffed in her body at the same time. She couldn’t move. She didn’t dare. She wasn’t sure her body could take the strain.

  Sawyer groaned, a delicious sound, as he pressed forward. His hips came to rest against her ass and he paused, allowing her to absorb the wicked sensation of being so tightly stretched around both his and Cam’s cocks.

  “What does it look like?” she said with a moan. She wanted to see. What would it look like to see their cocks buried so deeply in her body?

  “I’ve never seen anything so erotic,” Hutch spoke up, surprising her.

  She glanced over to see him watching, his eyes burning with unsated lust.

  “You should see it, Reggie,” he said huskily. “A cock in your ass, a cock in your pussy. You’re stretched so tight around them that it looks impossible you could take them.”

  Sawyer slid back, dragging his cock across the distended ring of her ass. A hiss of pleasure escaped her, the sound harsh in the silence.

  Then he slammed forward, rocking her hard against Cam.

  The cry rising from her chest died in her throat and sounded garbled.

  Cam’s hands gripped her hips as he arched into her, working in rhythm with Sawyer’s thrusts. They took turns fucking her, one in, one out.

  It was an overwhelming sense of pain mixed with the most exquisite pleasure she’d ever experienced. She couldn’t process it, wasn’t sure what to do, how to react. So she let them dictate the pace, and she opened herself up to the barrage of sensations.

  Finally, she looked back over at Hutch. She let all of her desire, her need, bleed into her expression. Her lips parted in invitation.

  Hutch needed no urging, no coaching. He shed his clothing and closed in on her. He crawled up on the bed and levered himself up so that his cock was aimed directly at her mouth.

  As Sawyer split her ass even wider apart, she opened her mouth to accept Hutch’s cock. It slid between her lips, over her tongue, her taste buds abrading the silky soft foreskin as she sucked him to the back of her throat.

  All three men were inside her body. She was connected in this moment to all of them. Her chest expanded. Her heart swelled with love for her guys. Her guys.

  Cam and Sawyer rocked her between them as Hutch slid back and forth in her mouth. Hutch’s hands dug into her hair, holding her head between his palms as he fucked in and out.

  She lost her ability to concentrate. She knew nothing but the three cocks fucking her body. Giving her so much pleasure. Good. It felt so good. Nothing would ever feel so wonderful.

  Sawyer bent her lower, causing Hutch’s cock to slide even deeper. She swallowed convulsively as Hutch strained forward. Sawyer began to ride her hard.

  The slap of flesh meeting flesh rose sharply, echoing across the room. Sawyer’s thrusts moved her over Cam’s cock, and Cam rose sharply to meet Sawyer’s movements.

  Sawyer’s hands dug into her shoulders as he ground her ass down over his cock. She opened wider to him as he forced more of himself inside her.

  Tears burned her eyelids, and her cheeks puffed out wider around Hutch’s erection.

  They were all connected through her. She was the glue holding them together. She was the center of all three men.

  A tear slid down her cheek. She loved them so much. How could she have ever run from their love? Through it all, it had remained steady. Like them. Never wavering. She’d never felt so unworthy of something yet so grateful for it at the same time.

  “Reggie!” Sawyer cried as he slammed into her once more. She felt the burst of power from him. He trembled against her ass, and then she felt the hot spurt of his release deep inside her.

  Hutch withdrew, allowing her to catch her breath just before she screamed as her body caught fire. She sobbed endlessly as her orgasm crashed around her. Instead of a sharp rise and fall, there was just one swell after another. Rising, ever rising.

  She was still quaking when Sawyer slipped from her body. His cum seeped from her ass and trickled down the back of her leg as her stretched-out opening quivered and spasmed to regain its shape.

  Cam’s gentle hands slid up her sides, touching and soothing her.

  “I want you to turn around, Reggie darling,” he whispered. “Turn around and face Sawyer. I want you to sit on my cock then lean back and let me hold you. Open yourself for Hutch.”

  Her legs shook uncontrollably as she tried to do his bidding. Finally Hutch picked her up and rotated her body. Cam scooted to the edge of the bed to let his legs dangle over the side then reached for her hips to guide her down over his cock. As Hutch held her arms, Cam held his erection in one hand and eased her down with the other.

  He nudged at her ass and slid in easily. She gasped at the fullness the new position offered. She felt him in every nerve ending in her throbbing ass.

  “Lean back,” Cam murmured. “I’ve got you, love.”

  Hutch moved between her legs and spread them to match Cam’s. Her pussy was open and accessible, and Hutch wasted no time fitting himself to her.

  He plunged deep. Cam cupped his hands under her ass, offering her up to Hutch like a prize. They moved together, sensuously, fucking her ass and pussy with a finesse she would never have attributed to them.

  “You’re ours, Reggie,” Cam panted. “Only ours. We won’t let you go.”

  Her heart squeezed and fluttered at his words.

  Hutch stared down at her, the same determination in his green eyes. There was tenderness in his expression, but at the same time, there was a ferocity that took her breath away.

  Cam’s fingers dug into her ass as he raised her and lowered her onto his cock. Hutch’s hands curled around the underside of her knees and held her legs wide apart as he flexed his hips and thrust deeper inside her.

  Sawyer appeared behind Hutch, his skin damp from a shower. His cock was already erect again, and he wrapped his hand around the base, pumping back and forth as his gaze connected with hers.

  Hutch closed his eyes and pressed forward, forcing his way deeper into her pussy. The sense of fullness was overwhelming to her. Sharp. Intense. Edgy and nearly painful.

  As he withdrew, her pussy sucked at him, calling him back. He and Cam found their rhythm, alternating their th
rusts. Hutch placed his palm over her pelvis and slid his thumb down into her folds and over her clit.

  She slammed her eyes shut and clenched her jaw tight as he stroked her clit with every thrust forward. The taut nub was unbearably sensitive, and each touch unleashed a barrage of excruciating streaks of pleasure.

  “I need to come,” Hutch gritted out. “Are you close, baby? I can’t hold out.”

  She expelled her breath in one long whoosh. “Just keep touching me. Please. Oh, God. Don’t stop fucking me.”

  He increased the pressure on her clit and lunged forward, his