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The sound of a zipper and the snap of a condom caused her to shiver. Finally. She felt as desperate as a junkie who’d been denied her fix for a few days. Hot, latex-covered flesh bumped her slit, and then her legs were being lifted, so high that she knew she was on full display. Her legs on either Tris or Sparks’s shoulders, her pussy wide open for them so they could tell exactly what straits she was in.

A lick along her inner calf and she jerked upward, fighting against the material without thought. She couldn’t breathe. Too dark. The haze was making her cries back up in her throat, and as soon as his cock slammed inside her, she was going to come. So hard.

Then the darkness was ripped away, her shirt shoved clear. Sparks’s face loomed into view. His dark hair was spiky, his green eyes wild. His cock nudged her entrance and she moaned, widening her legs so he didn’t doubt for a second that she needed him. Needed this.

“Had to see your eyes,” he said hoarsely, “the first time I slide inside you. Your beautiful eyes.”

Hovering on the edge, she quivered. For him. Them.

This experience they were giving each other again. Somehow the miracle she’d experienced last weekend was occurring one more time, and it was even better.

“Fuck me,” she whispered.

One heave of his hips and he was inside her, so deep that the breath she’d just taken wheezed out again. She’d expected him to be careful with her, but there was no civility left in the man inside her. He was half crazed, driving into her so roughly tha

t her thighs spread for him out of self-preservation. It was either give him room or be forced apart.

He tugged on her hip and she lifted higher off the mattress. Thank God she’d started working out again before their little west coast tour had started. She’d definitely have interesting twinges tomorrow, but nothing compared to the ache in her core. Even the thrust of his cock couldn’t sate it. Every stroke stoked the fire more.

She reached up to clasp her own breasts, rubbing them restlessly as she squeezed his dick inside her. Damn, he was so thick. He wasn’t longer than Tris, but when it came to width, she couldn’t breathe from the flex of his body into hers. He was stretching her in ways she’d feel all night long and probably into next damn week. With every surge, he nudged her clit, making it pulse until she was sure she’d come without him ever touching it.

And then he dropped her legs and flipped her over onto her belly, pulling her up on her knees so he could fuck her just the way he needed to. Groaning, he sank into her again before fumbling around her waist and downward to rub her sensitive clit. He pressed his other hand between her shoulder blades, driving her down onto the bed so he could hammer into her. So fucking deep. She was sure her eyes were probably rolling back into her head, and who even knew what gibberish was flying out of her mouth, but then there was a cock against her lips. The head flushed and wet, strong fingers gripping it in offering.

Without thought, she sucked. That was her goddamn life’s work as far as she was concerned. To feel one man deep in her pussy while she serviced the other, and all three of them lost their freaking minds.

“Take it.” Tris’s guttural tone pushed her to open her throat. To shove up just enough from her sprawled position beneath Sparks’s hand to accept more of Tris’s dick. “All the way in. Greedy bastard,” he muttered, flicking an amused glance above her head to where Sparks was still holding her down at the angle he preferred.

She was jammed between them, absolutely caught, and she adored every lewd, lascivious moment.

“Fuck. So goddamn tight. Squeeze me. I know you’re close. Drown me, sweetheart.” Sparks lunged forward, the deepest he’d been yet, scraping that secret part of her that made her leg start to shake. “All over me.”

The fingers on her clit circled faster, so fast that she had no choice but to chase his strokes. Inside, outside, she couldn’t control the rhythm of her hips. No finesse, just urgency.

Just blinding need.

The cock in her mouth swelled and Tris tapped her cheek, somehow forcing her to roll her eyes up to meet his. Startlingly blue, they struck her in the pit of her belly. So much longing there, all for her.

She sucked him harder, past her gag reflex, past her desperation to breathe. His release in her throat would be her reward.

And then Sparks smacked her ass, and she went wild, her orgasm blazing through her with such fury that her trapped shout echoed around Tris’s dick. All three of them groaned, the sounds mingling until the room filled with their pleasure.

Before she’d even recovered, Sparks pulled out and flipped her over again, yanking off the condom to explode all over her belly. The spray covered her tight nipples and a drop or two even reached her mouth. She licked her lips. “Mmm. I remember that taste.”

Sparks ducked his head and blushed. So freaking cute.

Somehow she wheezed out a laugh. Then she realized she still had a cock against her cheek.

A very hard, needy dick indeed.

“You’re not done yet,” Tris murmured, and she eagerly nodded.

No, sir, she was not. Not even close.

Randy bent to grab his T-shirt to clean her off. “Shower later,” he promised, and she nodded, pretty sure they’d have to carry her into the bath at this rate. Because when Tris helped her to her feet, she wobbled so much that she had to grab the wooden bed frame.

“Up you go,” he said, lifting her into his arms so easily that she left her dignity on the floor.

She’d stopped thinking they shouldn’t carry her the first time Sparks had pulled off that maneuver. God, they’d totally spoiled her for other men.

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