AMOUR

Chapter 47.*

JORDAN

It was different today. It felt different as we moved up the stairs to our room. It felt different as Roya undressed Denver while I undressed Roya. All of us wearing minimal clothing only made it easier.

As Roya pushed Denver onto the bed, straddling him to take over his lips, I got rid of my own clothes.

I got behind Denver, onto the bed, on my knees as I face to face with Roya. A sudden urge rose inside me and I fisted Denver's hair, tugging his head back as I broke their kiss. My other hand went to Roya's throat, grabbing her to bring her lips to mine. My grip on Denver's hair never loosened and the groan that left his mouth as I tugged it harder while he sucked on Roya's nipples told me that he liked it too.

It felt different today because Roya and I wanted to make Den feel good. It wasn't about Roya today. It was about Denver.

When Roya and I broke apart, Denver moved back as I shifted. He supported his back on the headboard. Roya following up to him as she kissed him again. Harder this time. His forehead creased into the kiss like there was so much pain in him and Roya was erasing it with her love.

I felt this need to erase his pain too. But I didn't know how.

My hands move to Roya's folds, finding them dripping wet. I didn't mention that. I didn't tell her how fucking wet she was or hoe fucking sexy she looked taking control because this time it was about him.

Roya moaned into Denver's mouth, lowering herself over his cock, rubbing it with herself.

Denver's kiss became harsher. Roya's one hand reached Denver's throat while her other held my cock.

We worked together. Everything creating this intensity. Their kiss. Her rubbing herself over his cock. Me working her pussy. Her hand on my cock. It was all so pure and impure at the same time.

Denver groaned in her mouth once more and I leaned down next to his ear.

"Shhh," I whispered, "there are other's in the house," I reminded him and he sighed in the kiss.

Roya's speed on my cock became faster leading to a chain reaction as I curled my fingers in her, increasing my speed as well. This made her jerk and rub harder on Denver further leading to Denver biting her lip almost drawing blood.

I figured it was getting too much for us and removed my hand from inside Roya. Everyone broke apart, heaving. We just looked at each other. Not our bodies or how we were already glistening or how naked we were. We looked in each other's eyes.

I realized something. I realized that I love Roya. I love Roya but I love Den too. It's not just us and her. It's us. All three of us. And I don't know what this means but I just know it is how I feel.

Roya turns around on Den, straddling him backwards as I get in front of her knowing she would like to suck my cock while she fucks him.

I don't lie down, I stay up in a sitting position wanting to see their faces as Roya lowers herself over Denver's cock, biting her lip to keep in her moans. Denver kisses her shoulder, sucking on it to drown out his sounds.

Once Roya adjusts, she starts moving. I tilt my head to look at Denver to see his eyes shut as his head rests on the back of the bed. His hands on Roya's waist, helping her.

When Roya gains herself back from the feeling of filling herself, she leans down to my cock, still moving on Denver's.

Teasing my tip just like always does before sucking us, she takes as much of me as she can in the first time. Her hands reaching where her mouth can't.