Page 36 of Vegas Baby!

He groaned. “You shouldn’t say things like that.”

“Why not?”

“Because there are a million filthy things I want to do to you and every single one of them entered my head when you said that.”

My breathing turned shallow. “Get started, then.”

Bryce’s pupils were blown so wide they almost eclipsed the irises.

“Is the bedroom where you get demanding, sweetness?” Jesse asked.

“Apparently.” I wiggled my hips. “Someone hurry up and touch me.”

Micah swept my hair back and captured my mouth, crisp apple sweetness coating my tongue. I moved my hand to cup his head and Bryce’s rough whisper in my ear had goosebumps cascading over my skin.

“I didn’t say you could move.”

I smacked my hand back down to the ottoman, turning to let Bryce take his kiss from me. Tart cranberries and smooth rum filled my senses. Who needed liquor to get drunk when I had an alpha like him?

“Do you want to play with Jesse while we play with you?” Bryce asked.

I locked eyes with Jesse. “Green.”

“Strip down and give Ava something to play with,” Bryce told him.

“Not your sub,” Jesse said, “but I’ll let you lead things this time.”

My mouth watered as he tugged off his clothing, exposing all those lean muscles and a cock standing at attention before parking himself directly in front of me.

“You can touch Jesse instead of the ottoman,” Bryce offered, allowing me to move my hands. Jesse kissed me, slow and deep, while Bryce let me know they were going to take off my leggings.

He and Micah made quick work of all the clothing on my lower half while Jesse devoured me.

Reverent fingertips traced over my skin, teasing the length of my back and the curve of my ass. Twinned arms dipped down, Micah between my thighs and Bryce from behind, one sweepingover my clit, the other stroking my slick entrance. I closed my eyes, trying to keep my breathing under control. It was next to impossible to do between Jesse’s mouth claiming mine, and Micah and Bryce getting their hands on anything they could.

Micah planted a kiss on my shoulder. “You’re so wet for us, angel.”

“Perfection,” Bryce crooned. “How many fingers do you think you can take?”

I broke away from Jesse with a gasp as Bryce tested the first one.

“One,” he said quietly, and then added a second. “Two.” He pumped them carefully while I shivered, resting my cheek against Jesse.

Micah picked up his pace and sent me careening breathlessly over the edge. Bryce didn’t falter one bit in his rhythm as my pussy clutched at him desperately.

“I already know how good you feel,” said Bryce. “But I can’t wait to feel that grip on my cock again.”

I moaned helplessly.

“Three.”

Bryce pushed a third finger into my cunt and I dug my nails into Jesse at the stretch. Bryce’s palm on my lower back had me arching deeper. The slick sound of him plunging into me was so loud in the quiet space.

“Don’t neglect Jesse,” Micah reminded me.

I curled my fingers around Jesse’s waiting cock, giving an experimental stroke as I tried to keep my brain from melting out my ears. I timed my movements to Bryce’s as he fucked in and out of me, lifting my face to kiss Jesse again.

Overwhelming barely began to cover it. I was surrounded by my alphas and they were dedicated to undoing me. Not a single one of them had even fucked me yet and I was ready to present for every one of them.

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