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“Good girl. Now kiss me.”

I whimper when our lips connect again, twisting and melding together as I taste every inch of his mouth. My thigh muscles tighten as I ride him harder and faster, our bodies slapping with each connection, the smell of us permeating the air.

Another pair of hands caresses down my back, and I scream as I break away from Christian. Both of their chuckles dance through the darkness, seeping into my aura as I shiver.

“She’s a good fucking girl, indeed,” Zeke says in a gravely voice.

“Oh, God,” I cry out.

Zeke slides a hand up my spine and into my hair at the base of my skull. Tightening his fist, he yanks my head back until my shoulders slam against his chest. I continue to bounce up and down on Christian as he pulls his hand from my throat, grabbing my right tit and pinching my nipple. A whimper tears from my lips when an excited thrill zaps from my nipple to my clit.

Leaning forward, Zeke licks up the length of my neck until he reaches my ear and whispers, “I’m going to fuck your ass now, Billie. Breathe through it and just relax.”

I feel his other hand reach between us, the tip of his cock playing at my tight entrance. Everything tightens up out of instinct and I can’t help but giggle. Zeke chuckles as he leans forward against me.

“Relaaax,” he purrs out.

After rubbing his tip along the side of my pussy to collect our juices, he pushes into me, stretching me wide open as my leg muscles give out on me. Zeke’s grip in my hair holds me up, Christian’s hand on my tit being a stilt.

“Fuck, it’s too big,” I whimper, reaching out behind me to place my hand against Zeke’s lower abdomen.

My eyes roll into the back of my head when he spits on us and thrusts forward an inch.Fuck, he feels good, too.My arousal takes control of my pain and makes it her bitch. I move up and down on Christian, then forward and back on Zeke, alternating between the two. Their moans and grunts are a sweet melody in my ears, and I’m the one eliciting this from them.

I’m so full of both of their cocks. My boys. My… Oh, myGod!

“Who’s our good fucking pet?” Christian asks, fucking upwards so hard I have to steady my legs.

Zeke pounds into my ass at an alarming pace, tightening his fist in my hair as he yanks my head back. “It’s you, isn’t it, baby?”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I shriek as my eyes cross and my orgasm slams into me like a freight train.

My pussy walls pulsate around Christian’s cock while my ass grips Zeke like a vise. I mewl as my core tightens. A shock of pleasure zings up my spine and hardens my nipples until they hurt.

By the sounds of their pleasure, they’re coming with me, filling me with their sweet, sweet cum. I first collapse onto Christian’s chest before Zeke collapses onto me. Our heaving breaths fill the dark room, and it’s then that I realize the loss of my visual sense allowed my other senses to take over. That has to be in the top five orgasms I’ll have over my lifetime. And it was with them—my boys.

Thesmellofbaconand coffee waft through the air when I throw my legs over the edge of the bed. Both the boys are missing, so I assume they’re out making breakfast because I remember Lauren saying her mom never cooked.

When I pull open the heavy door, the amazing smells only get stronger. My feet carry me into the massive open area and my heart pounds when I see Christian at the stove flipping bacon and Zeke sitting on the counter with a cup of steaming coffee—both of them shirtless. Yeah, that’s my future right there. It has to be. I’ll be the luckiest girl in the world if I get to wake up to that every morning, right?

“Well, you didn’t kill her after all,” Dana says to my right, startling me.

She’s sitting on the couch with her laptop open on the coffee table, a twinge of a smirk on her wry lips. I don’t like that they’re both shirtless in front of this perverted, twisted woman who preys on boys less than half her age.

Tearing my gaze from hers, I ignore her and move into the kitchen. Zeke sets his coffee down beside him and holds out his arms. I step between his legs, wrap my arms around his hips, and press my face into his chest. He kisses the top of my head, holding me tightly. Christian leans over and kisses the top of my head next, and I can’t help myself from glancing back at Dana who’s watching us with eagle eyes, jealousy and envy twisting her features. See? A sick bitch.

As I lean back to look at Zeke, Christian towers over me and kisses my mouth instead. I giggle into his mouth before he breaks away, stealing a gentle, swift kiss from Zeke. An excited gleam swims through Zeke’s gaze when Christian goes back to the bacon. I’m in love with them both, yet I’m so fucking excited to see the love growing between them before my eyes. Can you imagine what it would be like for the three of us to be in an actual relationship together? Us belonging to one another equally?

My heart hammers in excitement as I lean forward and kiss Zeke’s neck.

“Well, that’s a recent development,” Dana says, entering the kitchen with a scowl on her face. “When did you two start bumping uglies?” She points between the boys.

I turn in Zeke’s arms to face her, staying right here as she plops down at the table and watches us. Christian holds up a piece of bacon for Zeke to bite when he calmly says, “You need us to get closer to the society, and we need you for the intel you provide. We’re not friends, lady, so who I fuck or don’t fuck is none of your goddamn business.”

My thighs clench, my pussy throbs as I bite my bottom lip and gawk up at Christian. He’s so damn sexy when he’s authoritative, telling people how it is without fluffing anything. I melt when I watch his eyes gloss over, his Adam’s apple bobbing when he slowly swallows, watching Zeke chew on his bacon.

“How’s it taste?” he asks in a deep, raspy tone.

We’ve completely forgotten about Dana’s presence as the three of us fall into the quicksand we create for each other. But then her words are like nails on a chalkboard.

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