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"In."
They moved, Drake rolling off Dane, both surging to their feet. They strode to me, cocks proud and heavy. My mouth watered with the possibility. I wanted…
Everything.
Their hands landed on me, stripping my clothes from my body. Dressed only in the soft lamp light, I stood before them, wondering if they cared about the curves and abundance of my body. I'd always been overly curvy. Hips and ass, breasts and belly, my mother encouraged me to embrace my beauty, taught me to dress for it, raised me up in the knowledge that every woman is a goddess and beautiful in her own way.
It didn't stop the small seed of doubt sprouting as they gazed on my naked skin.
"Beautiful," Drake whispered reverently.
"Worth every fucking second of the long wait," Dane agreed.
My hands fluttered, needing something to hold on to, needing to touch something to keep me grounded.
"Here, baby," Drake whispered, getting close. He picked up my hand, placing it across his chest. On my other side, Dane did the same.
Under my palms, I felt their hearts beat. The reassuring heat of their bodies warmed my hands, wrapping me in a fog of neediness.
"You ready, baby?" Dane asked, his voice low and soft.
I tilted my face towards him, offering a small smile. "Yes."
My words untethered the leash holding them back. As one, they reached for me, hands grazing skin.
"Kiss her," Drake barked out, his head descending to my breast.
Dane chuckled pulling me a step closer to him, fingers weaving in my hair.
"Been craving another taste of you, Blue." His whispered admission left me shivering. "We spent many nights getting each other off to the thought of you."
Drake's mouth closed around my breast and I gasped, eyes closing, head falling back.
Dane's hand tilted my head toward him, his lips capturing mine in a greedy kiss. He deepened it, immediately teasing my tongue with his.
And just like that, I jumped headfirst into the wildest experience of my life.
Chapter Four
Drake
Watching my boyfriend kiss our soon-to-be girlfriend was hotter than fuck. I pulled back, regretfully letting her nipple fall from my lips, shifting to give them space. Blue pressed against Dane, their mouths meeting over and over in hungry rapture.
I'd always assumed I'd experience jealousy in this moment, watching the two most important people in my life making out without me. Happily, I felt nothing but satisfaction. Well, that and horny. Fuck, my cock jutted out, rigid and ready. Precum glistened on my tip. I ran a hand over it, collecting the wet and dragging it down my cock, jerking on my hard length.
Fuck they were beautiful. Dane gripped Blue's thick thighs, boosting her up, wrapping her legs around his hips, walking the three steps to push her back against the wall. She whimpered, shifting against him, her hands clutching at his back, threading through his hair.
Dane dropped his head, sucking on her neck. Blue's eyelids fluttered open, her eyes locking with mine, flaring as they took in me stroking my cock.
"You like me watching you, little Blue?" I asked, tightening my grip and giving a harder jerk. Her lips parted; gaze locked on my cock.
"Dane," I drawled. "You wanna move this to the bedroom?"
Dane, never one to be rushed, continued to kiss her neck.
"He's not listening," Blue told me, a grin lighting her face.
"Oh," Dane lifted his head. "I am. Just finding it hard to stop tasting you."
