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“I’m coming.” Ella rocked her hips to get more of my tongue. “Oh god. Aiden.” She moaned. “Sonny. Oh fuck. That feels…”

A second later, her cum squirted out of her like a faucet, soaking my tongue, cheeks, and chest.

“Oh, no.” Ella slid off me and stared at my face, then saw the cum on my chest and Sonny’s forehead. “What the fuck just happened?”

“Hey, baby, it’s all good.” Sonny captured the cum on his forehead with his thumb and sucked it off his skin. “You can squirt on my face any time.”

Ella jumped off the bed and slowly inched away from us, covering her mouth with her hand. She couldn’t look at either of us.

“Cinders, stop freaking out.” I sat up and offered my hand. “Get back in bed with us.”

“But I…” She wrapped her arms around herself. “How did I?” Ella shook her head. “What did I…”

She sounded like Alex during one of her manic episodes. It scared the shit out of me. I got off the bed to comfort her, hoping to calm her down, and she ran into the bathroom, slamming the door.

Chapter Twenty-Five

ELLA

I wanted to hide in the bathroom forever. Maybe if I stayed there long enough, they would forget about me and return to the party. If only I could rewind the last few minutes and undo that disaster. Everything was so perfect up until that moment.

What just happened?

Did I pee on them?

My cheeks were on fire, and my chest was so red I looked like a lobster. With my knees curled into my chest, I sat on the floor in front of a massive tub that could fit six people comfortably. Sonny’s long-ass jersey covered my legs and smelled like him. I took a whiff of his fruity scent and sighed.

Why did I mess this up?

Why can’t I be like other girls?

“El?” Sonny banged on the door for the tenth time. “Open up, or I’m breaking it down.”

“Go away, Sonny. Just give me some space.”

“Ella, baby,” Aiden said. “You don’t have to be embarrassed. It’s a normal bodily response.”

“But I…” I bit my lip to stifle a cry. “I peed on you.”

“No, you didn’t,” Aiden said in a calm tone that soothed me. “It’s called squirting, baby. Most girls can’t do it on their own, not like you. But all women are capable of doing it.”

I had no idea what he was talking about.

“You’re just saying that,” I shot back.

“No, he’s not,” Sonny agreed. “Come out, and I’ll show you some videos. It’s totally normal, babe.”

I moved toward the door. “If I didn’t pee on you, then what happened?”

“You came on us,” Sonny said. “Let me show you.”

I turned the lock and let the door creak open. They burst inside, naked and looking like sweaty sex gods. Both well over six feet and ripped with muscle, they were every girl’s fantasy.

Aiden scooped me into his arms and bent down to kiss my cheek. “You didn’t do anything wrong. We’re into it.”

I leaned my head against his chest and sighed. “You are?”

Sonny nodded. “It was hot.”

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