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Gabriel groans as he realizes I might yet come with him.

He rides Pax fast, his hands wrapped around our lover’s hips. Every motion grinds Pax’s torso into my clit and his cock through my saturated channel.

But it’s his words that get me. “You know why our viewers are going nuts?”

Is he talking to himself? Me? The guys?

“It’s because they know this isn’t for show. I’m about to come, and it’s going to be better than ever before because this…with you three…it’s every fucking thing I’ve ever hoped for.”

His passion is infectious.

Pax rubs against me, his cock erect again and about to erupt. That and Gabriel’s roar as he finally unleashes himself and lets go, flooding Pax’s ass, triggers my own climax.

When I come in sync with them both, and Cole—who is spraying Pax’s back with the dribbles leftover after what he already planted in me—I can’t help it.

I scream Gabriel’s name. I can only hope that the mask and my rapture distort it enough that I don’t dox him to the half of the web that’s watching us lose it in unison.

He leans over, grabs the cord to his streaming computer, and yanks.

CHAPTER 10

Ivy

“Baby, why?” Pax hugs me to him, making me sigh.

“Hmm?” That’s all I can manage.

“He’s asking why you let us use you like that when you weren’t prepared. Did we hurt you too badly?” Gabriel runs his hands over me as if he has X-ray fingers.

“Nope.” I’m starting to catch my breath. “Except for that first part. It was good. So good. Why did I wait?”

“Because we’ve always been the men for you.” Cole grabs his crotch as if he’s in danger of getting hard again at just the memory of being inside me, where no one else has ever gone.

He’s still wearing my blood like a conquering warrior. They all are.

“That was the hottest damn thing I’ve ever seen.” Pax squeezes me tight. “You’re incredible.”

“Our audience thinks so too.” Cole leans over their laptop as he winds down the chat. “We just had our largest single-day gain in memberships and highest tips. There are over seven thousand requests for our favorite elf to create her own channel. You should have negotiated for a lot bigger payout. Don’t worry, we’ll double the bonuses in the contract since you exceeded every single goal in the first five minutes.”

How can he be thinking about business right now? I’m still melted like Frosty on a hot summer day, a puddle of joyous goo that hopes I can come again someday.

“What woman lets three strangers have her virginity on a livestream?” Gabriel plops onto the side of the bed. He drops his head into his hands as if he’s having regrets.

Screw that. I’m not.

I sit up, looping my arms around him from behind before I murmur in his ear, “You’re no stranger, Gabriel. And neither are Pax or Cole. You saved my kitten. And you saved me, even if you have no idea that you did. Thank you for being my first.”

“What the fuck?” Gabriel stiffens beneath me.

“How did you know it was us?” Cole rips his mask off as if grateful to be rid of it. His hair is even more mussed than usual and his stare holds a feral cast. If he’s supposed to scare me, he fails.

He’s lucky I don’t purr and rub up against him like Snowflake does to me.

“The kitten. She crashed my changing room.” I bite my lower lip. “I was going to back out until I saw her.”

Pax laughs then, ridding himself of his mask too. Gabriel tosses his to the floor. “I told you it was a good idea to keep that little stinker.”

Gabriel’s lips twitch upward. “Fine. Snowflake can stay.”

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