Jace grabbed a handful of Eric’s hair and yanked him backward. “You’re supposed to watch, not participate.”
“I can’t taste if I don’t participate.”
“Too bad.”
Aggie was a little disappointed that Jace had stopped Eric. Her clit throbbed with excitement. She began to rise and fall faster over Jace’s thick cock, rotating her hips to rub herself against his pubic bone with each downward motion. Eric had stopped stroking his cock. His oil-slick hand slid over Aggie’s hip to her ass. Aggie’s eyes met Eric’s, and he smiled at her knowingly. Her gaze shifted to Jace. He had his eyes closed and was completely unaware that Eric was touching her, sliding his fingertips down the crack of her ass, slipping the tip of one long finger into her ass. She groaned and rocked backward. His finger slid deeper. Aggie’s eyes drifted closed.
“What are you doing?” Jace asked.
“Her ass is lonely, Jace. Look at her. She likes it. She wants it.”
She did, but only if Jace was okay with it. Eric slid a second finger into her ass, and she shuddered.
“Do you like that?” Jace asked.
She bit her lip and nodded slightly.
“Okay, then.”
Eric shifted, and his fingers slid deeper.
“Oh God,” Aggie groaned, grinding against Eric’s hand and Jace’s cock.
“I’m on it,” Eric said.
He pulled his fingers out and moved to sit behind her. He straddled Jace’s legs, sliding right up against Aggie’s back. Eric took a moment to apply a condom and then she felt his cock against her ass. Slippery fingers lubricated her passage, and then he pressed the head of his cock inside her back entrance. She sucked a breath through her teeth. Eric grabbed her hips and pulled her downward. Her body strained to accept two cocks deep inside her. Full. Oh God, so full. She couldn’t breathe.
Jace sat up, and she sank lower. She cried out, shuddering uncontrollably.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Jace growled at Eric over her shoulder.
“Sharing?” Eric tried.
Aggie lifted her hips a bit, and their cocks slid out slightly. Even that little friction had her completely overwhelmed. “Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.”
“She is totally getting off,” Eric said. “Just go with it.”
“Your balls are touching mine,” Jace said between clenched teeth.
“What’s a little sac connection between friends?”
Jace hesitated. “Aggie?”
“Too much,” she gasped.
“You heard her, Eric. Pull out.”
“You guys are killing me,” Eric said.
“Deal with it.”
Eric huffed, but backed out. Aggie exhaled in relief. Jace’s thick girth was more than enough for her, but she had enjoyed Eric’s long, thin fingers.
“What do you need to get off, baby?” Jace asked her.
“Honestly, Jace, I just need you,” she whispered, “but his fingers felt amazing.”
Jace and Eric exchanged glances over her shoulder. A few seconds later, fingers massaged her back opening in a firm circular motion. She groaned and ground her hips, hoping to coax one of those fingers inside. She held Jace’s face between her breasts and kissed the top of his head, love welling up into her chest, her throat, her eyes. Her feelings for him were so strong that she thought they might suffocate her. Her Jace. So selfless. So giving. Oh, how she loved him.
When she released her hold, Jace dropped back on the bed and shifted his hips so she could ride him. She rose and fell over him, driving him deep and watching his face as they shared pleasure. Eyes closed, he bit his lip and gave her total control. Aggie’s gaze moved to the cuff on his wrist. She unsnapped the wide bracelet and lifted his bare wrist to her lips, kissing the scars there. His eyes flipped open. I love you, she mouthed as she continued to kiss his wrist. He watched her as if fascinated. His slight smile brightened with each stroke of her lips.
“I’m getting bored back here,” Eric said.
Jace stiffened as if he’d forgotten Eric was still present. Aggie chuckled.
“Then maybe you should leave,” Jace said.
“If Aggie would just lean forward a bit, I could see better.” Eric placed a hand on the center of her back and pushed until he was satisfied with her position. “That’s better.” Eric’s fingers slipped inside her ass and pressed deep.
“Oh!” Her eyelids fluttered as attainment of release became her goal. Jace moved both hands to hold her breasts as she rode him harder and faster. He plucked at her nipples until she thought she’d go mad.
“That’s it,” Eric said. “Fuck him, Aggie.”
She could hear Eric stroking himself behind her. She found herself moving to match his rhythm. Jace’s back arched unexpectedly, lifting his hips off the bed and driving himself deep into Aggie’s body. His eyes squeezed shut as he called out in bliss.
“Jace lost,” Eric said. “He came first.” He sucked a breath through his teeth. “I’m about to join him.”
“If you come on me, I will kill you,” Jace said to Eric.
He didn’t come on Jace. He came on Aggie’s ass. She felt his fluids hit her skin—warm and thick. “God, that’s hot,” Eric groaned and rubbed the head of his cock in his cum to spread it over her skin.
“You really need to find yourself a woman,” she said. “Preferably a porn star.”
“I’d rather share you with little man.”
“Not sure why we let you participate,” Jace grumbled. “I satisfy her better on my own.”
Eric flopped down on the bed beside Jace. “Because I’m your best buddy, and you don’t want me to die from a giant case of blue balls?”
“I don’t think that’s fatal,” Aggie said.
“Have you ever had blue balls?” Eric asked.
She grinned and flipped her gaze to the ceiling. “Well…”
“They’re not just for Smurfs.”
Jace laughed and reached up to tug Aggie down against his chest to cuddle her against him. “Wouldn’t that be a constant condition for them?”
“Poor little guys,” Eric said with a troubled scowl.
“That probably has more to do with them only having one female in their species, more than their skin color,” Jace said.
Eric laughed.
“I bet Smurfette gets a lot of UTIs,” Aggie said.
Eric guffawed until Aggie thought he was going to pass out from lack of air. After several minutes, he wiped the tears from his eyes, still chuckling sporadically. “You guys kill me.”
Aggie snuggled closer to Jace’s chest. Did he see it now? How much he meant to Eric?
Eric stretched his arms over his head and yawned. “I could go for a nap. Are you going to finish her on your own? I don’t have the energy. Haven’t been getting enough sleep.”
Jace rolled his eyes and shook his head. “You’re worthless.”
“Maybe,” Eric said, “but at least I don’t have a daisy tattooed on the top of my foot.”
“Ass.” Jace punched him in the arm and received a retaliating blow in return.
Aggie just grinned. Watching Jace’s walls crumble was the greatest gift he could give her.
Chapter 35
Jace removed his sling and stretched his injured arm above his head. There was barely any pain now, but his strength had diminished significantly since he’d been wearing the damned thing. It was time to become proactive in his recovery so he could get back in the show. Screw Jon. This was Jace’s band now. He was fucking sick of taking the backseat, not pursuing what he wanted, worrying about how everyone else felt. Jace left the tour bus and went to find Sed in the back of the equipment truck. Sed could usually be found there lifting weights, especially when he was sexually frustrated. Since he hadn’t seen his fiancée in almost a month, he was bulking up like a Mr. Olympian contestant.