Art & Ink //Zauren?

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Dean slowly climbed onto the bed and on top of her while Zayn stayed put behind her. They locked eyes as he straddled her legs and began peeling off his shirt. Her breath caught once she got a full show of all his tattoos. Immediately, she noticed he had way more than Zayn along with a few thick scars across his chest that the ink could barely cover. Without thinking, she reached out to touch one.

"What happened?" Lauren asked as she traced the thick scar.

"Long story, old wounds. Nothing that would interest you."

You don't know what interests me, she thought to herself.

Before Lauren could get another word out, he pressed his lips against hers. Thats when she realized Dean kissed her earlier when she was blindfolded. His tongue swiped across hers and she tasted the familiar taste of mint. Her shaking hands pressed against his bare chest as one of his hand wandered between her legs as the other rested on her hip. Zayn kissed the side of her neck and she didn't doubt for a second the he could feel her rapid pulse.

Lauren dug her fingertips into Dean's shoulder blades as her eased two fingers into her. She was wet all over again. Her brows creased as she pulled away from his lips and Dean watched her succumb to pleasure.

"Yes," Lauren breathed, letting her head fall back against Zayn's shoulder.

Right as her orgasm began to creep up, Dean pulled his hand from between her legs. She exhaled in confusion and looked up at him.

Dean kissed her one more time before he said "turn over."

With a slow nod, she did. Zayn lied back on the bed as Lauren straddled his hips with her knees. Dean could feel how tense she was and tried his hardest to calm her down by caressing her sides and pressing kisses against her back. Zayn leaned up and kissed her passionately. Lauren was so distracted by his lips against hers that she didn't acknowledge Dean putting on a condom before he positioned himself behind her.

Lauren gasped when she felt him enter her from behind, filling her slowly so she could feel every inch.

Then the night began.

He began thrusting into her with hard strokes and she couldn't help but release a loud moan. Zayn leaned back on his elbows as he watched Lauren's expression carefully. He paid close attention to the way her mouth was agape as whimpers escaped and the way she struggled to look him in the eyes because she was too embarrassed to show him how much she enjoyed this.

"Look at me," Zayn demanded.

Slowly, she opened her eyes to meet his. His thumb traced her bottom lip just as Dean began rubbing her clit. Lauren clenched her teeth whined.

Zayn's erection pressed against his pants as he lied beneath their sweaty lust-drunk bodies. He'd wait his turn. Besides, they had all night long.

Lauren pressed both palms against Zayn's chest as her orgasm neared once again.

Dean reached around and wrapped his forearm around her neck to bring her back to his chest. Lauren held onto his inked forearm for dear life as he continued his hard thrusting.

"How bad do you want to come?"

Lauren squeezed her eyes shut and answered shamefully. 

"So bad."

Zayn ran a hand down her bare stomach and let it wander between her legs to take over the task to rub her clit.

"Beg me for it," Dean said.

With Dean's arm wrapped possessively around her neck and Zayn's hand rubbing her tenderly and persistently, she was definitely in a position to beg.

"Please," she turned her head to the side to peer at him in her peripheral vision. "please let me come, Dean." She made sure to put as much emphasis on his name as possible to show just how much she wanted her release.

"Come," he panted in her ear.

On command, Lauren let go and found her released. He moved his arm from around her neck and let her relax against Zayn's chest. He continued to thrust before he climaxed with a harsh groan.

Dean got off the bed to disposed of the condom and Zayn rolled Lauren onto her back. Lauren looked away as he pulled his shirt off and then pulled his fully erect cock out of his sweat pants.

"We're going to have to work on that," Zayn said.

Lauren locked eyes with him. "Work on what?"

"Eye contact."

Zayn smirked when she blushed with embarrassment.

"Ok."

He rolled a condom on and spread her thighs apart. Lauren's eyes rolled to the back of her head once he slowly buried himself inside her. Now aware of what she was doing wrong, Lauren continued to stare him in the eye while each of his thrust grew harder and deeper.

There was something so intimate about staring him into his dilated eyes while having him inside her.

The night went on and Lauren was brought to two more unbelievable orgasms thanks to Zayn. Dean came back to the bed and Lauren went at it with him again. The cycle went on and on before the two of them realized she could no longer take anymore.

The three of them lied in bed, listening to the sounds of their own breaths. Dean spooned her tired body while Lauren rested her head on Zayn's chest. The room was dark and finally calm.

And as they lied there naked, Lauren waited for regret to set in. It never did.