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“Stop being mean,” I whisper. Behind me Dax lets out a mumble of incoherent words. “Just count yourself lucky that I love you enough to forgiveyourmorning breath.”
“I don’t have morning breath,” he counters, showing me a beautiful white, straight-toothed smile. “I just cleaned my teeth thank you very much.”
I shake my head and pull a face, covering my nose. “Are you sure?” I joke, holding in a laugh as he huffs a breath into his cupped hand.
“Not funny, Titch,” York grins, his hand rising from my chest to cup my jaw. He lowers his head to rest on the pillow beside mine, then runs the tip of his nose over the bridge of mine. It’s a really sweet, affectionate move that makes my heart swell. “Do you know how beautiful you are?”
“I could say the same to you.”
He smiles, stroking my face with his fingers as he watches me closely, his gaze sliding over my face, pausing on my lips for a moment before rising back up to look in my eyes.
“I want to ask you something,” he says, serious all of a sudden as he tucks a stray piece of hair behind my ear.
“Sure, go ahead.”
“Am I your favourite, is that why you’ve saved the best ‘til last?”
For a moment I think he is actually being serious, but when his lip starts twitching and a laugh bursts out of his mouth, I shake my head giving him a shove. Behind me, Dax mutters in his sleep, disturbed by our laughter. “Shh, you’ll wake Dax up.”
“Uh-huh,” York responds leaning in close again.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask, licking my bottom lip. I know full well what he’s about to do and my heart hammers at the anticipation of his kiss. I feel warm and safe. Being here, sandwiched between two of the men I love seems completely natural, just like it had when I’d made love with Zayn yesterday and Xeno had watched.
“Proving that you’ve saved the best for last,” he says, before kissing me with a peppermint tongue.
I smile into his mouth as he slides his hand over my thigh and hip and presses the length of his body against mine. He’s hard, I can feel just how hard through the thin material of my sleep shorts and his soft flannel pyjama bottoms which, incidentally, are surprisingly sexy on him.
I hook my leg over his so that I can rub against him. “Hmm,” I hum, loving the feel of him against my aching core.
“Fuck, Titch,” he mumbles against my lips, his hips grinding against me as we dry hump and kiss with muffled moans, Dax’s arm still trapped between us.
“Shit, well that’s certainly something to wake up too,” Dax chuckles sleepily as he shifts closer behind me, his open mouth pressed against the spot where my neck meets my shoulder.
“Hands off my cock,big boy,” York retorts, pulling back to look at Dax behind me before dropping his gaze lower. He’s grinning and the love I feel emanating from him makes me go all gooey inside.
“Wait, that’s your cock?” Dax exclaims in mock horror.
“Well it certainly ain’t yours, mate.”
Even though I burst out laughing at their playfulness, my cheeks heat. “Oh my God, you two!”
“Want to let it go now?” York chuckles.
“Gladly. I’ve got better things to hold onto anyway,” Dax quips, his large hand cupping my breast gently as his mouth lowers back to my shoulder. The sensation of his hot mouth, teeth and tongue sliding over my skin sends sparks flying down my spine. With heavy-lidded eyes, and my hips grinding against York’s cock, I arch my neck allowing Dax better access. He doesn’t disappoint me, and I let out little mewls of appreciation as his large hand cups my jaw and he smothers me in kisses.
“Keep making those noises, Titch, and I might just come in my pants right now. It’s been agony keeping away whilst these other bastards had their wicked way with you,” York says roughly as he reaches for the waistband of my shorts and slides them down my legs, leaving me bare below. Gently his finger grazes over my slit and he growls when he finds me wet and wanting.
Dax chuckles, shaking his head. “Don’t you dare, motherfucker. Our girl needs to come at least twice before you do.”
“Damn right,” York smirks, reaching for my top and helping me to remove it. Now I’m completely naked and at the mercy of these men.
“Fuck, Kid. I’ve been dreaming about fucking your pussy with my tongue again,” Dax groans, sliding down my body and positioning himself between my legs. “Look at that, York, can you see her pretty little cunt, all pink and wet for us?”
I watch Dax as his tattooed hands grip my thighs gently as he settles between them. York smiles languidly, his hand snaking beneath the waistband of his joggers as he watches Dax part my pussy lips with his fingers. “Beautiful,” he grinds out.
“Eat her out, Dax. Fuck our girl with your tongue. Make her come,” York encourages before lowering his mouth over my breast and sucking my nipple into his mouth.
“Gladly,” Dax replies, licking me from core to clit in one firm stroke.
