Page 97 of F*ck Steal Kill

“Depends on the day, really.” I rolled my eyes but without any of the usual bite. Another body pressed into my back. Soft hands and lips met my skin, alerting me to Max’s presence.

“Do you know how hard it is to run with an erection?” he teased, sliding his hands over my ass.

“Worth it,” Quentin mumbled, making me laugh. I looked over to the pool bed, finding Grady there as he watched us. He’d undressed, laid back on the surface as he watched the show we were putting on for him. His cock was hard, his hand stroking it slowly.

“I have an idea,” I breathed, throwing my head back on Max’s shoulder as Quentin sucked my nipple into his mouth. “But it requires some… finagling.”

“Why do I feel I’ll be the one… finagling?” Max asked as Q snorted.

“Because you’re the prettiest,” I cooed, leaning back to kiss him.

Where Q was all heat and passion, Max was sweet and seductive, a slow crawl as he drew me into him a little each time. Quentin demanded your attention immediately, while Max won it over bit by bit. Together, they were a dangerous combination.

Add in Grady, who fought me tooth and nail, and I was a goner.

While I was kissing Max, Quentin had managed to direct us over to the bed. I blinked in a daze as I unlocked my lips with Max, trying to remember why we stopped.

“You had an idea?” Grady teased, still just stroking his cock lazily like he had all the time in the world.

“Right.” I grinned, then turned to Max and Q. “Undress.”

They pulled off their clothes and then waited for my next command. However, the smirk on Q’s face told me not to get used to it. I’d only have control for so long.

“Q on your back and cradle Max in your arms.” They both panicked for a second, and I realized why. “No, I’m not suggesting you dive into anal with each other. It will just make it easier for me to take you both… in the same hole.”

Their eyes widened as lust took over, their pupils dilating as my words sank in.

“As in,” Max stuttered, his cock twitching at full attention.

I winked as I turned to Grady. “Got any lube? Because I want you in my ass.”

He gulped, his eyes tracking over my body as he digested the words before leaping off the bed and sprinting into the hut. A moment later, he flew out the door with a bottle of lube in his hand and a smirk on his face. It had a Post-it note, and I knew exactly what it said before he even read it.

“Lacey?” I asked, chuckling.

“Yep. How did…” he started but stopped, realizing I knew my besties very well. “And a strap-on from Joy, but I left it.”

“For now,” I hedged, giving him a wink before I turned. I wasn’t certain, but I swear his eyes dilated at the thought, his cock twitching.

Well, well, well. Maybe I’d get to peg someone after all.

Q embraced Max on the couch, the smaller man lying on his chest with his legs sprawled over Quentin’s darker ones. Q stroked their cocks together side by side in his strong grip, and the sight of them like that had my pussy gushing as I kneeled on the soft mattress. They might not want a sexual relationship outside of me, but their love and connection for one another was a thing of beauty all on its own.

“Do you need to get warmed up?” Max asked, gesturing toward me, his cheeks pinking. Taking his hand, I placed his fingers inside me, moaning as he pushed them in and out. “Fuck. You’re drenched,” he gasped.

I dropped his wrist, and he drew his hand back. I expected him to suck his fingers, but when he put them in Q’s mouth instead, my legs wobbled as I held back my moan. Shit, that was hot.

“You ready to try this?” I asked, and they both nodded, licking their lips as I straddled their legs. I wrapped my hand around both of them, stroking up and down together as they tossed their heads back, enjoying the slow torture. Glancing at how thick they were together, I gulped as some anxiety at being able to take them entered my head.

“One at a time, Temptress,” Q said reassuringly.

Nodding, I let go of Max and placed myself over Quentin, sinking down slowly on his cock. His width stretched me as I bounced up and down, feeling full. But I wanted to feel the three of them together; I needed it.

“Okay, ready,” I whispered, helping Max notch himself next to Q. It was a lot slower as he pushed in next to his friend’s cock, my walls stretching to their max as I welcomed him in.

A giggle escaped me, and the three of us groaned as the vibrations tightened my walls around us.

“Shit, don’t do that,” Max hissed, making me laugh more.

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