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"Three at once?" he asks, desire flashing in his dark blue eyes.

"This is a horrible idea," Jack grumbles, involuntarily squeezing his fingers as I adjust my position, leaning forward to give Cam access.

"It's the best idea I've ever had. I wasn’t even sure it would work." I trail off as Cam lowers to his knees behind me, running his hands down my back and over the swell of my hips

"You're sure?" He slides his cock along the sides of my pussy, coating himself in my arousal, then adding some lube for good measure.

"I'm sure." His hand is warm against my lower back as he presses me down, his breath hitching when he sees them impaling me. "God, I wish you could see this, Charlie. Those pretty pink lips stretching wide for them." He hums under his breath, an erotic sound that has me pushing my ass back toward him, my nipples dragging over Jack's chest.

"Cam, please." My words are coated with desire, dripping with need. Cam gets closer, holding his cock steady as he slides it against me, searching for a place to notch himself. He finds it where Lach and Cam's shafts are pressed together, both of them groaning as he pushes forward, the tip not even in when the cursing starts.

"Charlie, I won't last," Lach pants, his thigh tensing under mine as he struggles for control. "My cock is being fucking sandwiched by three of the hottest people I have ever seen. I don't think I can do this."

I laugh, and all three of them shout at me to stop, making me laugh harder, my body squeezing them without mercy. I wipe at my eyes, getting myself under control. "Only a couple strokes, and then he can pick another hole, okay?" I look back at Cam and wink, making him blush. "Keep going," I urge, arching my back for him.

He blows out a breath as he pushes in a little farther, all three of them swearing when the head of his cock finally enters me. Oh, God. A moan claws its way up my throat as I adjust to being filled by all three of them.

"Are you doing okay?" Cam asks, tugging on my hair, so I turn my face toward him.

"Do it again," I whisper, my body strung tight as a bow.

Jack's jaw clenches as Cam pulls back out and pulses the head of his cock against them, against the already stretched skin of my pussy, the ridge catching with every pulse of his hips until all of our breaths join together in a ragged chorus.

"Cam," Jack growls his name like a warning, eyes wild, neck corded. "Fuck her or we'll all come before we want to." Cam's reply is muffled, his mop of curls the only thing visible as he watches his cock slide along Lach's and Jack's, finally – finally – filling me.

It was always supposed to be like this, all of us as close as we can possibly be, the heads of their cocks nestled at the entrance of my womb. I swivel my hips experimentally, obsessed with how it feels, but at the same time, knowing there's no way we can all finish like this without something tearing.

Cam pulls out and pushes back in, his fingers clenching on my waist, holding me still as he flexes his hips. So fucking deep. I whimper, squeezing around them, desperately wanting to reach for my clit, but knowing this will be over the second I do.

"One more time," Cam whispers, turning my face toward him, watching me with hooded eyes as he draws himself out, pushes me down on their cocks and slams back in. Pleasure rips through me, nearly toppling me over the edge, but he pulls out just as quickly, waiting for my instructions. I rise to my knees, motioning for him to come around to my front.

"Charlie—" he protests.

"Don't you dare tell me this is all about me, and I don't need to suck your cock, Cam. I want to taste all of us on you."

"Bloody hell," he rasps, coming closer, wrapping his fist in my hair and tilting my head back so he can watch me. I don't waste any time. I pull him to me, licking him from base to tip before swallowing him down to the hilt, rocking my hips as I take all three of them in a different way. Jack's hand slides down my back, spanning my ass as he teases my backdoor before pushing his middle finger in. I gasp around Cam's cock, struggling to control my gag reflex as Jack uses his finger like a hook, pulling me up and down on their cocks.

"Fuck, Charlie," Cam hisses, pulling my head back until only the tip is in my mouth. I sweep my tongue over him, greedy for anything he'll give me. Loosening his grip, he pulls away from my mouth, crouching down and fitting his lips to mine. The kiss is messy – need and desperation tangling us together until we can't breathe.

"Charlie, this is torture," Lach says, his voice husky. I hold back a smile, loving that they can't move, that I'm completely in control.

"Ready, Cam?" I ask, gazing up at him as he stands, his perfect body bathed in golden light. He doesn't need to ask what I want. Positioning himself behind me again, he spits on his fingers, massaging me until I squirm, my entire body clenching in preparation. I freeze as Cam slides the head of his cock back and forth over me, teasing sensitive skin. He doesn't make a move until I'm pushing back on him, and then he's sinking into me, filling me until I don't think I can take anymore.

"Fuck," Jack grinds out, his body bowing beneath me as he struggles to hold back.

"Now," Lach rasps, the word melting into a moan as I clench around them. Cam pulls me against his body, my back plastered to his front. He rakes his nails over my stomach, then slides his hand further south, trapping my clit between his fingers. Cam jerks, his body tensing, then groans, pushing his ass back before slamming into me.

"A little warning would be good next time," he says, looking back at Lach.

"Surprise!" Lach laughs, low and sexy.

Electricity races over my skin as we get into a rhythm, and I swear I can hear it crackling between us as ecstasy takes hold of the reins, whipping us into a frenzy of unbridled lust. My muscles spasm around them as I scramble for control, not wanting this to end.

"Come for me, Charlie." Cameron's breath is hot on my ear, his hand moving to my throat, forcing me to submit. Waves of agonizing bliss rock through my body, Lach and Jack's hands pulling me down onto their cocks as I come. Cam thrusts, his hip stuttering before he gives in, and then they all fall like dominoes. They come as one, cocks flexing and hips straining as their empty themselves into me.

Holy fucking shit.

I slump against Cam, my thighs burning. He bands his arms under my breasts, lifting me as Jack disentangles himself and makes a spot for me to lie down. As soon as I'm free from them, Lach is between my legs, massaging my thighs, his gaze burning hot.

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