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“Mmm, so tight. Your arse loves my fingers,” Tristan murmured.
Ezra hissed and shuddered.
“Can’t wait until you take my cock again.”
“Fuck.” Ezra breathed hard. “Jesus H Christ.” He tugged his balls down, stretching his sac and exhaling heavily. “I got tested six months ago. I haven’t been with anyone except for a few bathroom blow jobs. I wore a condom every time, and so did they.”
Tristan growled. “No more, Ez. You want that, you come to us. Got it?” He freed Ezra’s cock before wrapping his hand around his nape and hauled him in close, their foreheads touching. When Ezra nodded, Tristan kissed him hard, possessing him as their tongues tangled together.
I sobbed in frustration. I wanted to come.
I needed it.
“I have to taste you,” Flynn grunted against my lips as I jacked him off. “Want you to ride Ez. Think you can do that, Zee?”
“As long as the fucker doesn’t pull out,” I huffed.
When Tristan broke away from Ezra, he gestured to me with a tilt of his head, and Ezra moved, immediately scooping me in his arms and lifting me effortlessly. My world tilted again as he spun around and sat back on the table I’d just been spread out on. Tugging me tighter against his body, his arms pinning me to him, Ezra kissed me.
His hard body against mine and his long cock trapped between us scrambled my brain cells. I threaded my hands into his hair, sliding my fingers through silk as I tasted myself on his lips.
Lightheaded and dazed, I pulled back, but Ezra didn’t let me go far. “Believe me, Zali, I’ve waited years for this. I don’t think I could pull out once I get inside you.”
His eyes fluttered closed, and his kiss was slower, deeper. I rocked my hips, my juices coating his sac.
“That’s it, my little jailbird, coat my cock so I can fuck you.”
I snorted out a laugh, but it died on a moan when lips—Flynn’s—connected with my lower back. Tristan pressed his hand between my shoulder blades while with his other hand, he encouraged Ezra to lie down and me to go with him.
Flynn kissed a line down my spine, spreading my cheeks and running his tongue around my pucker. Like a man starving, he feasted, dipping lower into my cunt. I clenched tight, desperate to be filled.
He brushed his hand over me, but he was touching Ezra, shifting his cock from between us and jacking him. He licked us both, his tongue skittering over my skin before disappearing. Ezra moaned, the tendons in his throat tightening as he tensed.
“Fuck, Flynn, your mouth is magic.”
He hummed a response, the sound muffled by the mouthful of cock until there was a pop and he added, “Lift up, Zee.”
I did, moaning as Flynn notched Ezra’s cock against my opening. With Ezra’s hands on my waist, Flynn’s at my cunt, and Tristan’s twisting my nipples, I arched my back and sank down. He filled me, stretching my cunt around his cock. He was longer than both Flynn and Tristan, and as he hit my G-spot, fireworks exploded behind my closed eyelids.
With my face tilted up to the skies, I ground my hips down, choking out a moan when he bottomed out inside me.
“You’re beautiful together,” Flynn murmured, wonder in his voice, and Tristan agreed with a hum. Flynn brushed his fingertips over my arse, trailing them down to Ezra, who grunted when he started moving his hips, fucking up into me.
Flynn licked us, his tongue rimming me before shifting down and licking Ezra. He snaked a hand around my hip and pinched my clit between his fingers, working me as he devoured both of us.
My cunt clamped tight, and I rocked my hips harder, bracing myself against his perfectly sculpted pecs as I fucked him. My tits bounced, shocks of sensation going to my nipples with each thrust.
I wanted one of them in my arse and another in my mouth. I wanted dicks everywhere, men touching me, worshipping me. I wanted to be used and filled with cum. I wanted to come until I couldn’t stand, until I couldn’t even remember my name. I wanted to be an object they fucked, then fucked again, each taking their turn with me until I was wrecked. Stretched and open, leaking cum.
I wanted their mouths, their hands, their cocks.
“Look,” Tristan whispered in my ear, his deep voice hypnotic.
Opening my eyes, I spied Ry on the deck above us, his cargo pants pulled down to his thighs, his beautiful cock in his hand. My cunt spasmed, and Ezra cried out.
“You like that, don’t you? You’re our pretty little slut, aren’t you?” Tristan rasped in that sexy growl of his. “Can’t get enough of us. You want me in your arse? Hmm?”
“Yes, fuck yes,” I gasped.
