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My hands slid over the curve of Molly’s hip, turned on even more by the soft, silken skin—so smooth, so flawless.
She was perfection.
The kisses turned slow and sensual, and I wanted my own taste, but my body had other ideas. My palms glided over her curves, moving around Slash’s with ease. We’d shared enough women in the past that it wasn’t awkward. There weren’t many rules between us, but we kept the focus on the woman. Always.
Even now, we didn’t have difficulty not touching one another but focusing all our attention on her.
We needed to take this to the bed. I was fucking hard as steel and needed inside her. Now.
THIS WAS TOO MUCH AND not enough at the same time.
The way Slash and Havoc touched me, expertly arousing my body and coaxing me to relax, turned me on so much I never had a chance to be embarrassed or shy.
I didn’t realize they moved me to the bed until the soft mattress met my back.
I was vaguely aware of them taking turns undressing, never leaving me alone until they were both naked.
Havoc’s lips trailed down my throat, and chills coursed through my body, eliciting goosebumps on my skin. His scruff grazed my chest as he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, nipping with his teeth.
I turned my head, and Slash’s cock filled my view. Straight. Thick. So long and girthy. Before I could think about it, I leaned forward, and my tongue flicked the tip.
His hips surged forward, and I opened wide, letting him slide deep into my mouth. He grunted as I caught his pleased expression. I licked at the length of him, sucking him deeper between my lips.
“Fuck, Sweet girl,” he growled.
God. That growl. They all had a bit of grit in their voices, but Slash had perfected it. Every time he said something with that tone, I resonated like a tuning fork, as if my body needed to hear it to feel complete.
The rustle of paper confirmed Havoc was getting ready. He slid the condom over his rigid dick and lined himself up at my entrance. His palm hit the mattress on the other side, across from Slash. When I glanced at him, my mouth stuffed with Slash’s cock, heated lust burned in his dark brown eyes.
My breath hitched as Havoc slid inside me, slowly rocking his hips as he slid deeper. He pushed into me faster, pulling my thighs apart as I swung my gaze back to Slash.
I swirled my tongue at his root, swallowing him down, gagging on him but refusing to give this up. He watched me through hooded eyes, nodding his approval.
His thumb caressed my jaw as we stayed locked, all three of us getting off on the pleasure and connected.
“Fuck,” Havoc cursed, “You’re so fucking tight, baby.”
“How wet is she?”
“Fucking soaked,” Havoc announced.
Gunner grunted something, but I couldn’t tell what he was saying. I did hear the sounds of him stroking his cock while the slap of flesh in the room grew louder. Havoc picked up speed, pounding into me before he shouted my name, spilling into the condom as he jerked a few times.
When he pulled out, I pulled my lips off Slash’s swollen length. I could have stayed on, but now that Havoc had finished, I was impatient to feel Slash.
He curved his hand around my hip like he was claiming ownership. He drew me into his body, spreading my legs apart as he dropped his chin and kissed me. Our tongues collided, lashing together as he deepened the kiss. For what felt like forever, he stayed with me, in no rush to move on, until I felt his cock brush my inner thigh.
Slash gripped my waist and rolled onto his back. He lifted me, and I settled over his hips, rubbing against him as he hissed.
“Need you, Molly. I want you to come while I’m inside you.”
Done.
My hands rested on his chest, and his hips jutted forward, seeking entrance. I didn’t know what to expect or feel, but he was thicker and longer than Havoc. I moaned as he stretched me, entering me with a solid, swift stroke before he pulled me down on him.
The motion sent him deeper, and I cried out, loving the pleasurable pain and being filled so completely. He grabbed my ass and squeezed, using a swaying motion to rock my body back and forth over his groin. Every time he did so, my clit brushed against him, teasing, making me want more.
My arousal slicked my channel, and he grinned.
