“Yeah?” Asch asks, and he moves down so he can cup one of my breasts in his hand. He kneads it, thumb swiping over my nipple as River starts to suck on my clit. “Better?”
He’s only teasing me. He could do better, and he knows it.
I groan and try to grab River’s hair, but Blaze intercepts me. He kisses my hand—what sentimental crap—before he claims my mouth.
I open for him too, and let him plunder my mouth. My chest tightens, and my clit throbs incessantly as River keeps going at me.
“More,” I groan. I lift my leg to hook it over River’s shoulder. This time Asch grabs it, and he forces me to spread wider.
I see a flash, but I blink and there’s nothing there that could have caused it.
I tap River’s back with my ankle. “Okay, enough mouthing around. Get your cock in me.”
River lifts his head up, licking his lips. “That soon?” he asks. “I think you can take a little more.” He dives back in, sucking my clit with a little more urgency before his tongue lashes against it.
Asch slides down, and instead of his hand on my breast, his mouth envelops my nipple. He licks and nips, toying with the edge of too much without going over.
It’s good.
It’s great.
I can let myself fall into this pleasure, and I don’t need to think about anything else.
Samantha, probably dead.
Carly, hanging out with her new friend.
Professor Richter, pitying me and my mediocre grades.
All the whispers around campus.
The videos that keep coming.
Yet another message from some loser who thinks I’m a loose slut.
The women’s center that thinks I need their services for some fucking reason.
My life is fucking fine and who else can say that they’ve got three guys who are ready to drown them in ecstasy? Three men who are hot and perfect and all they want is to make you feel good, great, perfect?
“Cock,” I say, pushing at River’s shoulders. “I need it. Fill me up.”
River chuckles, but he lets me push him back. He props himself up on his elbows, kissing my inner leg. “You should roll over so you can suck Asch or Blaze while I fuck you,” he says. “Wouldn’t want anyone to feel left out.”
Asch lifts his head, arching a brow. “Someone’s going to be left out,” he points out. “Unless someone takes her ass while you fuck her cunt.”
“Yes,” I say immediately. “Do it. All three of you inside me.”
That’s got to be enough, right?
Is three enough? Maybe I need another one. Two more.
“I got her ass last time,” Asch says. “Your turn, Blaze.”
River helps me up and sheds his towel completely, then settles down onto the bed, offering his hand so I can climb on top of him more easily. I kiss his jaw while Blaze positions me.
“Hey,” I say to River, grinning. “I wasn’t lying. You were so fucking hot with the blood running down your face.”
“Hopefully I look good with a black eye and a few more scars,” he says, deadpan. “Because that’s what you’re getting.”
