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“Yep,” Chase replies. “Now, since we didn’t ask you so you can’t break up with us, have you finished your tantrum?”

“I—” I just shake my head.

“Thought so.” He heads my way, stopping when his warm mug touches my heaving chest. “Want to be our girlfriend, Beck Danvers? Because I really fucking want to be your boyfriend.”

Run, my head screams.

“I want you to be our girlfriend.” Trav kisses my neck, making me jump, and Chase moves slightly as Kolton grins at me.

“I want you any way I can have you,” he admits.

“I can’t date all three of you,” I whisper in shock.

“Why not?” Trav murmurs, licking my neck. “You can date whoever you want. As long as you’re happy, other people’s opinions don’t fucking matter. Plus, we like sharing you.” I shiver at the implication in his voice as Kolton nods.

“It’s true. We do.”

“And since I can’t kill these two and have you for myself, it looks like you are stuck with all three of us,” Chase adds.

“I didn’t say yes,” I defend uselessly.

“Say yes,” Trav whispers seductively, “and we’ll show you that being our girlfriend has its perks.”

“Like triple the orgasms.” Chase smirks, licking his lips as I follow the movement.

Swallowing, I glance at Kolton. He’s sane, so he’ll help me. “Say yes,” he murmurs. “Because let’s face it, Beck, you are already our girlfriend. We just didn’t label it. Say yes and let us spoil you. Let us worship the fucking ground you walk on.”

“I—”

“Baby, you almost went to prison for Kolton, so you can’t fool us,” Trav murmurs, biting my ear. “Say yes.” His hand slides down my exposed thigh.

“Yes.” The word tumbles out before I realize it, and it’s too late to take it back.

Chase smiles widely, and Kolton can’t seem to contain himself. Trav kisses my pulse. “Good girl.”

Chase heads my way, taking a big sip of his coffee and then tipping my head back with a hand in my hair. He forces my mouth open and spits it inside. “Swallow, baby, you’re going to need your energy for what we have planned.”

I do as I’m told, and for once, I don’t care. I give into them. Everything else can be tomorrow’s problems. Right now, I want them to make me forget for just a moment.

I’m almost vulnerable as Chase steps back with a wicked look in his eyes. “I had our girl this morning, Kolt, so why don’t you have your breakfast?” He sits, draping one arm over the chair as he watches us and sips his coffee.

Kolt’s hungry gaze is on me as he steps closer, and Trav chuckles, kissing my pulse once more before he moves away. Kolt backs me into the table, and then he places his hands on my hips, lifting me onto the wood as he lowers to his knees before me. “I am hungry,” he murmurs. “Be a good girlfriend and let me eat.”

“Kolt.” I don’t know what to say, and when Trav grips my neck, pulling me back so I’m leaning into him across the table, I have nothing left to fight with.

Kolt quickly strips me naked, and then his hot mouth is on my pussy, like he can’t wait. His tongue is confident as he licks me, hitting my clit before thrusting inside me. My gasp is swallowed as Trav yanks my head back and kisses me upside down. His tongue tangles with mine as his friend eats my cunt so hard, it almost hurts. I can’t stop myself from grinding into his tongue for more, and he gives it to me. Kolt suddenly fills me with two fingers, making me cry into Trav’s mouth.

Despite fucking Chase this morning, I want more. I want all of them.

I want the bliss I find in their arms.

I want the numbness pleasure brings.

It’s not long before Kolt has me coming on his fingers and tongue, and only then does Trav release me, sharing a look with him before I’m turned and forced to bend over the table. Trav presses his cock to my mouth, feeding it to me as I feel Kolt’s hard, hot length rubbing at my entrance, and then they fill me.

Trav’s cock slides into my waiting mouth, while Kolt thrusts into my cunt. Both of them groan as Trav tangles his fingers in my hair. Kolt grips my hips, which still ache thanks to Chase, but I don’t complain. I relish the pain as he pulls out and thrusts back in, hard and fast, making me choke on Trav’s length. Even as my eyes water, Trav yanks me deeper, forcing his length all the way down my throat and holding me there until I struggle to breathe, and only then does he let me up. Both of them work in unison to fuck me while Chase watches. His hot gaze makes my skin burn as I’m stretched and fucked between his friends.

“Damn, now this is a show. Forget being a rock star, pretty girl, you should be a porn star,” Chase remarks. “Though knowing everyone would be watching my girl doesn’t sit well with me. In fact, you can just be our porn star, our filthy fucking girl. When that front door shuts, you will be shared between us, your every hole ours to fill. Yeah, I can get behind that.”

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