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My lungs feel tight, making it hard to get enough oxygen. My clit is so oversensitive that it needs a fucking break, but a different kind of arousal is building inside me, something deep and hungry that goes far beyond just physical pleasure or sex.
I want this. I’ve been wanting this, for longer than I care to admit.
My thighs press together a little, and I start moving my hands a little faster, dropping my head down every once in a while to lick or spit on their cocks, slicking the glide of my hands.
“She looks like a fucking goddess, doesn’t she?” Malix murmurs roughly, and Kian grunts in response, thrusting up into my next stroke.
The burning arousal in my belly flares even hotter at his words, and I squeeze their shafts as I draw my hands upward, making them both groan.
I could come just from this, I think. Not the kind of orgasm like the ones I just had, but something that feels like it would overtake my whole body and consume me like a forest fire.
“Wait,” Malix chokes out, shaking his head as he bites his lip. He grabs my wrist, stopping the movement of my hand, then drags it away from his cock.
I frown, disappointment rushing through me. Fuck, maybe he’s not as into this as I am.
But then he grins, and it’s so sinfully wicked that it sends a rush of desire racing through me. He sits up, scooting away from me before going up on his knees.
“Kian got to watch us before, kitty,” he tells me, glancing down at his brother. “Now I want to watch you. I want to watch you go down on him while I fuck you. Will you do that for me? For us?”
Shit.
The thought of what he’s suggesting leaves me so breathless with want that I can’t even speak. So instead, I just nod fervently.
“Good.” Malix smiles. “Get on your hands and knees between his legs. Put your mouth on him.”
My gaze shifts to Kian, wanting to get a read on how he feels about this. He’s watching me with that intense gaze of his, and although his expression is as hard as ever, the corners of his lips twitch upward, as if he’s holding back a smile.
Keeping my hand wrapped around him, I adjust my position, kneeling between his legs and bending down to wrap my lips around his cock.
“Fuck,” Kian mutters, reaching down to tangle his fingers in my hair.
It reminds me of the first time I went down on him, in that alley behind the bar when I had no idea who he was to me yet—just that this beautiful, enigmatic stranger made me feel things no one else ever had.
Maybe he’s thinking of that night too, because as he looks down at me, there’s something almost tender in his expression.
“I missed having your mouth on me,” he says in a low voice.
I don’t answer. My mouth is too stuffed full of his cock to get words out, and I’m not sure what I would say in this moment anyway. So I just keep bobbing my head up and down as I feel Malix settle into place behind me.
Malix’s large hands grip my hips, and he pulses his hips forward and back a few times, sliding his cock through the folds of my pussy. “You ready for me?” he asks roughly.
I nod, the movement small but distinct. It’s all Malix needs. He draws back again, but this time, instead of teasing me, he finds the entrance of my pussy and drives inside.
I gasp around Kian’s cock, overwhelmed by the sudden feeling of being so full—not just of Malix, but of Kian too. Of both of them claiming me at the same time.
Malix must’ve gotten himself worked up while he was going down on me, because he fucks me like he can’t hold back. Like he’s already used up all of his self-control. In response, I suck Kian deeper into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the smooth skin of his cock as I hollow my cheeks. The harder Malix fucks me, the deeper I try to take Kian, until his cock is hitting the back of my throat.
“Fuck. That feels too good, baby,” he murmurs, his other hand coming to rest on my head too. “I can’t—oh, fuck.”
I can feel his control slipping too, and after a while, it seems to evaporate completely. Gripping my head, he drags my mouth up and down, forcing me to take him even deeper. My eyes water, and I have to fight down my gag reflex, but I dig my fingernails into his hips and let him take what he wants.
“Jesus, that’s hot,” Malix groans from behind me, pumping into me harder and faster.
I squeeze my eyes shut as sensations barrel through me, focusing only on this moment and not the crippling fear and sadness I felt before Malix came into my room.
Just this.
Just us.
When I come again, it radiates through my body in a hot rush, and Malix must feel the way I tighten around his cock.
“Fuck,” he grunts, pistoning his hips even harder. “Gonna come. Gonna—”
He cuts himself off with a groan, tightening his hold on my hips as he slams into me one more time. I feel the hot rush of his cum spilling into my pussy just a second before Kian’s cock thickens in my mouth.
“Amora!”
With a rough cry, Kian empties himself down my throat, his whole body shuddering with each pulse of his cock.
He releases his grip on my head as soon as I swallow the last bit of his release, and I suddenly realize I’m low on oxygen as I drag my mouth off his cock and suck in a deep breath.
Malix pulls out of me, slapping my ass lightly as his cum slides down my leg. I collapse onto the bed, sprawling out beside Kian, and Malix drops down on my other side.
All three of us are breathing hard, sweaty, disheveled, and messy. It occurs to me that I should clean up, but I can’t muster up the willpower to move. I was exhausted and strung out before, and now I’m exhausted, slightly less strung out, and sated.
“That was…” I mutter, but I have no follow-up. Coming up with the right words to describe it would take more brainpower than I currently have.
“Yeah.” Malix chuckles. “It was.”
