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Unable to help myself, I looked away from her eyes and begged for a glance between her legs. "That pussy must be begging for some tender attention," I groaned.

Her cheeks went red and her voice took against my skin. "I'm trying to have a conversation with you."

"Kinda hard when you're lying there, naked, fucked and so damn sexy." I stroked my abs beneath my shirt because there was electricity spiking through my body.

Lily shook her head and fought a blush. "You men are all the same. So simple-minded."

"We know what we want." I shrugged, stroking up and down her legs, begging them to part.

"He hasn't spoken to you about what he's going through, has he?" She rolled out from underneath him and spread her legs. A smile broke out across my face.

"What?" I asked, losing track of the question because her pussy was so swollen and red. It needed a soft touch.

She closed them, forcing my eyes back to hers. "Has he spoken to you about what he's going through?"

What do I say? I knew what he was going through and was grateful as fuck he hadn't shared it.

"We'll get him help," I resolved, looking at his sorry naked ass. I didn't know why I was so bitter. I just wondered if anyone gave a damn about what I was going through. But we couldn't leave him like this. It was destroying him. I hadn't completely lost my humanity.

"Don't worry. We won't lose him to the demon that wrecked our parents. That nearly wrecked us. He has us now. Eh?" I said.

She smiled and nibbled on her bottom lip. "You're always taking care of everyone else. Why don't you come on over here and let me take care of you."

Acknowledgement and appreciation? Oh, yes please.

"Not before I can take care of you." I climbed onto the bed and grabbed a feminine wipe from the nightstand. We all had feminine wipes in our room. Kind of essential when you're sharing one pussy.

I got to work, slow and gentle, swiping away the cream between her lips, lingering a bit around her hole and dragging the wipe through her ass. She shivered. I tossed that wipe and grabbed another one. Those ripe lips were already coated in clear, slick liquid. I smiled, kissing the inside of her leg and using the other wipe to go in for a second clean, taking special care with her clit. It was hard beneath the damp fabric and I applied a bit of pressure. Her hips bucked upwards and she grabbed her breasts. With her eyes shut and her moans soft, I threw the wipe in the bedside basket and covered her plump pussy with my mouth.

Chapter 11

Lily

Ishould have been on the phone with a therapist for Ryan.

A shudder rippled through me.

I should have been doing everything in my power to get him help, but... oh fuck. "Ethan..." I panted at the lazy way he sucked me as if he had all day and was entitled to my surrender.

My hard nipples hurt as I squeezed them. I supposed that as long as Ryan was sleeping right next to me, he couldn't get himself into any trouble. Yeah, I had my eyes on him.

Besides, after that pounding he gave my pussy ten minutes ago, Ethan's mouth was sending sparks up my spine. He was eating me alive, and between Ryan and Ethan fucking me, my mother's words weren't so loud in my head. I cried out even louder to silence them as he brought me to my first climax.

He crawled up over me, and I swear my men were mind readers because I thought he was about to say something super sexy that would bring me to my second orgasm just from the sound of his voice. Instead, as he wiped at his mouth, he let out a breath and ran his hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry," he started.

"What? No." I came up on my hands. "Don't stop." I reached for the bulge in his pants and started stroking it through the fabric. "What is it?" I came close to his lips, smelling me on them. A shock spasmed through my belly, and I locked lips with him, getting drunk off us both. He stroked his hand through my hair and held me against him, groaning in my mouth as my hand teased his large cock out of his pants. He stopped me, and I shivered from how close I was to feeling his warmth against my palm. Need had me whining.

"Give me a minute." He panted. "I just can't concentrate."

"You don't have to think, just feel..." I rasped.

"It's just... You don't really think your mom is going to call the police on us when she gets back, do you? I know you tried to talk her out of it, but once she's there..." His eyes developed a glaze over them, and I ran my hand from his stomach to his chest, where his heart was pounding.

"Ethan." I gasped. "Relax, love. I doubt she will, and even if she does, I doubt the police will take her seriously. She's been out of it for months."

Shaking my head against her loud voice banging through it again, despite my best efforts, her words inspired doubt. But she wouldn't make me as irrational as her. She wouldn't take my happiness with my men away.

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