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“I think he can wallow in it since it’s his fault.”

He was becoming tense so I dropped it, sliding my arms around his neck.

“Neither of us have clean clothes to change into, you know that right?” His hands slid over my ass, giving it a firm squeeze.

“We’ll just have to stay in here until Knox comes looking for you.” He kissed me hard, pushing his tongue into my mouth with a groan, deepening the kiss as he tasted Knox, his dick pressing against me.

He tested my reaction as he slid it between my thighs to rub against my pussy, only going further when I moaned and lifted my leg, offering him more of me.

“You want me to fuck Knox’s cum in deeper?”

“Fuck, yes.” I was such a fucking whore and I regretted nothing.

The thought of Drake fucking me right after Knox was making me horny, my fingernails digging into his shoulders as he pushed his dick inside me before grabbing my other leg, lifting me completely and sandwiching me between himself and the tiles.

The pace was slow but it felt so good, my head dropping back against the wall as he kissed across my throat.

“Do you think you can come again or did he already take them all?” he murmured, nipping at my skin and going a little faster.

“Maybe one more,” I groaned, clinging to him and having no choice but to just hold on as he fucked me into the damn wall.

He cursed as he came before I could, dropping one of my legs to slide his hand between us and rub at my clit until I finished too, my pussy clenching around him greedily.

“Fuck, Drake. Condom.” My brain cells started coming back to me as panic filled me. He’d come a lot from what I could feel dripping down my legs, and in the moment we’d forgotten to be careful.

He stepped back from me, rinsing us both under the water that was surprisingly still warm. “Shit.” He washed my pussy carefully, the door to the main room opening just as Knox growled.

“I fucking told you to hurry up. What are you doing in there?” I wasn’t going to hide the fact I’d just been on Drake’s dick, so I opened the stall door.

“Sorry, I ended up with company. Can you get us some clothes?” I put my hands on my hips, letting him check me out before his eyes moved over my shoulder to Drake who was lowkey freaking out about the forgotten condom.

“You really are a cock-hungry cunt, Whitlock,” Knox grunted. “The fuck’s up with you, Drake?”

“Do we have Plan B here?” he blurted out, and Knox rolled his eyes.

“Jesus Christ. Seriously? Stay here. I’ll find you some clothes.” He stormed off, and I shut the stall door before turning to face Drake again.

“How do I get my hands on birth control without having a doctor and filling in a bunch of paperwork?”

I bet they hadn’t thought about that. Any kind of contraception was going to require a medical report and a paper trace with my address that my father could find.

Drake sighed, taking my hand and pulling me closer.

“If you want it, we can organize it. We know people. Once Knox gets back we can discuss it if you want.” I definitely did because I've had way too many risks lately.

There was no way in hell that I wanted to bring kids into my fucked-up life.

Chapter Sixteen

Knox

Drake was a fucking dumbass. I knew my sperm didn’t work but his was stupidly active. He got his tested after I did because he was a curious bastard.

I didn’t knock before walking into Cruz’s room, his eyes narrowing as he watched me from the bed.

“What are you doing?”

“Drake and the walking cum-bucket jumped in the shower together without taking clothes with them.” I rummaged in the closet, a sigh leaving him.

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