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Juliet had collapsed onto her chest, her body trembling as Tris held her there on the edge of orgasm.
Tristan pulsed his thumb into her ass. The urge to get inside her assuaged for the time being. So goddamn tight. Every part of her sweet body was tight and perfect for him—for them.
He reached to the bedside stand for the box of condoms there in easy reach. She watched him take the condom, helpless to keep from moaning.
“Rand, help her.”
Randy’s eyes were unfocused, his chest rising and falling to catch the oxygen just out of reach.
Tristan rolled the condom on, then wrapped her hair around his palm to ease her higher. He pulled his thumb from her, tempted to say sorry for leaving her body, but she would be so much better when they were done.
When he and Rand filled her up so damn good.
Randy sifted his fingers through her hair to cup the back of her head. He eased her back to his cock as they both watched her take inch after inch into her mouth. So deep that Tristan couldn’t help but groan with Randy.
Once she found her rhythm again, Tristan waited for her to flow back toward him so he could line up his cock with her pussy. He followed her easy rocking back and forward, coasting his palms over her ass to her hips to hold onto her.
Part of him wanted to ease in.
That slice of him was getting overruled each time he witnessed her tongue cup the underside of his best friend’s cock and take him so fucking deep.
He had to follow.
Had to know.
Had to remember just how she felt.
She rolled forward on her knees to take Randy’s cock deep and he followed inside. She moaned around Randy and clenched around Tristan in the same instant.
“Jules. Ah God, so fucking good.”
Randy flung his head back, both hands tangled in her hair. She didn’t let up. She reached back to Tristan and he held onto her arm to stabilize her. She brought her other hand up to shuttle down Randy’s cock, making sure every inch of him was covered that her mouth couldn’t handle.
Tristan used her backward momentum to drive himself inside of her. Each of them using her, owning her, completing her in a way that Tristan had never witnessed before this.
Before them.
Randy’s tendons in his neck swelled and his chest flushed red. Juliet made a slight choking sound, but then she was gulping.
Sweet fuck.
Gulping him down like Randy was her favorite flavor.
She reached back again and Tristan used her arms to help her finish him off. Gripping them tight, he worked her hard.
Her walls fluttered around his cock. He knew she was close.
Getting off on getting them off.
Rand sagged back against the headboard, his breath ragged, his eyes unfocused as he watched them.
Juliet’s nails bit into his forearms as she held onto him. The slap of his thighs against the backs of hers, her pussy clasping his cock, her husky groans—all of it had him racing to come.
He was fairly sure that madness would come first.
Her thigh shook and she screamed a name. Deity, his own, Randy’s—it didn’t matter. He was lost down his own dark tunnel where pleasure crossed into bliss and past the edge of pain.
She let go of one of his arms and sagged into the bed.
