Page 65 of Uncaged Obsessions

“What’re you wanting to see, killer?” Caine’s voice cuts through the moment, and I expect it to be ruined, for the two men to break apart and for this to all be over before it really even started.

But they don’t. They stay standing exactly how they were before, unmoving.

Caine comes up to my side, his chest grazing my arm as he looks down to where my hand is snaked under my shirt. “Oh, look at you. You like watching them, don’t you?”

I suck my bottom lip into my mouth and nod slowly.

“Then, you may want to tell them to keep going. Tell them what you want to see.”

My mouth suddenly feels dry; I don’t know if I can even get the words out, but the three of them seem to be waiting on me.

I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. I close it before trying again.

“I want…” I pause again, forgetting every single word in the English language because all my attention is on the incessant need in my throbbing core that’s dying to be filled. All worries from earlier are gone because in this moment all I care about is how turned on I am and how I need these three to help me take care of that. “I never get to see you fuck each other. I want to watch.”

Adam reaches between them, gripping their dicks roughly. “You want to see us fuck, baby girl? We’ll give you whatever you want. Won’t we?”

Drew grunts as he nods. “Anything.”

I look at where they’re standing and then over at the kitchen island, nodding toward it. “There.”

“Be more specific, little one. Tell us exactly what you want to see.”

I look between them. “I want coach to fuck you while I watch.” I finally find my words.

“Thatta girl,” Adam praises, moving them over to the island.

Caine crowds me against the wall while my eyes remain locked on the other two men. “Does watching them fuck turn you on, killer?”

I nod.

“You’re running the show, what do you want me to do?”

I continue to watch Adam grab some coconut oil from a nearby cabinet while Drew leans over the counter. As Adam begins to prep him, I want to touch myself. I want Caine to touch me. I want to be in the middle of them. I want to keep watching, but also be involved. My skin feels like it’s on fire while I wait for whatever is going to happen next and it’s already driving me insane.

“You can touch me,” I breathe out, thinking that he’s going to do just that. But the bastard only teases me.

His fingers slide up the inside of my thigh, slowly, painfully slowly while his calluses scrape against my skin. Even that sensation has me ready to lose my mind at how good it feels.

I feel Caine’s giant body closing in on my space while he continues his teasing touch and I don’t look away from Drew and Adam. Drew’s groans start to fill the air and my own join his as Caine continues to move, and touch, but never where I want him to.

“You want to watch, killer? Let’s go watch,” Caine says, removing his hand from my skin and I whine in protest until he drags me over to the island where Drew and Adam are.

Caine brings me to the other side, so I’m facing them, and he shoves me down roughly, my chest hitting the cool stone, thethin shirt does nothing to lessen the sensation against my skin. Especially since it’s already burning up from the anticipation.

“Looks like you get a front row seat, baby girl.” Adam shifts and I think he’s positioning himself against Drew.

Caine leans down, pressing me harder against the counter, “You’re going to keep your eyes on them while I do whatever I want to you. And you’re going to take it.”

I squeak out a sound of agreement. Or arousal. I don’t know anymore, but I want whatever it is he’s going to do to me. I will do it without taking my eyes off the men directly in front of me. I’m distracted by them, completely entranced by how they’re together. They can say their attraction is purely sexual all they want. That every time they do this it means nothing. I see the truth. The way I feel more for all of these men, I know they feel something for each other too.

Even if they refuse to admit it.

“Such a perfect girl for us,” Caine praises and I’m taken off guard at the softness of his voice. It quickly changes when he’s ripping the shirt off my body and pushing my bare chest against the counter. My already hard nipples turn even harder at the coldness underneath me. I gasp at the sensation and at that same moment Drew lets out a primal groan while Adam thrusts forward.

“Oh my God,” I breathe out, watching both of their faces while Adam pushes inside Drew.

I hardly get a chance to appreciate the sight in front of me before Caine is distracting me by shoving two fingers inside my soaking core and groans.

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