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“Party?” I raise a brow. I mean, I’m having a good time, but it’s hardly my idea of a party.

“You’ll see.” He winks, starting us another game. It doesn’t take long for me to get into the game and nearly forget I’m in Mica’s lap.

“I want to kiss every inch of your body, Belle,” he whispers low in my ear. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

I squirm, looking over at Kelly to see if he heard his friend talking dirty.

“Focus, Maurice,” Kelly snaps, and I narrowly manage to avoid being eaten by a giant zombie.

“Let me fuck that sweet pussy with my tongue, Belle,” Mica says, and I gasp. His words are more than I can take. I toss the controller down and hop off Mica’s lap.

“I need sleep!” I announce abruptly, and hustle off to the room, crossing my fingers that Mica gets the hint and follows me soon.

I strip out of my clothes and climb into bed naked.

Much to my delight, I don’t have to wait long for the knock on my door. What I’m not expecting is for both Kelly and Mica to step into the room.

“You okay with this?” Mica asks. I look between the two very sexy men and nod.

“Who wouldn’t be? Have you seen yourselves? You’re Greek fucking gods…”

“And tonight you’re our goddess,” Mica adds quietly. I swear, if I wasn’t already naked, my clothes would have jumped off my body.

I don’t know what I did in a past life to deserve this, but I am so grateful to that other me. These men… damn.

A moment of self-doubt creeps in, but I shake it off. If they didn’t want me, they wouldn’t be here. My value isn’t based on what someone else thinks of me. I’m good enough because I say I am.

“I have to be honest, I’ve done a lot of wild things in my life, but I’ve never actually had a three-way. Well. Not with two men anyway…” I say.

“Wait, what?” Kelly asks, while Mica just grins.

“Focus, Bro. There’s a very naked, very sexy woman lying in bed before us. I don’t give a shit if she’s fucked her way through an entire all-girl’s convent school, tonight she’s ours. So why don’t you get her all worked up, while I go get my special tongue ring,” Mica says to Kelly. Both men grin mischievously.

“Special tongue ring?” I ask nervously, and both men shrug in sync like they practiced it. I watch as Mica walks to the door, but then Kelly pulls off his shirt, revealing his unbelievable colorful ink and delectable abs, and suddenly I’m distracted.

My mind flashes to the moment we shared in the ocean, and I want to feel the hard press of him between my thighs again. Now.

Kelly grips my ankles and tugs me to the edge of the bed, before dropping to his knees and throwing my legs over his shoulders. I drop my head back, ready for the feel of his mouth on my center, but Kelly kisses my thigh instead.

The scruff of his facial hair against the delicate skin steals my breath, and I moan loudly. Every inch of my skin feels electrified from Mica’s teasing touches and whispered words, so it’s no wonder I’m already overly sensitive after one kiss from Kelly.

Kelly sucks the skin of my thighs between his lips harshly, and I arch at the bite of pain. I lift my head and look down to see a hickey is already forming. I don’t even care. I don’t want him to stop.

Kelly moves up, gently kissing my hip, before biting down, and I lose myself to the sensation. I close my eyes once again, just enjoying the feel of his lips on my skin, but when a hot mouth closes over my nipple, I nearly combust.

“Oh god! I-is that vibrating?!” I cry out in disbelief, and then whimper as my eyes snap open in time to see Mica pulling away. I didn't even hear him return. He grins at me, showing me his tongue, and I gasp at the sight of it vibrating.

Kelly takes the opportunity while I’m distracted to circle a finger over my clit, and I drop my head back once again as Mica closes his mouth over my nipple once more.

“I think she likes it,” Kelly says, and I nod my head enthusiastically.

“Fuck yes!” I cry, and Kelly pulls his finger away at the same moment Mica releases my nipple. “Wait!” I protest, but the men are switching positions.

I watch with hungry eyes as Mica drops between my spread thighs and kisses a trail from my knees to my center and back again.

“Stop torturing me!” I demand, but Mica’s response is to blow hot air against my center. I whimper as he lightly kisses my clit, and I writhe beneath him, trying to press against his mouth.

Just when I think I’ll lose my mind, Mica presses his magic tongue to my clit, and Kelly sucks my nipple hard. My hips buck, my back arches, and I keen.

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