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I lave the smooth, creamy skin with swirls of my tongue. We need to make sure that if there’s a little pain, the pleasure outweighs it tenfold.

Focused on what’s next, I’ve left a mark on Zara’s inner thigh. Satisfaction swells in my chest at the sight of the bruise I put there. Mine. I might have to share her with Lev tonight, but Zara is mine.

“Oh.” She gasps when I leave her thigh to run my lips over the bare skin of her slit.

I don’t put any pressure, I don’t use my tongue just yet. I just run my lips over her skin, smiling when I leave a scatter of goosebumps in my wake.

“Hmm.” She moans when I finally place a slightly harder kiss over her clit.

That’s all the encouragement I need to do it again and again. Each time I increase the pressure.

Zara lifts her hips to give me better access. That’s my cue that she’s ready for more. I touch her little bundle of nerves with the tip of my tongue.

“Yes!” she pants.

At first I keep the contact brief, almost too light. I want to build her up, letting the intensity grow without the sensation becoming painful.

“Chance, please.” She begs.

I smile against her pulsing clit. She’s ready for more. “I’ve got you, baby.”

I close my mouth over her clit, sucking for a second and then flicking my tongue a little harder than I’ve done so far.

She’s writhing under my mouth, her breathy gasps filling the room.

“Is Chance going to make you come, Zee?” Lev asks, leaving her tits to focus his attention on me and Zara.

“Hmm,” her bottom lip is trapped between her teeth, her pupils blown huge.

“Is she wet for us?”

“Come here and check for yourself.” I say, keeping my mouth where Zara needs it most, but scooting to the side to give Lev some space.

My best friend teases Zara’s entrance with his fingers. “Fuck, she’s soaked for us. How close are you, sweet girl?”

“So close.” Zara moans.

“Chance, keep going. I want to see if Zara can take one of my fingers.”

I do as I’m told, lapping at her clit but keeping my eyes on Lev.

He enters Zara with one finger, slowly pumping in and out of her.

“Do you like it, Zee?” he chuckles. “She’s squeezing my finger so hard. I think she might be ready for one more,” he adds for my benefit.

“Oh my God.” Zara pants when Lev adds a second finger.

“Are you gonna squeeze our cocks like this?” he starts pumping his fingers again, in and out, with a slight scissoring motion.

I understand what he’s doing. He’s trying to get her ready for us. The worry about this being painful for her comes back in full force.

We really need to make her come before this goes any further. Judging by Zara’s moans, however, I think she really is close. I renew my efforts, licking and sucking on her clit a little harder, while Lev fucks her with his fingers.

I know she’s just about to come when she goes suddenly still, her muscles tense to breaking point.

That’s my cue to give her a deep, open-mouthed kiss, letting my teeth touch her heated flesh, careful not to graze too hard.

That’s Zara’s undoing. She comes with a little scream, and Lev and I keep working her through her high.

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