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As the movie continues to play on the TV behind me, the blue-green glow from the screen washes over his face. It highlights his sharp jawline and the small bump in the bridge of his nose. Despite the fact that it would make anyone else look like some extra in a zombie movie, the blue-green cast only makes him more attractive.
I nod, a couple quick dips of my chin in acknowledgement. "I do."
"I know, sugar," he says to me, his eyes soft as he holds my gaze. He flexes his hips, burying his cock deep inside of me once more. The sensation is intense, almost too much too fast as he fills me completely. Shivers of pleasure roll over me, lighting me up like little sparklers on the Fourth of July.
God damn, the man is fucking me from the bottom with such ease. A flood of arousal sinks into my skin, smothering the flickers of anxiety.
"Oh god," I gasp, pitching forward and bracing my hands on the back of the couch.
"That's right, Evangeline. Let me take care of you." He tilts his head back against the cushion, spreading his legs wider. The angle changes, and he hits some neglected part inside of me that has bright white spots of euphoria flashing in front of my eyes.
"We're in here," Bane says calmly, like his cock isn't buried balls-deep inside of me right now. Like I'm not nearly panting from desire on top of him.
My nails dig into the fabric of the couch cushion, keeping me grounded as arousal floods every inch of me like someone opened up the dam, and my body pulls taut.
Insatiable lust replaces the panic entirely, and suddenly, the very idea of Nova walking in on me like this has me reaching for my orgasm with both hands.
Nova's footsteps are even as he rounds the kitchen table and stops behind the couch.
Bane slows to shallow thrusts, his hips just barely rocking against mine. He doesn't move from his slouched down position, and I can't tell if it's another one of their power plays or if he's just willing to see how this plays out.
Or fuck, maybe he just likes his current view. Nearly eye-level with the tops of my tits spilling over the top of the sweetheart neckline of my dress. Regardless, it gives me an unobstructed view of my other boyfriend. And fuck me, does he look downright edible.
Dark blond hair tousled like he just got off his bike, tattoos crawling over his exposed skin, and those fucking veins standing out in his forearms. I'll never understand why it's so goddamn attractive but my god it is. It really, really is.
He saunters the last few feet until the toes of his boots thud the back of the couch. His teeth sink into his bottom lip as he gives me a blatant perusal. And just because I can, I tilt my chin up, giving Nova an unobstructed view of the lust painting my mouth like my favorite shade of gloss.
He sucks his teeth, the sharp noise loud in the otherwise quiet house. "There she is," Nova murmurs, his eyes darkening as his gaze leisurely wanders over my face.
"Why are you here?" Bane grunts.
"Now, is that any way to greet your brother?" Nova's voice takes a dark edge.
"You wanna talk about that shit when I'm fucking my girl?" Bane drawls, snapping his hips to punctuate his point.
"Our girl," Nova drawls like he isn't bothered in the least. I don't buy it for a second, not when his face broadcasts his very unwelcoming thoughts flying across his face.
I blink and all that rage is replaced by casual unaffectedness. A soft chuckle leaves Nova's mouth as he leans down, bracing his arms wide on the back of the couch, palms on either side of me.
"Ain't that right, sweetheart?" Nova's low murmur washes over my lips like a physical caress, his lips twisting to the side in a secret sort of smirk.
My tongue darts out, swiping across my bottom lip as my throat runs dry at the promise curving his lips. I'm not sure if this is some kind of pissing match between these two, but if it is, they're going to be disappointed when I intentionally choose both of them.
At the same time, even.
Logically, it should feel wrong to want so many men. But my desire rages on. It builds and builds, casting a net wide enough to entrap all three of the men I want.
The men I need.
And I can't think of a better time to try to stop making apologies for it, including to myself.
"Yes," I hiss, my eyelids closing with the weight of that acknowledgement.
"Good girl," Nova murmurs at the same time Bane runs his big palm down the center of my back.
I roll my hips, a primal sort of instinct taking over as I grind against Bane's cock. My clit brushes against his pelvis with each movement, sending electrifying sparks of pleasure through me.
"Oh," I breathe out. I let my head fall to the side as I lose myself a little rocking against Bane. Someone grunts, pulling me out of reverie and my eyes fly open.
