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Walker’s chest puffs up in annoyance. Levi’s jaw drops. Santiago looks all the more intrigued.

I widen my stride and quicken my pace.

“Blake.” Walker’s voice holds a note of warning.

I wave my hand in the air. “Enjoy the couch!”

“Blake!”

I break into a run as their footsteps thunder behind me.

I’m in the house and up the stairs before everyone else. As I reach Santiago’s door, I spin on my heel and catch a glimpse of the guys reaching the top of the stairs.

“Don’t you dare, Blake!” Walker bellows.

I smirk, slam the door, and turn the lock.

Three thuds bang on the other side of the door, and I laugh.

Retreating into the closet, I pull out the box Savannah sent me last week. She told me it would come in handy. I thought she was talking crazy, but now, it seems she was right.

I pull the teal toy and lube from the box, prancing over to the bed. I strip off my clothes and settle into the middle of the mattress.

Shouts reverberate through the door from my men, begging and threatening me to open the door.

I spread the lube on all three pieces of the vibrator–the dick, the anal beads, and the clit stimulator. Pressing the power button, the toy comes to life, and my eyes widen

That’s one intense toy.

“I can hear that thing through the door, Butterfly! Put it down!”

With a smirk, I slowly insert the toy one inch at a time, the vibration instantly curling my toes. I work the toy in and out of my channel as the stimulator overwhelms my clit.

“Oh God!” I shout.

The door crashes inward, wood splintering and shattering everywhere.

I gasp, my eyes widening as Levi, Santiago, and Walker prowl inside, but I don’t stop the pleasure between my legs.

They surround the bed, their eyes glued to my pussy.

I’m not sure if they're angry, horny, or both.

But I can’t make myself care when I’m on the brink of orgasm.

“You’re in trouble, Baby Girl.”

My moans and sighs almost drown out Walker’s threat.

“I don’t care,” I reply breathlessly.

My pleasure coils tightly in my core, ready to spring at any moment.

“Blake,” Santiago warns.

“I’m not stopping,” I return and give them a show. I lift my hips higher, moan louder, and thrust harder.

“Shit,” Levi groans, stripping off his clothes and climbing into the bed on my right. “Keeping going, Blake. You look so perfect.”