The Perfect Fit
: Chapter 19

Xander runs his fingers along my neck and rests his other hand on my thigh, sending shivers up and down my spine. I lean against his solid chest, trying to focus on the movie he chose for us all to watch, but I’m way too distracted by his hands and the fact that he, West, and Zeke are only wearing sweatpants. There’s so much toned muscle on display, it’s a wonder I can concentrate on anything at all.

“Is the movie boring you, buttercup?” Zeke asks after he catches me staring at him.

I squeeze my thighs together and squirm in my seat. “No. It’s just I can’t help thinking …” My cheeks flame with heat.

Xander presses his mouth to my ear. “Can’t help think what, shorty?”

“Um.” I press my lips together.

West winks at me. “Use your words, princess.”

Zeke switches off the TV and the three of them stare at me expectantly. Wetness seeps into my panties. They might not even be down for this. I moisten my lips. “I was thinking that there are way more interesting things that the four of us could be doing, is all.”

“Holy fuck,” Xander mutters.

Zeke narrows his eyes. “Such as?”

“We could go to bed.” I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and flutter my eyelashes. Please don’t make me say more than that.

Zeke opens his mouth, probably to taunt me, so I’m extra thankful when Xander jumps up, hoists me over his shoulder, and slaps my ass. “I think we all know what our girl is looking for.”

I giggle as he jogs down the hallway, and when I see West and Zeke following behind us, a surge of adrenaline and anticipation makes my head spin.

Xander tosses me onto my bed. “Get her naked, Fitch.” West’s growling tone turns my legs to jelly.

Xander wastes no time in pulling off all my clothes until I’m lying on the bed, naked and staring up at the three of them.

Zeke’s hungry gaze roams over my body. “Spread your legs, buttercup. Let me see our pussy.”

My breath hitches and heat blooms beneath my skin. I do as he asks, opening wider. His gaze drops to the space between my thighs, and his harsh inhale makes me feel powerful and self-assured. “Motherfucker. That’s fucking beautiful.”

Xander nudges his arm, and a wicked grin spreads across his face. “Told ya.”

West makes quick work of pulling off his sweatpants and tossing them into the hamper. “And already so wet for us, princess.”

Xander takes his pants off too before flashing Zeke a knowing smirk. “Our girl tastes even better than she looks, Z.”

Zeke merely grunts and takes a seat on the chair by the bed. I swallow a lump of disappointment. Maybe he likes to start off by watching.

Xander crawls onto the bed first, trailing his wicked mouth over my calves and my knees, along my inner thighs, all the way up to my soaking center. “So wet, shorty.” With one long swipe of his tongue, he licks my seam. “And so fucking sweet.”

West lies down beside me and cups my jaw in his hand. “As soon as we get you wet enough, princess, Xander is going to fuck you.” He drags his tongue and teeth down my neck. “And then I’m going to fuck him while he’s inside you.”

The vibration of Xander’s chuckle pulses through me. “That sounds so hot,” I whisper.

West slides his hand down my neck, squeezing each of my breasts in turn. “Oh, it will be.” He glances down at Xander, who’s looking up at us, his eyes twinkling with delight. “Make her come like a good boy,” West orders.

Xander sucks my clit into his waiting mouth, gently nudging the sensitive bundle of nerves with his tongue. Oh. That’s so good. I reach down, intending to thread my fingers in his thick hair, but West catches my wrists and pins them above my head with one hand. “No, princess. Just lie back and take what he gives you.”

I suck in a breath. Pleasure is rolling in my core, and he’s barely even started. West kisses my lips, then he moves lower and sinks his teeth into one of my nipples. I moan and buck my hips, chasing the release that feels so close already.

“You like my boys teasing you, buttercup?” The deep timbre of Zeke’s voice rumbles through me, and I whimper, my attention torn between West sucking and toying with my nipples and Xander’s delicious mouth lapping at me.

Zeke laughs darkly. “I think she’s had enough teasing, Fitch. He told you to make her come.” His hand goes down to stroke himself, his intense eyes locked on the three of us. He’s so sexy. I wish he’d join us, but before I can suggest it, Xander slides a thick finger inside me, and I moan his name instead. My back arches off the bed as heat and tingling pleasure sizzle down my thighs.

Xander groans. “Oh, you’re squeezing me so tight, shorty.”

West’s tongue licks a path between my aching breasts. “Is she wet enough yet, Fitch?”

Xander murmurs against my sensitive flesh but offers no further response than that.

“I guess I’ll replace out for myself.” West coasts his hand down my body, moving Xander’s face out of the way. Another finger slides inside me, and the two men work in tandem, thrusting in and out.

“Yeah you are. So fucking wet, aren’t you, princess?”

Unable to speak, I jerk my head up and down, gasping at the sensations flooding my body.

West runs his nose along my jawline. “Can you take a third?”

I moan my answer as wet heat rushes between my thighs.

“Good girl.” Three fingers stretch me wide, two of West’s and one of Xander’s. Their hands work expert magic while West kisses my neck and Xander’s tongue dances at my entrance. Without warning, my climax crashes into me, my pussy fluttering and rippling around them.

Xander grunts his appreciation and West bites down on my neck, sucking the sensitive skin as my hips buck from the force of my climax.

Once my body is done trembling, they slide their fingers out of me, and a rush of cum follows. I blush to the roots of my hair. West laughs softly, and Xander pushes himself up onto his forearms. “Definitely wet enough now, shorty.”

I throw my head back, still coming down from my high. But before I can catch my breath, Xander is nudging my pussy with the crown of his thick cock. He sinks all the way inside me in one hard thrust, knocking the remaining air from my lungs.

He falls forward, resting all his weight on his forearms. He grunts, breath dusting over my neck. “Holy fuck, Lily.”

I wrap my arms around him, clawing at his skin while he fucks me so hard that the bed shakes.

“Lube, buddy?” West says somewhere in the background, and I glance at Zeke in time to see him toss a small bottle toward the bed.

West positions himself behind Xander and weaves his fingers in Xander’s thick hair. With a rough yank, he jerks his head back, and Xander winces. Wetness pools in my core as I watch them together, and when West sinks his teeth into the soft skin at the base of Xander’s throat, his cock spasms inside me and excitement shudders through my entire body.

West growls. “Are you ready for me, boy?”

Xander hisses out a breath. Then his eyes lock on mine. “Are you ready, shorty?”

Breathless, I nod.

West’s thick arms snake around Xander’s torso and he sinks inside him, resulting in the impossible, pushing Xander even deeper into me than he already was. His eyes roll back and West pushes him forward, sandwiching him between the two of us.

West nails Xander while he rails into me, and the sheer intensity makes me dizzy. The pressure of the two of them driving into me pushes me up the bed and makes my breath stall in my lungs. My eyes flutter closed.

Fingers caress my throat, and I open my eyes to replace Zeke lying beside us. “Breathe, buttercup.” I nod, sucking in air. “You’re doing so well taking them both.”

His praise spreads heat through me like wildfire. Xander grunts loudly.

“You take my cock so fucking well, Fitch,” West groans.

Xander increases the pace of his thrusts, causing West to do the same. I’m losing my mind from the waves of euphoric pleasure that crash over me.

Xander’s mouth is on my neck, sucking and licking and biting. “You close, shorty?”

“Y-yes.”

“Your pussy is gripping my cock like you’ll never let me go.”

I rake my nails over his shoulder blades. “I won’t,” I cry out as my climax takes hold, tearing through my body until my head is spinning and tears are running down my face.

“Holy fucking shit,” Xander groans, driving his hips harder as he loses himself too.

West doesn’t let up though. He picks up his pace while he watches me over Xander’s shoulder, his stormy gaze holding mine. Xander shuffles like he’s about to slide out of me, but West drives into him harder and lets out a throaty growl. “You’re gonna stay inside her while I come.”

I sink my teeth into my lip and try to focus on West’s face, but I can’t. Another orgasm is already stirring deep in my center. Xander’s still hard, and now West is using brute strength to fuck us both into oblivion. My back bows as my third climax takes hold, pulsing through my body like a million tiny explosions. Then Xander bites into my neck, and stars flicker behind my eyelids.

“Jesus fuck,” West shouts, his hips stuttering to a halt. He rests his forehead on Xander’s back, keeping his weight on his hands so he doesn’t crush us both.

Xander chuckles, his breath fanning my chest. “Fuck, that was hot.”

West lifts his head and gives me a soft kiss on the lips. “You did good, princess.”

Xander smiles against my neck. “So good.”

My heart finally slows, and my eyelids flutter shut. I’m vaguely aware of West moving before Xander slides out of me. A soft groan of protest pours out of me, but then he lies beside me and slides an arm over my hip. Splaying his hand flat on my stomach, he pulls me closer until our bodies are flush.

A dreamy sigh tumbles from my lips, and I reopen my eyes to replace West beside me too, lying flat on his stomach with his head turned my way. I smile at him.

“How are you so fucking perfect, Lily?” West’s frown does nothing to take away from his handsome face. Before I can answer, Zeke crawls over him, peppering kisses along his spine. West’s eyes roll back and mine widen with fascination. I’ve witnessed how hot Zeke and West are for each other, but they’re both tops, so I’m eager to see where this is going. They’ve never done more than kiss in front of me.

Zeke lies flat on top of him, his heavy weight pressing West’s huge frame into the mattress. He dusts his lips against West’s ear, catching his lobe between his teeth and tugging gently, like a playful puppy. Or maybe a lion cub.

“Will you bottom for me?” Zeke asks in his low, throaty growl as he grinds his hips against West’s ass. Dear mother of god, this is so freaking hot. Hot enough to rouse me from my post-orgasm haze.

West’s mouth falls open on a groan, but he doesn’t answer.

“Come on, West. It’s been so fucking long since you let me fuck you.”

“Lily and Fitch are right there, horndog.”

Based on the heavy breathing coming from Xander, I’m certain he’s asleep. Zeke must come to the same conclusion, because his eyes are on my face. As much as I’d love him to fuck me, I am a little tender. Plus, I’m more than a little interested in watching Zeke and West together.

I fake a yawn, and Zeke’s lips twitch knowingly. “They’re both beat. You fucked them both into oblivion. Come on. You know I can make you come so fucking hard.”

“You do everything hard,” West groans, but his eyes are dark with lust and there’s a wicked smile on his face.

Zeke grinds against West and licks a path from his shoulder to his ear. “I’ll be gentle this time. Promise.”

West sucks in a breath. “You don’t know the goddamn meaning of the word.”

Triumphant. That’s the only word that comes to mind when I see Zeke’s smile. “You’ll fucking love it.”