Revelry (Taint #1) (29 page)

“Jesus fucking Christ, you’re tight,” Coop says breathlessly.

I collapse on top of him, trembling with the aftermath of yet another mind-shatteringly good orgasm.

These boys are going to kill me, and I couldn’t care less
.

Cooper kisses my neck, paying special attention to the spot that Levi had sunk his teeth into earlier. “Levi, you wanna change things up?”

“Hell yeah, I do. I had inside that tight pussy once and I’m fucking jonesing for another go.” He slides free of my body and stands, discarding the condom.

“I wanna fuck her from behind,” Coop says.

“What about me?” Levi asks. “What do I get?”

“You get the pleasure of her lips around your cock, swallowing down your come.”

“Well fuck, when you put it like that, giddy up, kiddies.” He slaps my arse and I squeal.

“That hurt, arsehole.” I glare at him over my shoulder.

“Nah, you love it.” He brings his hand down on the other cheek, harder this time, and I flinch but don’t cry out. He’s right; I do love it.

I lift my hips and Cooper’s cock slides out of me. Before I can move, though, Levi snakes an arm around my waist and drags me off Coop, repositioning me on all fours so I’m facing him.

“Eager much? Jesus.” Coop chuckles and shifts off the bed. He moves behind me and slides his cock back and forth through the wetness pooling at my opening.

I trace my finger playfully across the bold text decorating the flesh above Levi’s pubic hair.
No mercy
. That much was true. It had taken me three damn days to heal after the last time that he’d fucked me senseless.

I take Levi in my mouth, sucking him as deep as I can without choking. He pistons his hips back and forth, and fists his hands in my hair. I cry out when Cooper shoves inside me and earn myself a sharp smack across the arse. I wriggle away from his touch, but he soothes my smarting flesh with his palm and then sinks his fingers into my hips, yanking me back against him.

Levi groans as my teeth nip at his sensitive flesh. He glares at Coop, but then he winds up moving to the rhythm Cooper sets, delving deeper, both of them pushing into me from opposite ends. Cooper slides his hand across my hip and then down to my pussy, circling my clit with skilful fingers. Before long, the three of us slip into a rhythm all our own: the push and pull of hungry mouths, the laboured breaths, and the slap of flesh against flesh as it rings off of every wall in the room. All of it is synchronised, all of it music … all of it something bigger than just three bodies coming together to seek out pleasure in one another’s touch.

I’m the first to tip over the edge. Pleasure sluices through my body. Every nerve-ending fires like a live wire. A moment later, Levi groans, his body jerking as his hot come spills into my mouth. I swallow down everything he has to offer and he sits back on his heels, grinning at me with this ridiculously sexy, sated expression.

Despite his erratic thrusts, Cooper doesn’t fall over the edge of the precipice. Instead, he pulls out of me and flips me onto my back. Levi shifts on the bed and cradles my back against his front as Cooper spreads my legs. He spits on my pussy and rubs his fingers over my slick, hot flesh and then he shoves inside. I gasp and close my eyes, feeling all my senses fire to life again and finding that even though I just came, I want more. I need it. Cooper’s hand wraps around my throat in a delicate hold. His thumb strokes my cheek as he whispers, “Look at me, Ali.”

I do. How could I not? I watch him as his body works over mine, into mine, his hard muscles bunching, sweat glistening, lips full and pouting as he pants. I hold his gaze as he comes. He doesn’t close his eyes until the last second when his body pumps into mine and he loses all control. He jerks inside me as he groans, “So fucking hot. So beautiful.”

And then he does something I’ve been wanting him to do all night—he kisses me. And it’s hard, and passionate, and infinitely tender all at the same time. I kiss him back, moving into him, wanting more, as he softens inside me. My nipples bead as his slick skin grazes mine, but too quickly he pulls away.

“Give me a couple minutes, Ali-Cat.” He laughs, sliding free of my body and kneeling before me. He slips the condom off his cock and discards it, and then he collapses in the space between my thighs, resting his head on my leg, his breath tickling my lady parts.

He collects some of my juices on his fingertips and sucks them clean. “Sweetest tasting pussy I’ve ever fucking had.”

“It is, isn’t it?” Levi says, startling me. Up until this point, I thought he’d been asleep.

“Mmhmm.” Cooper darts his tongue out, lapping me clean, and I squirm away from him.

“No more. I can’t.”

“Oh, I think she can,” Levi says, and Coop pulls out that smirk that simultaneously makes me want to hurt and kiss him.

“I think she definitely can,” Coop whispers, glancing up at Levi.

“You’re going to kill me,” I say, attempting to close my legs, but Cooper pays me no heed. He dips his head to my overused pussy and brings me to another slow, lingering orgasm. When he’s done, he sits up and wipes away the evidence of my arousal on the sheets, and then he crawls up the bed towards us. He snakes his arm around my waist and pulls me off of Levi, settling me instead between them. I turn and face him, smiling as I run my fingertips over strong dark brows and chiselled cheekbones. Levi nuzzles into my neck and I move closer to Cooper, bringing Levi with me. We fall asleep in a puppy pile, our bodies a tangle of tired limbs.

When I wake, Levi is gone and Cooper is studying my face openly.

“Good morning,” he whispers in that voice that makes me want to strip naked and rub myself all over hi—oh.
Been there, done that
.

“How long have you been staring at me, Cooper?” I groan.

“An hour, maybe two.” He grins as he rolls me onto my back and climbs on top.

“An hour? Wow, that’s creepy.” I laugh, conscious of the fact that he’s so close and I’m probably breathing morning breath all over his face. “Where’s Levi?”

“Who the fuck cares?” He shrugs and kisses my neck and jaw, and he has a point. Whatever happened last night should stay well and truly
in
last night, but where did that leave Coop and I? Was this just an added bonus? Like a free buffet breakfast when you book an expensive hotel? “You’re thinking.”

“Little bit, yeah. You’re not having any thoughts right about now?”

“I’m thinking I may have to gag you because I’m trying to get inside you and you’re freaking out.”

“I’m not freaking out.”
Was I though
? I mean, we had sex, mind-blowing sex. But it was sex with Levi, and there were bits everywhere, and more orgasms than I could count, but this? This feels infinitely different. This is more than just sex, isn’t it?

“Quit freaking out.”

“I’m not freaking out.”
I am totally freaking out
. Am I going to lose my job over this? I’m pretty sure sleeping with your boss is a conflict of interest, and because I’m Cooper’s personal lackey does that make me a whore? Oh my god. Why? Why did I have to sleep with the hot rock star—or stars, plural?

Cooper grabs a condom from the table beside the bed, tearing open the packet and rolling it on. He grins down at me and lowers his mouth to mine. “Fine. You can freak out all you want. I’ll just be here mindlessly working on your defences by bringing you more pleasure than you know what to do with.”

“Actually, I kind of like the sound of that,” I whisper into the quiet of the room. I don’t know what time it is, but above the gentle roar of the engine I can hear the others moving about the bus. The tiny shower is in use, and from the lounge at the front of the bus I can hear drumming and the quiet licks of an unplugged acoustic guitar.

“I figure we have at least twenty minutes before some arsehole busts down that door,” Coop whispers, rubbing his hard cock against my pussy and forcing me to open farther for him.

“Then we had better make them count.”

N
othing quite says awkward like the walk of shame from the back bedroom on a tour bus to your bunk. I desperately needed a shower, but seeing as Deb had been in there for more than an hour and I refused to shower in ice-cold water, I’d be going without for at least another thirty minutes. Not Coop, though. Apparently he didn’t care if he bathed like the polar bears, and as he slipped into the bathroom I was forced to endure the walk of shame all by my little lonesome, and let me tell you, the boys did not spare me in the slightest.

“Morning, sweet thing,” Levi says in a sexy sleep-gruff voice, though I know he’s been awake a lot longer than me.

I frown at the nickname, glancing between the others who are spread out around the lounge and kitchen. I grind my teeth. “Morning.”

“Did you sleep well?” he asks, smirking at me over the rim of his coffee cup.

“Yes, actually I did,” I say, spearing him with a warning glance. I yawn loudly as I sit beside Levi, careful to keep several inches of distance between us.

“Worn. Out. Huh?” Ash huffs. He’s using the luggage rack to do pull-ups again. Not that I mind, because his body really is a thing of beauty.

Zed is frying up bacon and eggs on our little kitchen stove. He sets a freshly brewed coffee in front of me. I smile appreciatively. “Yep, tag teaming all night will do that to ya.”

“Oh my god.”

“That’s what she said,” Ash says, throwing on his shirt and stealing a piece of bacon from the pan.

“You know, Ash, I liked you so much more when I thought you were mute,” I say, and sip my coffee.