If she’d been in actual panic or pain and she told them to stop, they would, but she didn’t want them to let her go. She trusted them. These men would never hurt her physically. Her heart was another story, but even then, she knew they’d never mean to harm her. Kell had even explained his terrible past—a feat he obviously hadn’t found easy—so she wouldn’t be too devastated when he left. Wishful thinking, but Belle knew one thing for certain.
She’d waited for the right men.
Something blunt began to breach her aching sex. A cry escaped her throat as she jerked her gaze down to see that Tate had lifted his head. Now his fingers probed her, gently stretching her opening, preparing her for what came next. Though Belle was nervous, she already felt empty, greedy to be filled.
“Hurry,” she begged.
“Patience,” Eric insisted. “You’re not ready. Tate will get you there.”
Then the conversation stopped as he slid his digits deeper and suckled her clit once more. Eric and Kell each plucked on a nipple with their fingers, then with their mouths. The men moved in perfect harmony. The feel of them all drawing on her most sensitive spots at once had her holding her breath, euphoria dancing just under her skin.
Tate sucked her harder, fingers sinking deeper. Tingles swelled, spread. Her body tensed. Heat everywhere. God, she wondered if she’d ever recover from this avalanche of a climax when it finally rolled over her. The need gathered and grew as it accelerated, almost overshadowing her ability to breathe.
“Belle,” Eric murmured in her ear. “Come.”
Almost instantly, the ache behind her clit turned sharp and burst through her system, making her arch and scream. The hot shock of something far beyond incredible consumed her. She’d never even fantasized that the heavens could sing like this—or that anything could unravel her body so completely.
Panting, she lay spent as the sensations subsided. Belle didn’t even know what to call that. Orgasm seemed weak, like calling a massive quake a tremor.
Before she recovered, the guys went into motion. She tried to catch her breath as Tate lifted himself off the bed, then dragged her into his arms. Thankfully, he held her up, giving her strength since her whole body had gone limp with sweet lethargy.
He tilted her chin to meet his kiss and devoured her mouth. Belle smelled and tasted herself on his lips. Just like when she’d put her mouth on Kell and laved him to climax, everything felt intimate. A part of her marveled that this man could—and would—give her the sort of pleasure that shook the earth and rocked her soul.
Tate broke the kiss with a grin and a wink, looking really pleased with himself. Before she could think of a reply, he turned her to face the other two. Eric’s expression was every bit as hard and hungry as Kell’s. Belle’s stomach dipped and rolled with the knowledge they all intended to become her lovers tonight.
Practically bouncing on the bed, Tate settled himself against the headboard, then pulled her between his long, muscled legs, resting her head on his thigh. She was on her back, looking up at him. He brushed a palm over her cheek, and she sighed, clinging to the warmth in his stare.
“Eric will do this right,” Tate promised. “I’m so thrilled you’re about to become ours.”
She was, too.
Through half-lidded eyes, she watched Eric at the foot of the bed as he worked a condom over his angry, vein-laden cock.
Kellan leaned closer, brushing his lips over hers. “Thank you for letting me be a part of this, love.”
Even though he hadn’t promised her anything beyond right now, Belle softened. This night wouldn’t be complete without him.
She threaded her fingers through his. “Thank you for being here. I know it’s not easy for you.”
Tate brushed his knuckles across her cheek. “I can’t wait. It seems like I’ve waited a lifetime for this. Ready?”
She didn’t reply. She couldn’t as Eric climbed onto the bed between her sprawled legs. Her heart pounded too hard.
“Baby?” He glided a hand up her thigh, to her hip, caressing it as though he couldn’t stop himself from touching her. “Second thoughts?”
“None.”
The sense of connection to all three of them bound Belle. She wanted them, felt them. After this, some small piece of them would always belong to her. And no matter what happened later, a piece of her would always belong to them.
Eric smiled as he eased deeper into the V between her legs and covered her body, nudging her opening with his cock. She whimpered. This was it.
She’d wanted this moment since she’d laid eyes on them. They surrounded her, their big bodies warming and protecting her. With them, she felt not just beautiful, but like the only woman in the world.
“I’ll be as gentle as I can, but if it hurts more than you can bear, Belle, you have to tell me. You’ll do that, right?”
She assured him with her smile. His voice might sound a tad stern, but concern shadowed his hazel eyes.
“Women have been losing their virginity and living to tell the tale for millennia. I’ll be fine.” When he opened his mouth to rebut, she cupped his shoulders. “But I will tell you. I promise.”
“Excellent.” Eric didn’t waste a second before he sandwiched a hand between them and aligned their bodies, then began working himself inside her. “Oh, baby, you’re so tight.”
“Gently,” Tate warned his friend.
Eric nodded, focusing on her completely as he lifted up on his arms and watched his cock begin to disappear into her body. The head stretched her, burning a bit as she opened to accommodate him. He inched inside her with a hiss, tensing and bracing himself above her with bared teeth.
“You already feel amazing.” He sounded strained.
Belle found it endearing. Some guys would only care about getting off. But his every thought now seemed focused on her comfort and pleasure.
He was barely in, and she already felt awfully full. As he pushed deeper, panic threatened. She whimpered and gripped Kell’s hand in hers. But she refused to say the words that would stop Eric from breaching her completely.
Kellan squeezed back, letting her know he was there. “It’s okay. We’re going to take the time to let you get used to sex. It’s only going to be uncomfortable a few moments the first few times. Just remember, your body was made for this.”
Her head knew that, but it wasn’t prevailing now. Her body insisted Eric was too big, too much. Her heart thundered, seizing up further in an attempt to keep him out.
“Shh,” Tate whispered, caressing her breasts, gently playing with her nipples. “Belle, baby, it’s going to feel so good soon. You’re so fucking beautiful. I can’t wait to be the man inside you, loving you. You mean everything to me.”
He meant an awful lot to her, too. His devotion warmed her. His touch relaxed her. Belle forced herself to draw in a deep breath and let go of her tension.
“Watch what he’s doing, love.” Kellan looked down her body. “Seeing you and Eric come together, witnessing your first time… It’s amazing. Look.”
She glanced down, fastening her stare to the spot where Eric’s cock slowly disappeared inside her body. She forced herself not to think of the invasion, but of getting closer to them, of being theirs tonight.
Spreading her legs wider, Belle welcomed him. He sank in just a bit more. Suddenly calling it sex seemed silly. This moment was so much more. Not only was she inviting him inside her body, but her soul. She was giving him something she couldn’t give again. She was telling him without a word how much she cared. That was more than worth a moment’s discomfort.
His face was a mask of concentration as he nudged at her opening again, but the barrier inside her stopped him. And knowing it would cause her pain, he looked reluctant to break through. He needed reassurances, too.