Solstice (Midsummer #3)

5. Lex

5

Lex

W atching Ivy suck Carter’s cock always did something to me that I couldn’t explain. She rolled her tongue just right and stared up at him in a way that made his head fall back on his shoulders, showing the bitable veins in his neck. She didn’t know how to do that to me. To be fair, I didn’t know how to do that to her, either. Did she like it when I rubbed her clit there? She moaned with his dick in her throat, making him hiss in a gasp.

Fuck yeah.

I leaned down to drag my tongue against the same space, pulling her into my mouth, sucking her the same way she was doing to Carter. She responded by arching against me, urging me on, turning me desperate for her and greedy for more than watching her blow the Hollywood heartthrob. I wanted to be inside her. I wanted both of us inside her at the same time. I wiggled the green-colored gem sticking out of her ass, and she squealed around Carter’s cock. He gasped and stepped away from her.

“Jesus.” He stroked his dick while he grinned at me. “What the fuck are you doing down there?”

“I’ve got an idea for our little slut.”

“Yeah?” He raised an eyebrow and pursed his lips. “What’s on your mind?”

I grabbed Ivy’s ankle and sent a visual of me in her cunt with Carter in her ass, and the way she moaned and muttered, “Yes,” almost had me doubling over.

“Let’s take this party upstairs.” I unhooked Ivy’s ankle restraints and massaged her feet, worried she might not be able to walk given how long I’d had her spread eagle on the table. Carter unhooked her hands and solved that problem by lifting her into his arms, one under her shoulders, the other under her knees.

Such a meathead.

I stared at the sway of his narrow hips as he walked, my gaze traveling the spread of his back up to where it widened into his shoulders. Carter had always been beautifully built, and neither time nor age had dampened my attraction to him.

I remembered the first night between us, the first time he’d been touched that intimately by another man, and I smirked at the pure innocence in his eyes. How long ago that seemed compared to the filthy fucker in front of me. Today, Carter would move entire mountains if it meant my cock in his ass.

Like the dutiful king, I followed my knight and my queen down the hallway to her room. A true ruler served his loved ones first, and even if I’d never wanted the burden of this blistering crown, I’d wear it for them. I’d bear the weight of all this for them.

Carter dropped Ivy in the center of the bed and fell into the spot next to her, leaning in to steal a kiss before I could say anything about it. She pushed up on her elbows and licked her lips, biting her bottom one. I focused on the tiny cut there, where I’d bitten her hard enough to draw blood two days ago.

She liked it, and she was going to love what I wanted to do next.

“Carter came all this way to see you,” I told Ivy. “Don’t you think he deserves a special treat?”

Ivy nodded and turned her attention to our husband, rolling on top of him so she could shuck his pants down to his ankles and off his feet. Once he was as naked as her, she looked up at me for the next direction.

I’d told them at the start that this was my scene. I’d caught her. She’d submitted. Those were the rules.

“What should we give him?” I linked my hands behind my back, pretending to think, drawing this out so Carter could enjoy the buildup. He must have suspected where this was heading, of course. “I know. When was the last time he had your ass, X?”

She curled her lips into a smile and shrugged. “No clue.”

“Hmm.” I nodded. “Why don’t you take out your plug and put Carter inside instead?”

Ivy made a grand show of rolling over on her hands and knees, bending and arching her back to wiggle the metal out. Blood surged to my cock, making it ache and throb. I wouldn’t be able to ignore it much longer.

For as long as I’d been edging Ivy, I’d been edging myself. I enjoyed knowing the grand finale would rock my world, but I might have taken it too far this time. My dick would probably explode two seconds in, and then where the fuck would I be?

Once the plug was out, she tossed it on the bed and straddled Carter’s waist, reaching for the lube on the side table. Never looking away from him, she opened the bottle and squeezed the liquid over his tip. He put some on his fingers and traced them over her ass to get her ready.

She stared down at him like he ruled the heavens and the hells and the entire universe. A fiery twinge twisted in my stomach because Ivy had never looked at me like that. I clenched my jaw before I forced myself to lock that shit away. She’d spent the last forty-some hours doing whatever I wanted. She had earned a moment with Carter.

Then she slowly, so fucking slowly, impaled herself on him. He clamped his fingers around her hips and she dug hers into his abs to hold herself upright. Once they were fully connected, she stayed like that to let herself adjust.

“Sweet fucking hell,” Carter said, tucking his head into the space between her neck and shoulder. “I’ll never get used to this.”

Ivy laughed, and ecstasy washed over her expression. They had a connection I would never have with either of them. He had taught her everything she knew, and she, in turn, matched his drive and ambition with her own. I loved their love, and maybe it made me a narcissistic pervert, but I wanted to be a part of it.

Both sets of eyes shifted to me—Carter’s eager and excited, Ivy’s sultry and inviting. She reached out, fingers waving me closer, and for the first time in a long fucking time, I had to swallow down my insecurity.

This was my scene, and I was the master here, but I wasn’t sure if I should intrude. Carter had just gotten off a six-hour plane ride. Ivy hadn’t seen him in weeks. They probably didn’t even want me?—

“Get your ass over here, DC,” Carter said. “Put your dick in her cunt and fuck us both.”

Sweet sinful damnation.

I pulled the role back up around me and climbed into the bed, walking on my knees closer to them and settling in between Carter’s legs. Ivy stood and turned around to face me, situating herself so she leaned on Carter’s chest. He slid his cock back inside her and rubbed her clit while I sat there with my hands on my thighs, filling myself with the arrogance I’d need to continue being the dominant in this scene.

“Look at him,” Carter whispered in Ivy’s ear. “Have you ever seen anyone more powerful?”

“Careful,” she whispered, grinding against him. “Don’t give him any ideas. He’ll fuck us hard.”

“So fucking hard.” Carter bit her shoulder, and witnessing the square of his teeth sinking into her skin shot right down to my throbbing dick. I gripped it and rubbed the tip up against Ivy’s clit, groaning as the sensation snaked up my spine, urging me on. She moaned, spreading her legs wider. “Come on, DC. We’re waiting.”

Jesus Christ.

I’d done this with Miri before. I was pretty sure we’d done this to Ivy at Midsummer, but I wanted to make sure she was ready. I wanted to draw this out, just for us. I pushed a finger inside her, stroking the spot that made her wilt. She writhed against my hand, clearly ready for more, so I put two fingers in, pushing back against the skin separating me from Carter. The link between the three of us fascinated me, and I could have sat there for the rest of eternity, playing with Ivy’s beautiful cunt and Carter’s magnificent dick.

“Stop screwing around, Lucifer.” Ivy tilted her head toward me, staring out with molten metal eyes gone to lust. “Just fuck me already.”

I should have punished her for the outburst. I’d told her to keep her mouth shut, but I sensed this was about her urgency, and I’d been rough on her all day. Finally, giving my X what she wanted, I positioned myself at her entrance and surged inside that tight warmth, nearly collapsing at the scalding, slippery sensation that shot down my spine.

“Fucking shit fuck,” I said, thrusting harder, causing her to sink into Carter. He sat against the headboard, her head thrown over his shoulder, his hand loose around her throat.

She tensed, letting out a moan of protest, and clawed her nails into my stomach to stop me. “It’s tight.”

“Yeah,” Carter said, his voice breathless. “So fucking tight.”

“Slow,” she whimpered. “Go slow.”

I eased in, and Carter’s cock jerked against us both, and holy shit, it felt so good. I knew she needed me to slow down, to let her get used to it, but the way she enveloped me, enveloped us, made me so hard. I couldn’t stop myself. Her hot breath coasted down the front of my chest, the scent of her shampoo and sweat mixing with Carter’s assaulted every one of my senses. Her soft skin molded under mine, and my arms shook as I tried to hold myself up.

“Fuck, this feels so good.” Once I was sheathed to the hilt, I didn’t think I’d be able to hold out very long. She wiggled under me, writhing and constricting her muscles taut with how much we stretched her. “How you doing?”

“It’s a lot.” She gasped, sending a surge of pain along our connection. I winced and started to pull out, but she dug her fingers into my ass to hold me inside. “Not yet.”

I nuzzled my face into her neck, kissing her windpipe, her X, and worked my way over to Carter, kissing him before biting Ivy’s ear. “Mercy?”

She made a small moan again, but rolled her hips, rocking us together, clenching and relaxing around both of us. I hissed, Carter growled, and she did it again.

I didn’t need any further motivation. I gripped the headboard above Carter with one hand and thrust myself deeper inside her. Once. Twice. Until I couldn’t resist the urge to go faster. Harder.

Carter had been right. I meant to fuck both of them until we collapsed. I wanted to let them know they belonged to me. We belonged to each other. Only one piece of our square was missing, and once she got here, we’d get her caught up on the lost time.

For now, I took Chicago and X like the world would never end, like we could live between each other’s legs until the heavens crashed around us. I bit Ivy’s throat and clawed at Carter’s hair, and by the time I came in deep, punishing thrusts, Ivy had wilted into a state of total bliss, having climaxed too many times to count. She tightened around both of us, spurning Carter’s orgasm. The groans he made burned themselves into my brain. Damn me, but I loved being right here, on top of both of them.

I’d snorted everything under the sun. I’d gone on benders that had led to memory loss. But this? I’d never known true ecstasy like being in bed with my spouses. Talk about some repulsive, hopeless romantic bullshit. But I’d swear it was true.

Once we were satisfied, I rolled to the side, and we relaxed in a heap of pheromones and cum in the enormous bed, laughing down the intensity between us.

“And you thought you wouldn’t have any fun,” I said, kissing Ivy.

She sighed and laughed in response, her cheeks turning that adorable shade of blush as I leaned in to take Carter’s mouth just as passionately.