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“Birdie, what’s wrong?” Brade’s voice is scared, as is the expression on his face. I’m not sure how to tell him I almost peed on the guys below me. I’m mortified.
“I’m fine. Just, uh— I’ll be right back.” I scramble off the bed, beelining for the bathroom. I do have to pee and sit on the toilet, but the urge isn’t nearly what it was a moment ago. After cleaning up and washing my hands, I try to figure out how to explain my abrupt departure.
Unfortunately, when I open the door, there's a very satisfied Apollo on the other side. He leans against the doorjamb with an arm up above his head.
"We'll try again when you aren't worried about wetting yourself. But to be clear you probably wouldn't have, and none of us are going to have an issue if you did. Especially if one of us is deliberately instigating it."
Well, I guess there's no need for an explanation. "A little warning would have been good. That was embarrassing."
Apollo nods then changes the subject slightly. "Get yourself back on the bed, Nightingale. My dick still has an appointment with your rear-end."
My eyes close in consternation. He had to keep up the gutter talk. A moment later, they fly open when he scoops me up bridal-style and carries me back, depositing me directly over Marcus. I glance at Brade who's trying to hide his amusement even as he has his dick, shiny with lube, wrapped in his hand.
Apollo helps situate my legs, and Marcus drives his erection in hard, eliciting a gasp from me. Marcus slid in easily enough that I suspect he added more lubrication to himself while I was in the bathroom.
"Lay on his chest."
It's all the warning Apollo gives before he's pressing a hand on my back, urging me to do his bidding. As soon as I'm where he wants me, he reaches with one hand to toy with my clit and uses the other to slick up my backdoor again.
Marcus wraps his arms around me, one on my upper back and the other lower, above the swell of my bottom, giving small pumps in and out in tandem with the fingers working in my ass.
Apollo brings me nearly to orgasm before he stops to readjust. The head of his dick touches my rear opening, rubbing around in circles until a short thrust has the tip popping through my stretched ring. It stings slightly but not enough to complain about, and I wait for him to move forward.
He doesn't, instead reaching between me and Marcus to flick the hard nub at the top of my folds.
I lift my head to meet Marcus' gaze, and he gives me a smile before tangling a hand in my hair to angle my head for a kiss. He has to lift his own some but still manages it.
Apollo grips my hips, sliding forward and back repeatedly until he's fully seated, and I'm taut with the strain of taking them both.
"You doing alright, Birdie?" I look at Brade and nod, wondering if they set it up this way. A fourth party to check in and make sure nothing goes too far. If they did, I think that might be the sweetest thing— and it wholly proves that my trust isn't misplaced.
I bite my lip, flicking my eyes from Marcus to Brade.
"Is there something you need, Solovey?" My gaze settles on Marcus', and I'm not sure if it's something they'll be okay with. "If I'm perfectly fine with you squirting on me, I think you can ask for something you're obviously wanting."
With his backhanded reassurance, I blurt out my question. "Will you suck Brade's dick with me?"
Noises of surprise come from them all, and I'm worried I asked for too much. Then Marcus' chest starts to shake under me which does odd and intriguing things to my lower half that's impaled on his and Apollo's dicks. I push back on the one in my ass, driving the other deeper as well— putting an end to the amusement.
"If he's willing, I'd be happy to do so, but Apollo may want in on that as well."
"It may be slightly awkward position-wise, but yes, I would as well." At Apollo's confirmation, Brade is the one looking gobsmacked now.
He quirks a brow at me as if to ask 'what have you gotten me into?' I just shrug and grin at him before innocently adding, "I want to have my dick and eat it too?"
Brade groans slightly but knee walks the short distance to us until he's almost straddling Marcus' head. I have to let them direct since I'm sort of needing my arms to support myself, but they manage to get his dick to my lips, and Marcus and I share him like he's a popsicle made out of flesh.
We've paused long enough that my arousal has receded a bit, but Apollo picks back up with his steady plunging. Sucking on Brade and kissing Marcus around his dick just does it for me. I feel debauched and free and am loving every moment of it.
Soon enough, we're a sweaty panting mess, and it's only going to be a matter of time before one of us gets off. I'm betting on Brade, but he pulls back to rearrange while Marcus and Apollo take the opportunity to rail my holes mercilessly. Braeden, kneeling next to us on the bed, discovers it's too awkward for Apollo and I both to reach him.
"Apollo, switch places," Marcus commands, voice tight with need.
At first I think he wants to literally change who is in where, and I'm about to tell them it's not happening. Maybe Marcus can eventually get in my ass, but it won't be tonight. Then Apollo pulls out, leaving an odd empty sensation behind, and Marcus taps my leg to get off him.
"Uh… how is this going to work?" I ask.
"I'll help, Solovey, you'll see." And he does. Apollo lays in the space he vacated, and Marcus directs me to face away from Apollo while kneeling between his thighs. "Scoot back and tuck your feet under his legs."
