"Lucas," I breathed when he mouthed one of my breasts, his teeth pulling at my nipple in a way that sent wave upon wave of ecstasy straight to my cunt.
"How ya doing over there, Zeddy Bear?" Lucas asked, looking up at me with pure wickedness written all over his face.
"Shut the fuck up, Gumdrop," Zed snarled back, shocking the hell out of me, "or are you getting stage fright?"
My brows hitched, but my back was to Zed, so he didn't see my surprise. Lucas just grinned wickedly as he traced his tongue around my swollen nipple.
"Babe, I feel like Zed just challenged me." He murmured it quietly but clearly didn't give a shit if Zed heard him.
I bit back a slightly delirious laugh and shook my head. "Sure sounded like it to me."
With that permission, Lucas wrapped his arms around me and flipped our positions, slamming my back into his pillows while he hooked my legs over his strong shoulders. I only got a split second to panic that I was now on full display to Zed before Lucas's tongue found my clit and my eyes rolled back.
Fucking hell, he was a quick study. My fingers threaded into his hair, my back arching as he tongued my cunt and my breath coming in heavy gasps. My lids cracked open, and I immediately locked eyes with Zed, which sent such a violent wave of arousal through me I almost came.
He'd moved from the doorway to the armchair at the foot of the bed and sat forward with his elbows braced on his knees and his eyes blazing hot with ardor. The tight lines of his jaw and bunched shoulders told me he was still warring with himself, but fuck me, he looked equally turned on.
Lucas pushed a finger into me, making me gasp and pulling my attention away from Zed once more. My fingers tightened in Lucas's hair, holding him to me and silently begging him for more. He complied, adding a second finger and making me thrash with the way his tongue played my clit.
"Shit," I gulped as the intense sensation between my thighs built higher. "Lucas, fuck, you're gonna make me come."
"Do it," Zed ordered, his voice rough and his gaze scorching. "Come on his face, baby. We all know you're capable of more than one."
My only response was a low groan because he was so right. But also hearing him tell me to come on Lucas's face ramped everything up a whole extra level.
Lucas pushed a third finger into my pussy, and I shattered. My thighs gripped his face so tight I worried he might suffocate, but I was totally helpless to let him go. He just had to ride it out with me as my back arched and my toes curled with my climax.
When my convulsions slowed and my contracted muscles started to relax, Lucas sat back on his knees with a huge smile on his face. He threw a quick glance over his shoulder at Zed, then pulled his shirt off in a smooth, one-handed stripper move. Then as I watched with bated breath, he tugged his sweatpants down and fisted his huge erection. His back was to Zed, but I had a prime view and couldn't help licking my lips eagerly.
Lucas smirked, in his damn element, and reached out a hand to me.
"Come here, babe. Zed wants a show, I reckon that's what we can give him." He pulled me up to sitting, then swiveled around to sit on the end of the bed himself, patting his lap in invitation.
Zed hissed a breath through his teeth, shaking his head with a silent laugh, and it took me a second to realize he'd just gotten an eyeful of Lucas's secret weapon.
"I'm not even fucking surprised," he growled, shooting Lucas an accusing glare. "Of course the fucking teenage stripper has been smuggling a goddamn anaconda in his sequin G-string."
I tried not to laugh as Lucas guided me to the position he wanted me in, on my knees across his lap, but facing Zed. From this position, I would be staring straight at him as Lucas fucked me, and I had no doubt that was precisely what Lucas had intended.
"Ah, don't be jealous, Zeddy Bear," Lucas teased as he coaxed me to lift up on my knees so he could get his huge cock lined up. "It's not about the size of the boat, it's the motion of the ocean." His tip engaged with my pussy, and he returned his hands to my waist, pulling me down onto his length while my brain short-circuited and my whole body quaked. The sounds that escaped me were borderline embarrassing, but I was past the point of controlling that shit.
Lucas guided me up and down a couple of times, penetrating deeper into my cunt with each stroke, and Zed's eyes remained glued to that point of entry like someone had just hit his pause button.
When Lucas eventually got his whole dick inside me, I was panting and whimpering, my fingernails clutching his abs behind my ass, and he gave a throaty laugh.
"Then again, maybe boat size helps too," he added, and Zed's scowl darkened. He didn't say anything back, though, just shifted his position in the armchair as Lucas gripped my waist and encouraged me to ride him.
So I did. Flexing my thighs, I pushed up and down, bouncing on his huge cock and locking eyes with Zed every two seconds. It was insane and such an incredible turn on. I wanted Zed to join us. I wanted his hands on me and his cock in my—
"Shit," Zed muttered with a pained groan, sitting back in the chair and letting his knees fall to the sides. His pants were so tight the fabric looked like it wanted to tear, and I couldn't help but stare. Then I licked my puffy lips, and Zed cursed again under his breath.
"Just get it out, Zeddy Bear," Lucas taunted. "Show Hayden how bad you want her. Unless you have stage fright?"
Zed glared daggers past me at Lucas, but I nodded my encouragement, totally lost in the heady euphoria of really great dick.
At my nod, though, Zed's glare shifted back to my cunt, and the way Lucas's dick slid in and out of me unapologetically. He swiped a hand over his face, then loosened his pants and freed his straining erection.
He palmed it, and I let out a moan of appreciation, my pace faltering in Lucas's lap. To give me a break, Lucas stilled with his dick deep inside me and reached around with his long fingers to play with my clit.
I shuddered with new waves of arousal but didn't take my eyes from Zed's proud cock for even a second. He stroked it up and down with long movements, his own eyes locked on my pussy. On the way Lucas was working me over.
"Zed," I panted when it was all becoming too damn much. "Zed, come here."
His gaze snapped back up to my eyes, his brows raised and his hand still on his dick. "Dare..."
"Please," I gasped, writhing on Lucas's lap. "Please, I need to taste you."
Those were the magic words. Zed jerked to his feet, closing the short gap to where Lucas and I were performing on the end of the bed. His hand stroked over my hair, gently, lovingly, and I reached out to wrap my fingers around his shaft.
At that first touch of my hand, he inhaled sharply, but when I leaned forward and ran my tongue around his tip, he leaned into me.
Lucas grunted and lay back onto the mattress, spreading his legs to push mine wider until I was balanced on my knees with my hands gripping Zed's waist. My aching lips closed around Zed's crown, sucking and tasting the salty sweetness of his pre-cum as he groaned.
A moment later, Zed's fingers threaded into my hair, holding me gently as I took him deeper into my throat. Lucas started moving beneath me, fucking me from below, and it was pushing me into a frenzy. I needed more... but I was in such a precariously balanced position I didn't know how to get it.