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“Bullshit, baby girl. You’re going to come for me,” he demands, the forceful lilt in his voice making my core clench again. The way his cock brushes against my g-spot has me whimpering.
“Good girl. You’re going to take everything we give you. That’s it, Row. Squeeze me,” he groans, and as he reaches around to rub my clit, my head falls forward in surrender.
“Dammit, this tight little cunt is strangling my cock,” Gray growls. He grabs my hair and pulls me back towards him as he kisses up my neck, sucking on my earlobe. He slams into me, and my body shakes. I can feel myself building again. I’m so close.
The pleasure builds to an unbearable height. Nix grabs my chin, turning my head toward him, and kisses me hard. His tongue slips into my mouth, tasting of sweet heat and raw desire. His hands are roaming over my body, trailing downmy neck to my breasts, squeezing them just right, driving me closer to madness.
“Please,” I whimper between gasps, my body arching toward him as I crave more.
Gray chuckles, a low, throaty sound that fuels the fire in my belly. “Beg for us.”
“Please, I need you both inside me,” I plead, wanting them both to devour me whole. Nix smirks, letting go of one nipple and giving the other a sharp slap.
“That’s it, baby. Beg for our cocks.” He continues teasing, slapping my other nipple, and a loud cry escapes me as I feel the tension building higher yet again. Gray’s thrusts quicken, each movement driving me further into ecstasy. I feel him swell inside me, his groans mingling with mine, a sweet harmony of desire.
“Come for me,” Phoenix murmurs in my ear as he circles me clit. My body shudders, and my pussy clamps down on Gray’s cock. I’m seeing stars as my orgasm crashes over me, and I feel myself gush.
He pulls out and shoots his cum all over my back, the warmth splattering against my skin, mixing with the heat of pleasure. Gray wastes no time rubbing it into me, and I feel the overload of sensations enveloping me, bliss and adrenaline coursing through my veins as I succumb to the heights of passion.
“Fuck!” Gray growls.He collapses onto me, and his weight pushes me down onto the bed.
“Such a messy girl, aren’t you?” Nix groans, looking at the mess. “I think we need to clean you up.” He grabs my thighs and flips me over, then lifts my legs up and places them on his shoulders. His tongue licks up the cum, and I moan, feeling my pussy throb. “Fuck, she tastes so good mixed with us,” he groans. I feel him suck on my clit, and I scream, arching my back.
“She’s perfect,” Gray groans, watching us. He runs his hand down my body and pinches my nipples.
“Rowyn!” I scream. “For fuck’s sake. Learn it. It’s Rowyn!” I yell at them.
Nix looks up at me in shock, his mouth full of cum. He licks his lips and then kisses up my stomach, stopping to suck on my nipples. He bites down on one, and I cry out in pain. His hands move down and he spanks my ass, making me jump.
“That’s what you get for talking back, little girl.” He smirks, slapping my other cheek. My eyes roll back, and I moan.
“I can’t! No more, please,” I beg.
He chuckles, biting my nipple.
“You can and you will, baby. We’re nowhere near done with you yet,” hepromises.
I’m not just in over my head, I’m plunging into the deep end with a ferocity I never knew I possessed. This is turning out to be a night I’ll never forget.
One
Beginning of summer break…
Rowyn
Iglancearoundmydormroom, now stripped of all the little touches that made it feel like home for the past year. The walls once adorned with posters and photos are now bare, revealing patches where the paint has faded. I plop down on my bed, reveling in the calm before the storm, a bittersweet mixture of nostalgia and anticipation swirling inside me.
Lyndsy practically demanded that I live at her father’s house over summer break once she realized my plans involved a dingy hotelin a shady part of town. I reluctantly agreed, knowing she wouldn’t take no for an answer. She had insisted, with that fierce determination of hers, that I needed a real summer break, andwho was I to deny her that satisfaction?
As if summoned by my thoughts she appears at my doorway, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. “I’m so glad you decided to stay with us. My dad’s excited to finally meet you,” she chirps, her hair bouncing with her enthusiasm.
I smile back, warmth creeping into my chest even as a twinge of anxiety claws at me. “Yeah, it’ll be nice to have a proper place to stay. But are you sure it’s okay? I really don’t want to be a burden.”
Lyndsy rolls her eyes playfully, crossing her arms in that fierce way she does when she’s in ‘don’t-make-me-say-it-twice’ mode. “We’ve been over this, Row. You’re not a burden. Seriously, my dad will be thrilled to have you. You’re practically family.”
Her words send a pang of guilt through me—she couldn’t possibly know the secret hanging heavy between us. I haven’t told her about the night I hooked up with her brother, Gray, who will also be at the house this summer. The weight of that memory gnaws at me, but I push it aside, forcing a smile, trying to keep the darkness at bay.
“Alright, alright. You’ve convinced me...again. I’ll stay at your dad’s place.”
