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.

She let her free hand drift up, touching his face. “I’m all right, Eric. I want this. I want you—all of you. Take me.”

Belle lifted her pelvis, unwilling to wait a moment longer to have him inside her. Eric groaned out her name and gripped her hips, piercing her hymen and surging into her.

A flare of pain lit inside her, a tearing sensation as he thrust all the way to the hilt. She yelped as he took complete possession, filling her to capacity and beyond. She struggled against him.

“Eric!”

“I know, baby,” he soothed. “I’m sorry it hurt. Take a deep breath. That’s it. Now exhale.”

She did exactly as he demanded while he remained totally still. Slowly, her body adjusted, stretched to accommodate his cock, softened, reshaped around him. Her mind calmed.

“You better now?” he asked after a long moment of nothing but harsh breaths filling the air.

“I think. Yeah.” She hoped.

“Thank god. You can’t know how fucking good it feels to be inside you.”

As he held still, forging himself deep inside her, his cock pulsed, a rhythm her heart matched. But sex involved far more than him staying stationary with his flesh buried in hers. Now that the pain had subsided, she wanted to know just how fabulous him being inside her could feel. She wiggled her hips to entice him.

“Shit. Baby, if you don’t stop moving, I’m going to come. I don’t want to do that yet. Let me make this good for you.”

The feel of him submerged inside her was already reigniting her desire. Knowing they were joined charged that desire into need.

“I’m ready. Eric, don’t make me wait.”

He seemed to take forever, his head bowed as he worked to take air into his lungs and grab hold of his self-control. Tate continued his gentle adoration of her breasts, all the while telling her how beautiful she was, how much they wanted her.

Finally Eric raised his head. Anticipation thrummed through her. “I’m going to make love to you, Belle, soft and sweet.”

Her sex cramped. Her heart caught. “Please.”

Oh so slowly, he withdrew almost to the edge of her cunt, dragging his cock over the sensitive flesh inside her. He took in a shuddering breath, then eased back in, dragging over nerves now tingling and spreading pleasure throughout her. Eric repeated the motion again, giving her more of his weight, arching his pelvis against hers and twisting slightly. The motion pressed on her clit as he forced his dick higher inside her.

Following her instincts, Belle worked with him, matching him thrust for thrust. The movements stimulated spots that fingers, lips, and tongues could not. Eric had barely introduced her to the gentle feel of his thrusts, and already she was soaring so much higher. Instead of someone heaping ecstasy on her, he was sharing it with her.

Belle curled her fingers into his shoulders and began spreading kisses along his jaw. Between deep, measured thrusts, he took her mouth, the kiss rough, punctuated by a long groan when he completely seated himself again.