Page 20 of Inconveniently Matched

"Yes, I understand."

Dean closes the distance between us, slipping his arm around my waist and drawing me so close I can count each strand of his extraordinarily long eyelashes.His sensual lips break into a smile that melts every part of me.

My head spins, and my body, startled by the contact of his lips on mine, quivers uncontrollably.Dean sweeps his tongue into my mouth, tasting me gently before he devours me.My knees buckle, and I cling to him, afraid of collapsing.

With my lips still tingling from Dean’s possessive onslaught, Wesley pulls me into his arms and captures my mouth.I obey him immediately, parting my swollen lips for him to ravish me.He pulls me closer, letting me feel the hardness of his cock before releasing me, allowing Camden to take me next.

Camden forces me to look into his eyes while he brushes his thumb across my bottom lip.Then he parts my mouth and slips his tongue inside, tasting me while also completing me.

With every touch, they unlock a fiercer, more brutal need within me.A need that drives me to the brink of madness.A fever tears through me, destabilizing me further.This is different.This is me taking them inside my body.And there’s no mistaking how huge they are.

But wanton with need, a soft plea escapes my lips.I want them.Inside me.The desire is foreign and shocks me to my core, but I can't let it go.

"Please," I whisper."I need you."

Wesley carries me upstairs to the bedroom I commandeered as my own.He lays me down on the bed, then removes my nightgown and panties.Part of me still feels shy about my nakedness, which is silly since they’ve seen every part of me already.

Wesley steps back to stand at the foot of the bed with Camden and Dean.Their sheer size—their height, their muscles honed to powerful perfection—reminds me of the difference between us.

They are superior to every part of me.But the quivering riot in my veins and the swell in my heart empower me.They embolden me.

Struck with a heavy fever that blinds me with need, I raise myself and scoot to the edge of the bed.I barely reach their shoulders.

Without thinking, I remove their T-shirts, one at a time, then lower their track pants.My heart pounds as their cocks bounce free, and my tongue tingles as I salivate to taste them.

While I position myself into kneeling on the bed, my butt in the air, they kick off their pants, leaving them utterly naked.They’re so beautiful.And for tonight, they’re mine.

I hold their cocks in my hands and run my tongue over the river of veins embossed on the hardness of their shafts.They draw in deep, rough breaths.I love the sound so much that I open my mouth and suck.The fresh scent of their soap and cologne envelops me.Their taste embeds in my veins, and immediately, I’m addicted to them.

I shudder as they reach over me, slipping their hands between my thighs to caress my pussy, dipping into my wetness before coating their cocks with my essence and making me lick it off again.Arousal pours from me, and when Dean taps my clit, I splinter apart easily.I come from the slightest touch, and the sensation of feeling them twitch on my tongue turns me on more than anything.

They growl and grunt, threading their hands through my hair, pulling me off their cocks when I try to take them deeper or pull them closer to see how far I can manage.I gag, but I’m undeterred.I want them to come in my mouth.I’m so desperate that I moan in disappointment when they force me to release them.That’s when I realize the ache between my thighs is powerful enough to destroy me if they don’t touch me there.

Wesley comes around behind me, leans over me, parting my thighs with his legs, and with his cock in hand, he rubs the head against my clit, slipping a little further down between my folds each time.

He takes a nipple in his mouth and guides the enormous head of his cock to my entrance, then looks at me.

"No protection, Haley.You’re our wife.There’ll be nothing between us except our cocks and the walls of your pussy stretching to take us in."

I swear his cock gets thicker.Apprehension and eagerness war within me.He’s going to break me, and so are Dean and Camden.But I’m not on the pill.I was, because Tierney insisted, we be prepared, but I’ve forgotten to take it.I try to count through my cycle.

"Say yes, Haley," Wesley says, his voice strained, as if in agony.In that moment, nothing else matters.I want to feel them inside me this way.

"Yes," I answer.He kisses me deeply, robbing me of my breath as he channels his way into me.

My eyes widen, and I fear my heart will burst from my chest.He’s too big.Panic overwhelms me.There isn’t enough air.

"Just breathe, princess," he commands, and I do.

I nod, silently telling him I’m okay.Wesley pushes deeper.My flesh expands to welcome him, but the fit is so tight that he growls in my ear and bites my jaw.

"Fuck.You feel like pure fucking heaven," he rasps as he thrusts fully inside me, his width overwhelming.He doesn’t move, giving me time to adjust to the foreignness within me.

But what if I don’t?

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