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Tristan’s knee bumped into Rand’s inner thigh. The intimacy level was ratcheting up. No avoiding it. They’d always managed to have their own space when they were fucking her. Not now. Not here. There was no space. There was only her.

Getting inside of her.

Sha

ring her.

On every fucking plane.

Tristan reached behind him for the tube of lube. She needed just a bit more. He uncapped it, then gripped her hips. “Lean forward, baby.” He scraped his teeth over her shoulder and brushed his cock along the seam of her ass. His balls dragged over the space in between. Rand was there.

Rand’s engorged cock pulsed inside her as he tried to slow it down. He was fucking close. Tristan knew the signs. Knew Rand almost as well as he knew himself.

He drizzled the warming lubricant over her ass. It found every crevice, pooling over their joined bodies. The glistening skin like a neon sign for his cock. Tristan fisted himself while he collected the pool of liquid to rub against her.

“Fuck,” he whispered.

She was stretched over Randy, one hand bracing herself as her hips moved restlessly. She pushed back on him where Tristan would have slowed down. “Inside, inside, inside.” Her voice was a chant of sighs. “You’re killing me.”

His head passed through the ring of muscle and he hissed out a breath. So goddamn tight. He canted his hips and hissed. Her. She was everywhere. And so was Randy. Tristan sucked in a breath as his cock slid ever deeper into her body. Her hissing moan matched his. So tight and perfect. So foreign and so much like coming home.

He gently glided inside of her, his entire shaft brushing along Rand’s with only the barest of shields between them. It took a moment, but they found a rhythm. She rose up and gripped the post. Rand followed her, his mouth latching onto her swaying breast.

“Yes.” The word exploded between all of them. “More.”

Tristan tried to keep his strokes smooth and slow, but the more she moved, the more he wanted to surge into her. He reached up to grip her shoulder, her hair at the nape of her neck. He dragged her upright and everything seemed to stop in his brain. He snapped his hips forward as Randy withdrew.

The race was on.

Then there was only them in tandem. They both filled her and her shouts of reaction seemed to only increase the speed and friction between all of them.

Tristan reached around to the front of her and found her swollen clit. She trembled, her thighs shaking so hard he worried that it was too much for her. He tried to slow down and she stretched a hand behind her, blindly reaching for him.

Her hands gripped his hair and he followed her down until his mouth was at her neck. “You like this? Want it this hard?”

“More,” she said on a ragged moan. “I’m going to come. Don’t stop.”

“Never.” He hammered into her, keeping his fingers busy between their bodies. Randy held onto her. His head was thrown back and the cords of his neck stood out in stark relief.

Sweet fuck, they were all on the edge.

Tristan doubled his efforts on her clit, as he pressed her harder into Randy until the friction was unbearable.

Her screams seemed like she was a moment away from pain, but then the sounds tumbled into a void. He didn’t know if it was because his own blackness was taking over, or because she was so far gone that words and sounds couldn’t even materialize.

Tristan pulled out of her and whipped the condom off. His cum splashed along her back and striped the curve of her ass. She collapsed on Randy as he gripped her hips and slammed into her one more time, erasing the space between them.

His bellow was more animalistic than Tristan had ever heard before.

She curled her arm under Rand’s neck and simply held on until they were nothing but a pile of sweat and skin. Her other hand gripped Tristan’s ass to make sure he didn’t get away. Her nails bit into his flesh when he tried to move.

“Not yet,” she whispered.

Tristan couldn’t deny her. Not now.

Perhaps not ever.

They slowly slid to a more relaxed position with a sleepy and sated Juliet between them. She let her head fall back against Tristan and hooked her leg over Randy’s hip. “Holy fuck.”

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