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I bite my lower lip, playing coy and enjoying the flare in their eyes as all three pairs zero in on my lips.

I don’t dare move because I know this is Lincoln’s game. He always calls the shots, the moves, the positions.

Lincoln is the alpha of all alphas.

Finn secures their prey.

Maverick plays with it.

Together, their only focus is to make me come. Repeatedly.

“Get on the couch, Octavia. Legs spread so we can look at you.” Lincoln’s words are leveled—clear—and as if he’s just set a chess game in motion, the others get into position. Finn and Mav take one step forward while Lincoln moves away to give me a wide berth—like he’s afraid of touching me—following me only with his calculating eyes.

When I reach the couch, I turn, sit, then instantly spread my legs so my pussy is in clear view for all of them.

Hungry eyes stare back at me, hard dicks clearly outlined behind their clothes.

Linc looks over to the guys and without a word, they both come and kneel on either side of me, following his silent command.

Mav’s the first to move, wrapping one hand around my wrist and bringing my palm to his cock, rubbing it—harder than I ever would—thrusting his hips into my hold.

Finn mimics Mav’s moves after taking my wrist to his lips first—kissing it reverently—before bringing my hand to his impossibly hard dick. I turn to look at one then the other before my gaze lands on Lincoln as he takes one last step closer and drops to his knees, his hands on the inside of my thighs.

I watch in rapt attention as Lincoln licks his thumb then his forefinger, before bringing both to my nipple and tweaking hard enough to make me flinch, but the pain feels so good.

“Fuck,” Mav groans, his voice little more than a rumble.

“You should see how wet she is.” Lincoln’s eyes snap to mine, and he leans in and swipes his tongue through my slit before he lands on my clit and circles it agonizingly slowly.

I’m mesmerized but his steel gaze traps me in his snare. Telling me without a single word that I’m his.

That I’m theirs.

Mav and Finn rub their cocks on my hands, using the fabric of their clothes for friction, and before I understand what’s happening, Mav hands my wrist to Finn who places it with my other, trapped together in one unbreakable hold.

In a heartbeat, Mav’s lips are on mine, kissing me with an intensity that takes my breath away and just as quickly as he attacks, he’s gone.

Finn does the same, swiping his tongue across my mouth—quickly delving inside—before he jumps over the back of the couch and stands behind me, my arms up and above my head.

The position makes my tits push out, my back arch, and my head lean heavily against the headrest.

I’m completely exposed. My thighs are held down, my cunt is being devoured, my arms are trapped above me, and my nipples are primed for the taking.

I practically drool as Maverick and Finn start to undress. Lincoln keeps my legs spread as he leans back and unbuttons his jeans just enough to free his cock through the V of the open zipper.

“How many times have you dreamed of this, Octavia?”

I don’t have time to answer Linc’s question, because Mav has my throat in a chokehold—fingers pressing down just below my ears with his thumb and middle finger.

“Her pulse is like a freight train. I’m guessing a whole fucking lot.” My eyes dart to Mav, blinking to answer him. To tell him that, yes, I regularly dream of having them all at my mercy. That even when I’m not the one calling the shots, I’m still in charge.

Finn bends over my shoulder and takes my free nipple in his mouth, flicking the hard bud with his tongue, fast and erotic. It tears a moan from my lips earning me a chuckle from Linc.

“Fuck, I need to come or else I’m never going to last.” Mav leans into my mouth, whispering on my lips. “Time to suck my cock, V. Nice and deep, the way you like it.” I whimper at Mav’s words, a sound that tells him I really do want to have it in my mouth.

“Such a good girl.” Fuck, I love it when Linc calls me that.

My eagerness earns me a finger in my pussy, pushed in nice and deep. Twisting and scissoring like he’s preparing me for something. For his cock?

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