When Rivals Love (Bayshore Rivals 3)

“That looks… painful,” I say quietly.

“It is. I’m so hard it hurts. It’s what you do to me, Harlow. Always. Every time I’m in your presence, my cock is hard.”

“Maybe I can do something about it?” I try my most seductive voice, and judging by the growl coming from Oliver’s chest, I’m doing pretty good.

“Fuck yeah,” he groans as I wrap my fingers around his length. Giving him a hard squeeze, I revel in the way his eyes squeeze shut, and his hands curl into fists.

“I never thought it would be possible for me to want all three of you, but I do. Each of you do something to me that I can’t explain.”

Oliver’s eyes open then, the brown in them almost black, leaving only a small ring of brown behind, “You make us whole.” He hisses out, his muscular chest rising and falling as he inhales. There is nothing like the power I hold over these three men. The way they fall to their knees for me. Stroking him faster, I swirl my thumb over the head of his cock and down his slit. Pre-cum beads the tip, and I smear in over his length, my eyes mesmerized with the motion.

“I need to fuck you, Harlow,” Oliver’s voice is raw with emotions and reaches down inside of me, sinking its claws deep into my core.

“I want you so bad…” I murmur, as I release his cock, and take a step back. His eyes smolder as he stalks toward me, lifting me in one fluid motion. In seconds, I’m in his arms, my back pressed against the tile wall of the shower, my legs wrapped around his middle. His swollen cock bumps against my clit and I suck a labored breath in through my teeth. Oliver stares down at me, watching me, knowing that he holds power over my body and my heart.

“Every night….” His cock brushes against my soaked entrance, and I sink my nails into his shoulder, urging him on. “I think about stealing you from my brothers’ beds to have my way with you.”

Feeling as if I might die if he doesn’t start fucking me, I grin and say, “You should.”

That must set him off because he pulls back and slams into me, making the air in my lungs still, and my entire body shake with tremors of pleasure.

“Fuck, there is nothing like sinking into you. So tight, so warm, so fucking perfect,” he pants, pistoning his hips, sinking deeper inside of me. His fingers dig into my flesh hard enough to leave bruises, and I want him to. I want him to mark me. Everything around me fades away as Oliver fucks me into oblivion. My nails rake down his chest, and he hisses at the pain.

Then he starts to swivel his hips between thrusts, the head of his dick brushing against what I now know is my g-spot.

“Ahhh, Oliver…” I mewl. Strands of wet hair stick to my face, but I couldn’t care less how I look in this moment. All I can do is hold on for dear life as Oliver takes from me, fucking me to the brink of insanity. The orgasm I’ve been chasing for the last couple of minutes stirs deep in my core and slithers up my spine.

“I’m going to come…” I whimper, staring into Oliver’s eyes. He’s looking at me with a determination I’ve never seen, a wicked grin on his handsome face.

“Fuck yeah, you are, all over my cock…” His dirty words only add to the pleasure, and within seconds I’m going off, launching into space like a rocket. My pussy clenches around his length, and just from the grunts and pants that he’s making, I know he’s close, and strangely, I want his come like I’ve never wanted it before. I want it inside of me, marking me, claiming me.

“Fill me with your come, Oliver, fill me…” I plead through the sound of blood swooshing in my ears. With a steel grip and a growl, I’m pretty sure his brothers can hear, he comes, his thighs shaking, his head tipped back, exposing his throat. Acting on impulse, I nip at that unmarred skin and smile when I feel his cock jump inside of me.

Sucking the pain of my bite away, I wait for him to come floating back down to me. Seconds later, he’s staring down at me and gently placing me back down on my feet, and with the loss of his cock inside of me, I feel like I’ve lost a piece of my soul.

“I love you, Harlow, and I’d love you even if you didn’t fuck me like you love me back. You’re it for me.” He peppers kisses against my face, and I start to giggle.

“You’re welcome, and the feeling is mutual, you definitely know how to make a girl feel good.”