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I could practically hear the smile in Trace’s voice. “You need us? I’m about to fuckin’ die, Snow. My cock is never gonna forgive me if I don’t bury it inside you in the next few seconds.”
His voice grew deeper and rougher as his hand traced the rounded curve of my ass. But instead of continuing down to my thighs, he stopped to massage my ass cheeks before pulling them apart gently. When his thumb circled the tight muscles of my back hole, I buried my face in the blankets on the bed and groaned, my hips bumping back against him, begging for more.
“But I don’t want to rush this,” Trace continued, pressing his thumb deeper, letting me feel the delicious pressure of fullness there, taunting me with what he could give me. “Because I want your ass. I want to feel you squeeze me so tight while you suck Merrick. Can you do that, Snow? Do you want to?”
I nodded, the movement hampered by the way my upper body was draped over the bed. But none of the men seemed to have any confusion about what I wanted. The mattress shifted a little as one of them moved, and a second later, something cool and wet dripped down between my ass cheeks.
Trace replaced his thumb with a finger, then two fingers, and I practically screamed into the blanket as I rode the sensations out.
Lachlan’s fingertips found my clit as Trace continued to work his fingers in my back hole, and the stimulation of my already sensitive bud made my whole body shiver. I clenched and then relaxed, pushing back against Trace as he thrust deeper and deeper.
“Gods, you’re tight. Are you ready for me?” he murmured.
I nodded again, too lost in sensation to give a voice to what I so desperately needed. The wet noises of Trace coating his dick reached my ears, and a second later, he withdrew his fingers. Then he began to press his cock inside me.
My hands were still bound behind me, my wrists resting against my lower back, and Trace grabbed them with one hand, keeping the other on my hips to steady me.
When he was finally buried balls deep in my ass, Merrick came to sit on the bed in front of me. Lachlan helped lift my upper body just a bit, and Trace gripped my arms behind me, holding me up as I drew Merrick’s cock between my lips.
It was a strangely terrifying and exhilarating sensation, giving someone a blowjob when I couldn’t even control my own movements. Lach and Trace kept a tight enough grip on me to make sure I didn’t faceplant on Merrick’s dick, and when Trace pulled out partway and then rocked forward, sliding back inside my ass, my lips slid down the length of Merrick’s cock.
I shivered, my empty pussy clenching hard as all of us began to move.
As I dragged my lips up and down Merrick’s stiff length, I glanced up at him through my eyelashes. He was gazing at me with hooded eyes, an expression of such pure want on his face that it made me moan softly.
He must’ve heard it, or maybe he felt the vibrations on his cock. He met my gaze, his hips pressing up as he fucked my mouth just like Trace was fucking my ass.
“You look so damned perfect like this, Ari,” he gritted out. “Like you were meant just for us. Like we were meant for you.”
I moaned again, unable to put words to all the feelings raging through me, even if I had been able to speak.
Trace began to thrust a little harder and faster, and Merrick’s cock hit the back of my throat as Lach and Trace continued to hold me up.
“Fuck. Oh gods, I’m gonna come…”
The blond man’s abs contracted as his cock pulsed inside my mouth, and I slid my tongue along the vein that ran the length of his cock, then closed my lips around him again and sucked hard.
He exploded in my mouth, salty cum spurting onto my tongue. I swallowed quickly,
then kept licking and sucking him until he finally grunted and pulled away from me, his wet shaft slipping from my mouth.
Without hesitation, Trace wrapped an arm around my waist, lifting my upper body before it could collapse back onto the bed. My back rested against his front, my arms trapped between us, as he slowed his strokes in my ass, pulsing into me with small, shallow thrusts.
He was close too. I could feel it in the way he seemed to have grown impossibly thicker and harder. But he was trying to hold off, to make this last longer.
“I want to feel how tight you can get,” he murmured in my ear, his breath uneven. “I want to feel what it’s like when Lach is inside you too.”
My body sparked at his words, and I nodded desperately as Lachlan moved in front of me, on his knees just like Trace and I were. The Irishman’s fat cock brushed against my lower belly, and I leaned toward him, wishing desperately that I could wrap my arms around him.
But when his lips caught mine in a fierce kiss, I forgot all about the binds restraining me. Fire lashed through my body, and when he fisted his cock and dragged the slick head over my sensitive clit, I cried out into his mouth. He found my entrance and pushed inside, groaning as his thick length filled me up.
“Gods, ye feel so damn good, sweetheart.”
Trace gave a muffled grunt behind me that was some kind of agreement, and the two men began to move in alternating strokes, one drawing out while the other plunged inside. I was suspended between them, impaled by them and supported by them, and I could feel their desire for me in every movement, every breath.
I lost myself in a haze of pleasure as first Lachlan and then Trace kissed me, and when I caught sight of Merrick watching the three of us, fisting the base of his still-hard cock, my whole body locked up.
A sound that was part groan and part sob fell from my lips as a deep pleasure radiated through my entire body. I was pinned between the two men, but my body writhed anyway, as if the sensations crashing through me were too much for one person to contain.
