Alex stood outside Catherine’s bedroom door, trying to control his racing heart.
It wasn’t working.
His pulse thundered in his ears, blood rushing hot through his veins, and no amount of steady breathing was going to calm him down.
Not when he knew what waited on the other side of this door.
His first threeso.
The fantasy that every man claid to want but few ever experienced... and he was about to live it with two of the most powerful, beautiful won he’d ever known.
Both waiting for him.
Together.
Wanting him.
Alex’s hand hovered near the door handle, and he forced himself to pause. To process.
He’d already been with Catherine today... taken her virginity, fucked her in the pool, felt her mouth on him alongside Victoria’s.
He’d been with Victoria countless tis... knew her body intimately, her sounds, what made her scream his na.
But this?
Both of them together in a bed, focused entirely on him?
This was different.
This was power incarnate waiting to devour him.
He could hear movent inside. Soft sounds. A whispered conversation that cut off abruptly.
They knew he was there.
Making him wait.
Building the anticipation.
Alex’s hand finally touched the door handle, cool tal against his palm.
He took one more breath.
Then pushed the door open.
The bedroom was breathtaking.
Not in the way Victoria’s was... elegantly designed but lived-in, personal.
This was a statent.
Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking manicured grounds. Furniture that probably cost more than most people’s cars. Art on the walls that belonged in museums. Everything in shades of deep grey and silver, accented with black... cold, powerful, utterly Catherine.
The bedroom of Catherine Blackwood.
But all those thoughts vanished the mont Alex’s eyes found the bed.
Massive... custom-built, clearly... with silk sheets in that sa signature grey.
And on it, positioned at the foot facing him, were Victoria and Catherine.
On their hands and knees.
Side by side.
Completely naked.
Asses raised, backs arched, looking back over their shoulders at him with matching wicked smiles.
Alex’s blood rushed south so fast he actually felt dizzy.
"Well?" Victoria purred, shifting her hips slightly.
"What do you think of the view?"
Catherine matched the movent... a synchronized sway of hips that made Alex’s mouth go dry.
"Like what you see?" Catherine asked, voice husky and knowing.
They knew exactly what they were doing to him.
Knew the sight of them like this... powerful won reduced to this position, offering themselves... would break sothing fundantal in his brain.
"Or do you need a better angle?" Victoria suggested.
They both shifted again... arching deeper, spreading slightly, giving him an absolutely devastating view of everything.
Alex’s control snapped.
He moved.
Crossed the room in three strides, already hard enough to hurt.
He climbed onto the bed behind them, and both won made small sounds of approval.
But it wasn’t just approval.
It was anticipation.
Both of them hoping... silently competing... for who he’d choose first.
Victoria shifted her hips, arching deeper, the movent deliberate and enticing.
Catherine matched it imdiately, not to be outdone, shaking her ass with clear invitation.
Back and forth they moved, a silent competition playing out through body language.
Pick .
Choose .
The display was hypnotic... two powerful won reduced to this eager competition for his attention, and Alex felt the power of the mont settle over him like a physical weight.
His instinct had been to go to Victoria first... familiar territory... but he caught Catherine’s expression in his peripheral vision.
That flash of disappointnt.
The recognition that she’d be second again.
Always second to Victoria.
Alex’s hand shifted from Victoria to Catherine instead, and he watched Victoria’s face carefully.
Expecting jealousy. Possessiveness. So negative reaction.
Instead, Victoria smiled.
Genuine and warm and approving.
Because she understood.
Catherine needed this... needed to be chosen first, needed to feel essential rather than secondary.
And Victoria was secure enough in her position to allow it.
To want it, even.
"Good choice," Victoria murmured, settling into position beside Catherine, their bodies so close their hips touched. "Take care of her first."
The permission in her voice made it clear... this wasn’t Alex choosing Catherine over Victoria.
This was all three of them taking care of each other.
Building sothing together.
Catherine’s breath caught as Alex’s other hand joined the first on her hips, positioning himself behind her.
"Alex..." she started, voice already trembling with need.
"Shh," he murmured. "Patience."
Then instead of entering her, he pressed himself against her entrance... just the tip.. and dragged his length up through her wetness.
Coating himself.
Teasing.
Not giving her what she desperately needed.
"Please," Catherine gasped, pushing her ass back toward him desperately, trying to take him inside.
But Alex’s grip on her hips was firm, controlling, holding her in place, keeping her exactly where he wanted her.
"Please what?" he asked, dragging himself through her wetness again.
"Please... stop teasing..." Catherine managed, still trying to push back against him, her hips moving with clear desperation.
Another slow drag.
Another press against her entrance that didn’t follow through.
She could feel him right there, so close, but Alex wouldn’t let her take him.
"Tell what you need," Alex commanded softly.
"You!" Catherine practically scread, pushing back harder, all composure shattered. "I need you inside ... please...
I can’t... I can’t take anymore..."
Victoria watched from beside them, eyes dark with arousal at seeing her powerful friend reduced to desperate begging.
"Since you finally learned how to ask properly." Alex said.
And finally... he pushed inside her in one long, devastating thrust.
Catherine’s scream filled the bedroom... raw and unrestrained and absolutely perfect.
"Oh God... " she gasped. "Yes... yes... finally..."
Relief and pleasure and overwhelming sensation all crashing through her at once.
Her fingers gripped the silk sheets as Alex filled her completely, and for a mont she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, could only feel.
Alex’s hands tightened on her hips, pulling her back to et each thrust, and Catherine felt sothing crack open inside her chest.
Not just pleasure... though that was building with devastating intensity.
But belonging.
Being wanted.
Being first.
"You feel incredible," Alex said, voice rough with desire and honest appreciation.
Catherine’s response was incoherent... just sounds of pleasure as he set a rhythm that had her seeing stars.
She’d thought the pool had been good.
This was better.
Deeper.
More intense.
Every thrust hit sothing inside her that made her entire body light up.
"Look at you," Victoria’s voice ca from beside them, admiring and warm. "Taking him so well. Like you were made for this."
Catherine turned her head slightly, eting Victoria’s gaze, and found nothing but approval there.
No jealousy.
No resentnt.
Just her best friend watching her get exactly what she needed with genuine happiness.
Then Victoria moved.
Graceful and predatory, she crawled across the bed until she was beside Alex, and her hand ca up to cup his face.
"My turn for attention," she murmured, pulling him into a kiss.
Alex didn’t break rhythm... kept fucking Catherine with steady, deep thrusts while his mouth opened for Victoria.
The kiss was filthy.
All tongue and teeth and desperate hunger.
Victoria’s free hand tangled in his hair, holding him in place, claiming his mouth while he claid Catherine’s body.
Catherine watched them kiss and felt her arousal spike impossibly higher.
The sight of them together... her best friend and the man currently inside her... shouldn’t have been this hot.
But it was.
God, it was.
Victoria pulled back from the kiss, and her eyes were dark with desire.
"Don’t stop," she told Alex. "Keep making her feel good."
Then her lips trailed down.
Kissing along his jaw.
Down his neck.
Finding his collarbone and tracing it with her tongue.
Alex groaned, hips jerking forward harder, and Catherine cried out at the increased intensity.
"Fuck... Victoria... " Alex managed.
"Keep going," Victoria murmured against his skin. "I want to feel you work."
Her mouth moved lower.
Across his chest, tongue tracing the defined muscles there.
Finding his nipple and circling it with deliberate slowness, making him shudder.
Catherine felt the change in his rhythm... less controlled, more desperate... and realized Victoria was deliberately driving him crazy.
Using her mouth to enhance what he was feeling while he fucked Catherine.
Making it better for all three of them.
"God, look at these," Victoria breathed, hands running over Alex’s chest appreciatively. "So strong. So perfect."
Her tongue traced lower.
Following the valley between his pecs.
Down to his abs, feeling each muscle flex and contract with his movents.
"You’re gorgeous," Victoria whispered against his stomach. "Absolutely gorgeous when you’re like this."
Then she moved lower still.
Shifting position on the bed, getting down near where Alex and Catherine were joined.
Catherine’s breath caught as she realized what Victoria was doing.
"Victoria..." she gasped.
"Shh," Victoria replied. "Let appreciate the view."
Her hand ca to Alex’s hip first, feeling the flex of muscle as he thrust.
Then lower.
Fingers wrapping around the base of his shaft where it disappeared into Catherine, feeling the slick heat, the evidence of their coupling.
Alex groaned, rhythm faltering. "Fuck... "
"Keep moving," Victoria commanded softly. "I want to feel everything."
Her fingers traced where they were joined... delicate, exploring touches that made both Alex and Catherine shudder.
Feeling him slide out.
Feeling him thrust back in.
Feeling Catherine stretched around him, taking him deep.
"So beautiful," Victoria murmured. "Both of you. The way you fit together."
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