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It takes him a second, but then his arms tighten around me, and his lips move against mine. He pushes his tongue between my teeth in a dominant way that is entirely Hawk. Our kiss is all teeth and tongue, the two of us dueling for control, neither willing to submit to the other, and I grind shamelessly against him as I shut my brain off and let my body do the talking.

I only pull back when I feel heat pressing against my back, knowing before I look at him that Wilder has caught up with us. He brushes my hair to one side, kissing along my neck, and I lean into his touch.

“Dude, what the fuck?” Hawk snarls, trying to pull me away from Wilder. Wilder doesn’t let him though. Planting his hands on my waist, he tugs me back against his chest as he grins wickedly at Hawk.

“How do you feel about a little night of fun?” Keeping his gaze on Hawk, he returns to sucking on my neck, and I moan shamelessly. His insinuation is more than clear, and Hawk’s gaze jumps between Wilder and I as understanding dawns. “You’re game, Angel, aren’t you?”

Looking at Hawk, I nod. “Yes.”

His eyes widen to the size of saucers, before lust darkens them, and he steps into me. He wraps his hand around my chin. “You have no idea what you are getting yourself into.” His lips crush mine in a heated kiss, and pressed between the two of them, I practically melt. I can feel Wilder’s teeth drag along my shoulder blade as Hawk plunders my mouth with his tongue, claiming every crevice as his.

I fist Hawk’s shirt in my hand, dragging him impossibly closer, while my other hand reaches back to run through Wilder’s wild mop of hair. Threading my fingers through the strands, I tug on his roots, loving the vibration of his lips against my skin as he groans and grinds against me.

We’re all panting and breathless and horny as fuck when Hawk pulls back. “If we’re doing this, then we’re not doing it out in the open where any shithead can watch us.”

Agreeing, the three of us hastily make our way to the boys’ dorm, in a frenzy of roaming hands and stolen kisses. Finally reaching the door to the apartment, Wilder pushes me against the wall as Hawk inserts the key, kissing the oxygen from my lungs as he squeezes my tits.

His lips are ripped away from mine as Hawk grabs him by the back of his shirt and shoves him through the open doorway. Wilder grumbles something, but I’m not paying attention as Hawk stalks toward me. Reaching out, he throws me over his shoulder, the sudden movement causing me to cry out.

As he strides into the apartment, his palm cracks down on my ass, and I yelp, a noise which turns into a moan when he massages the area. His fingers dip beneath my hemline, stroking along my panties. “Fuck, you’re drenched already.” His voice is a deep baritone that makes me whimper as the apartment passes by in an upside down blur. I hear the noise of a door opening before Hawk carries me into a bedroom and tosses me down in the middle of a king size bed.

I bounce on the mattress, looking up at the two alpha-dominant men looming over me. Hunger burns in their eyes, along with something darker, more predatory. That look should probably have me running for the hills, but instead it has a thrill of exhilaration coursing through my veins, heating my skin and kicking up my heart rate.

Hawk wraps his large palms around my ankles, and drags me to the end of the bed before pushing my thighs apart. When the fabric of my dress causes resistance, he snarls at it. Shoving the offending material up until it gathers at my hips, he gets back to his task of teasing me. Wilder climbs onto the bed beside me and wraps his hand around my throat, pulling my lips to his. Stroking his thumb along the side of my neck, he bites my lips and sucks my tongue into his mouth.

“Nothing about tonight is going to be gentle, baby. You understand? It’s going to be rough and demanding. We’re going to push you to your limit, but I guarantee, you’re going to come so hard, you’ll never forget the feel of us inside of you.”

I can see the raw savageness in his hazel eyes; the need to drop his barriers and let out that dark part of himself he keeps caged all day. I’m a little terrified, but my voice is strong, confident, when I say, “I can take it.”

A sinful grin spreads across his face, matched with a devilish glint in his eye. “I know you can.” His lips slam down on mine again, and I feel his fingers trailing along the top of my dress until he finds the zipper, tugging it down until my dress falls open, and Hawk encourages me to lift my hips, sliding the dress over them so I’m lying in my bra and panties.

Hawk sucks and licks his way along my inner thighs as he continues to tease me, and I yelp into Wilder’s mouth when he bites the sensitive skin by my apex. Breaking my kiss, I glower down at him between my thighs. He only smirks at me before returning to the same spot, sucking it until the blood rises to the surface, his version of marking his territory, as there’s no doubt in my mind I’m going to be left with a very prominent hickey for the next week.

His mouth finally moves to where I need him most, and he flattens his tongue, running it along the soaked fabric of my panties. My hips jerk off the bed, and he laughs, the vibrations felt even through the cotton.

“Hawk,” I moan, my voice a desperate plea as Wilder moves to suck and bite along my neck and shoulder, leaving similar brandings of his own on my skin.

“Fuck, I love the way my name sounds on your lips,” Hawk growls before tucking his fingers under my panties and ripping them clean off me. Bare before him, he stares mesmerized at my pussy for a long moment before he leans in and runs his nose up the length of me, followed by a slow, languid, lick of his tongue.

“Oh shit,” I moan, throwing my head back.

Wilder strips me of my bra, fondling my tit in his hand and rolling the nipple between his fingers before he ducks his head to suck it into his mouth. The combination of their tongues has my back arching and incoherent expletives falling from my lips.

I wrap my thighs around Hawk’s head, pulling him in further against me as I push my boobs into Wilder’s face. I’m so fucking close to coming when Wilder lets my nipple go with a pop and slowly kisses his way down my body until he’s hovering just above Hawk. Moving off the bed, he strips off his shirt and pushes his jeans down. He takes a second to watch Hawk between my thighs, and my writhing on the bed before his heated gaze lifts to meet mine, and he squeezes himself through his boxers.

Reaching out, he grabs Hawk by the back of his shirt and yanks him away. I immediately whimper at the loss of contact. “Stop hogging, I wanna taste her.” Ignoring Hawk’s deathly glower, Wilder situates himself between my thighs and picks up where Hawk left off. His tongue plunders into my pussy with the same vigor he used to claim my mouth, and I’m quickly climbing back up that hill again.

I lean up on my elbows to see where Hawk is, and find him standing there just watching me as he runs his hand over the front of his pants. When he catches me watching, he reaches back to fist the back of his shirt in his hand and tug it off. He quickly loses his pants and stalks toward me with all the confidence and authority of someone who is used to being in charge.

Climbing onto the bed beside me, he never breaks eye contact as he dips his head, flicking his tongue out to lick my pebbled nipple. Sucking it into his mouth, he palms my other breast in his large hand, lavishing it with attention before trailing his fingers down my abdomen. My skin ripples beneath his touch, and when his fingers brush over my swollen clit, I groan. “Oh, fuck. I’m so close.”

I reach out and grab a fistful of Hawk’s hair, tugging his face up to mine as I shove my tongue into his mouth. He meets me swipe for swipe, bite for bite, until I fall apart, screaming into his mouth. Hawk swallows every one of my cries, continuing to kiss me even after I’ve sagged against him.

I’m faintly aware of the sound of a condom packet being ripped open before Wilder moves between my thighs, but I don’t pull back until I feel the head of his cock bumping against my entrance. It’s all the warning I get, and as I break off my kiss with Hawk, Wilder slams into me in one, long thrust that has me tilting my hips and moaning.

“So fucking tight,” he grits out, allowing me a second before he pulls back and slams into me again. His thrusts are enough to push me up the bed, and he has to latch onto my hips to secure me in place. Now that he’s got a firm hold on me, he thrusts harder, and it feels like he’s trying to bury himself so deep inside me that I’ll never be rid of him.

I turn to look at Hawk, needing more, and reach out to squeeze his balls through his boxers. He doesn’t waste a second, grasping the waistband and pushing it over his ass, before discarding them. His dick springs forward and I gasp. I don’t know why I’m surprised, Hawk is a broad guy, and his dick is the epitome of that. One thing’s for sure, it’s going to be one hell of a stretch.

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