AND A THIRD MAKES IT EVEN (An Alex Turner Fanfiction)

Chapter 6- An Exploration of Outer Space

Zia stirred to consciousness gently, the wooziness of sleep melting away as awareness crept in. She lay in the heavenly soft bed, her arm resting against Miles' chest and her leg twined around his. Her head was on Alex's arm, and he was spooned against her with his other arm wrapped around her mid-riff.

She could feel Alex's hot breath on her shoulder, and shivered despite the heat from their bodies and the covers. And then she felt Miles' hand lightly stroke her thigh.

"Welcome back," his voice came a little gruff from sleep as he turned to face her. So obviously awake.

She blinked open her own eyes. He was so close, his mouth only a hair's breath away from hers. They were going to kiss, came the thought, as Miles smiled languidly at her. And then she felt Alex's lips graze against her neck. "Zia..." he breathed.

Her eyes widened, and she could see herself reflected in Miles' eyes filled with mirth. Her vision blurred as he caught her lips with his. He kissed her softly, lazily, as if there was all the time in the world, or perhaps time just ceased to exist in the moment. Unbidden to her, her dress had ridden up during their little nap and his hand continued to lightly stroke her exposed leg.

Alex pressed his lips to the back of her neck, his hands trailing down her open back, making her arch into him.

"You've tormented me all evenin', you know darlin'," he spoke against her hot skin as he trailed kisses down her back. Both Miles and Alex had been extremely aware of the tantalizing expanse of skin laid bare by her dress.

Zia gasped lightly as he nipped at her back, allowing Miles to deepen the kiss. She kissed him back with growing fervour, her free hand tracing down his front. So many buttons. She fumbled with the first few but then made short work of them all, and finally could touch him. Her nails brushed lightly against his side, and Miles chuckled into her mouth.

"You're an enchantress, Zia," he mumbled.

"You are..." Alex agreed as he turned her to lie on her back. They moved at the same time, nearly crashing against each other's mouth. He kissed her fervently, nipping and soothing, groaning when Zia caught his lower lip between her teeth.

Her hand played in circles around Miles' nipple, teasingly stroking it now and then, and he thought he'd go bloody mad if ever she stopped. He pushed her dress off one shoulder, gently biting into the skin, feeling her jerk a little in response. Alex had tugged the little number off the other shoulder and between the two of them they made short work of her dress.

They sat back a little to look at her, to drink her in as she lay gloriously stretched out in the middle of the bed, her beautiful skin glowing like dark honey in the dim yellow light.

And she wore a backless neon pink bra, they noticed.

They both grinned at that. "That's a spunky choice o' colour, love." Miles teased.

Zia grinned back, a little embarrassed, but shrugged it off.

"Why, thank you!" she said in a low, husky tone as she took it off in a fluid motion and sat up to face them. "But you know what I'm thinking? That you boys are way too overdressed for this party."

"Would gladly remedy tha', darlin'," came Alex's response. All their hands moved in frenzy, buttons and zips coming undone, as the need to feel each other's naked skin became a matter of urgency.

They were a jumble of limbs, teasing and touching and feasting upon any bit of fevered skin they could reach. Zia suckled on Alex's earlobe as he grabbed Miles' face, and pressed his lips to Miles'. Zia was entranced by the sight of the two. They were beautiful. Miles had his fingers scrunched up in Alex's hair as his lips moved against Alex's in a bruising kiss, and Alex's tongue plundered his mouth. Her nails raked up and down Alex's front, before pinching and tugging at his nipples. Alex let out a low groan, breaking away from Miles.

He caught hold of her hands, and both him and Miles moved in on her. It couldn't really have been possible for all three to kiss at once, and yet it seemed like they were, alternating between each other.

Zia found herself on her back again with these two beautiful men working their magic upon her from either side. She could feel their hardness pressed up against her and a dizzying wave of all the pent up desire that had been building up for days crashed upon her. Their skilled hands moved across her body. She gasped aloud when their mouths found her breasts and she wondered if it was possible to die from sheer pleasure. It was all too much of a sensual overload.

Miles wanted to devour her whole, he was mesmerised by her curves and edges. He wanted to be overwhelmed and possessed by her completely, and to overwhelm and possess her completely. He loved the response that Alex and him could evoke from her. She elicited the most delicious moans and sighs. It was like music to him. And then he nearly bit her too hard when he felt her soft hand wrap around his hardness. Holy fuck, he thought, as she stroked him. She was amazing.

Before long he caught hold of her wrist pulling her hand away. He didn't want it to end like this. He moved it instead to Alex, guiding the motions of her hand as they both drove Alex nearly to the brink. Alex pressed his forehead to her bosom, not able to catch his breath as he was overcome from the sensation of their two hands, one soft and other calloused, stroking him with a restless rhythm. "Enough," he rasped. "Enough."

The three of them just lay there then, breathing heavily. There was a timelessness about the moment. Everything since the time Zia had walked into that clearing had led up to this, and yet this felt like the beginning of something new and electrifying. Nothing was ever going to be the same again. Nothing was the same anymore.

And then Alex started moving down leaving open mouth kisses before laving at Zia's belly button. His hand ran up the inside of her thigh, before his thumb brushed at her entrance. He felt her breath hitch as his fingers pried her open, seeking her moist heat.

"So wet, Zia..." he whispered. He pressed his thumb against her swollen clitoris and she cried out softly. He ran lazy circles around it as Miles' fingers joined his. They continued their ministrations keeping her on the edge, but not letting her tip off. And when Miles bent to taste her, Zia thought she would go mad if she hadn't already! She was coiled up so tight but there was no release from their relentless pleasuring and she nearly cried in frustration. She could feel the vibrations of Miles' rumbling laugh. Oh, they were such cruel marauders!

"Easy there, darlin'," Alex said looking towards Miles who nodded at him. He climbed up to kiss her and then entered her in a swift motion. As he moved against her he felt like he was drowning, falling deep deep under her spell, and he didn't ever want to resurface.

Zia had nearly arched off the bed when Alex took her, and buried her face in the crook of Miles' arm. She soon came undone gasping for breath and it wasn't long before Alex did too. But there wasn't to be any rest or reprieve. Miles pulled her into his arms nibbling and sucking at her neck, his fingers grazing of their own accord all over her. She'd barely come down from her high and he was winding her up again. They both were. And oh, how she needed him too! She wouldn't be sated until she'd had him as well. "Miles?"

"Alrigh', love?" Miles asked. "Mhmm..." came her response in a low whisper. "Not without you."

Miles didn't need it to be spelled out for him. He pulled her on top of him so she straddled him, letting her control the pace. Alex settled behind her, helping and guiding her movements and they all seemed to move in tandem. Miles was overwhelmed by her pliable heat and knew he wasn't going to last long. He grabbed a fistful of Zia's hair pulling her down for a bruising kiss as he came hard. Alex's fingers had found her core again and he drove Zia to her own shuddering release.

They collapsed in a tangled heap then, their laboured breathing the only sound in the room.