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He smiles down at me. “I like you best when you look like this.”
Then he walks behind me, and I hear him doing something, but I’m not quite sure what. Until I feel his hands on the back of my thighs, pushing them apart. And then he appears in between my legs, on his back and looking up at me.
“Sit.”
I do, and his tongue lashes out at me, like he’s still angry that I talked back to him. My moans come out garbled and muffled, since my mouth is still full of his cum. It’s an odd sensation, and yet another thing I’ve never done before.
Elliot’s hands come to my hips, steadying me, and I realize I’ve been rocking against his face.
“Sit still, or I won’t let you come.”
I whimper, my hands grasping his. Then he goes back to work, sucking my clit into his mouth.
Oliver kneels in front of me, his lips brushing across the skin of my jawbone. When he runs the pads of his thumbs over my nipples, and then pinches them between his fingers, it takes everything in my willpower not to scream.
“Fuck,” he mutters. “You’re so goddamned hot like this.”
Then he leans down and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. His tongue flicks it back and forth, and it sends the first wave of my undoing through me.
All I can do is keep my mouth clamped shut as my orgasm rips through me. Oliver catches me when I fall forward, and Elliot gives me one last lick before sliding out from underneath me.
He comes around to stand over me. “Show me one last time.”
I open my mouth, panting.
“Swallow.”
I do. I swear, I’ve never wanted to obey a man before these three. But now, I’m ready to do whatever the hell any of them tell me to.
“Such a good girl,” Oliver says before pressing his lips to mine in a kiss that takes my breath away. “Mmm. Ell, you taste good on her.”
Oliver pulls me up, and Rhett comes behind me. At some point, they both stripped. I take a deep breath to calm the butterflies that appear in my stomach at the sight of them.
“Are you ready for more, princess?”
I nod.
Rhett comes behind me, palming my ass. “Bend over, sweetheart, and relax.”
Oh god.
I do, and he slowly pulls the butt plug out of me. He disappears for a moment, coming back with a bottle of lube in his hands and a smirk on his face.
Oliver bites my ear lightly. “We’re both going to fill you, and you’re going to take it like the good little slut you are.”
“Oh, fuck,” I whisper as Oliver picks up one of legs, holding it to give them more room. I help guide his cock to my entrance, and we both moan when he slips inside.
Once he’s settled into a decent pace, I feel Rhett fill me from behind. He’s gentle, easing into me slowly.
My head falls back and hits his chest.
“Relax, sweetheart,” he whispers in my ear.
Oliver slows, giving me a chance to catch my breath. Rhett pushes himself in further, holding onto my hips.
“You’re doing so well, Wren.” I don’t know who says it—I’m too lost in the new sensations, in the way they both feel inside me.
My eyes meet Elliot’s, and I find him watching with an appreciative look on his face. But I only catch his gaze for a moment before my eyes close from pure bliss.
