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Knox

“Look, there’s only one way this is going to work,” Mason says. “And unless you’re on this side of the bed, Si, all you’re going to be seeing is hairy assholes.”

Nim makes a sound that might have been a snort or a cough. “Um—”

We ignore her. There are more pressing concerns right now, and one of them is fitting together this meaty jigsaw puzzle.

“Jesus Christ, there’s more than one way,” I say. “You guys ever watch anything except whatever’s on the first page of Pornhub?”

Silas looks about to say something, but Nim’s voice cuts him off. “I have a better idea.”

We turn to look at her, to at least give her the satisfaction of knowing that we hear her...and I’m not the only one whose jaw falls open.

She’s not wearing her blanket anymore. She’s kneeling in the middle of the bed, ass on her heels...and she looks pissed off. “How about I tell you how this is going to work?”

Blood pumps into my dick so fast, I swear I swoon. That’s why I grab Mason’s arm. It has nothing to do with preventing him from storming our poor girl and suffocating her with his dick. From the way he tenses under my fingers, I’m pretty sure I’ve just saved her life.

“How could you possibly—” Silas starts, but Nim lifts a hand and snaps her fingers at him.

At us.

“I’m not even wet yet,” she says. There’s the hint of a blush on her cheeks, but she lifts her chin in the most dick-achingly hot way, like she’s daring us to challenge her on this.

I almost want to, just to see what she’ll do about it. But I’m more intrigued to find out what she’s got planned in that pretty little head of hers.

She studies each of us and then settles on Mason. Another snap of her fingers, then she points at the section of bed in front of her. “Come here.”

I expect him to make a snide comment, but Mason is silent as he moves over to the bed. He’s still holding his dick. Good thinking—he might just take out someone’s eye.

“Here?” he asks in a quiet rumble as he climbs onto the bed.

“No,” Nim says, pursing her lips. “Here.”

All three of us groan when she parts her knees, displaying her gorgeous pussy to the room. She reaches out, grabs a fistful of Mason’s hair, and drags his head down. “Lick.”

Mason doesn’t hesitate. He falls flat onto his stomach and shoves his head between Nim’s legs. She gasps, rocking back as he lavishes her pussy with his mouth.

I hurry over to the side of the bed and climb up behind her, propping up her shoulder with my body so she doesn’t fall back. Silas is beside me a second later, the two of us sharing a hungry glance before we look down.

With Nim rocked back against us, her pussy is at the perfect angle for Mason to eat her out. And God, from the sounds she’s making, he’s doing a bang-up job of it.

I can’t stop myself from touching her, and neither can Silas. We run our hands over the front of her body—squeezing her breasts, toying with her nipples, trailing our fingers down her belly. We don’t dare go near Mason’s mouth—I might lose a finger—but the rest of Nim’s body is ours to do with as we please.

When I can’t take it anymore, I kiss the side of her neck. She turns to me, our lips meeting in a rough kiss. She gasps into my mouth, and I feel her hips rocking as Mason devours her.

She pulls away a second later, turning to kiss Silas. I watch for a second, but my eyes keep moving down to her apex. Her thighs are spread wide, but I grab the one on my side and force her open a little wider.

Mason moves away for a second, panting as he swipes the back of his hand over his mouth. Then he shoves a finger inside Nim’s dripping pussy, forcing her to break away from Silas’s kiss.

Probably on purpose, because fuck it if he won’t be jealous about her kissing Silas while he’s eating her out. You’d swear he was an only child and never had to learn to share.

“That was good,” Nim says, trying to sound standoffish even as she’s struggling to catch her breath. “Silas? Your turn.”

Mason is hardly out of the way before Silas scrambles to take his place. But he doesn’t go down on her straight away—he grabs her hair and holds her in place as he gives her a furious kiss, his fingers sinking deep into her hungry pussy. I slide a hand down her belly and tweak her clit, making her arch at the touch as Silas finger fucks her.

I’m dimly aware that Mason’s taken off his boxers, that he’s come to kneel where Silas was. He takes hold of his dick, slowly stroking it as he grabs one of Nim’s breasts and caresses it with his fingers.

I massage her clit a few times, then growl at Silas, “She told you to eat her out.”

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