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When they reach down to unzip their pants, my breath catches in my throat.
Moving almost at the same time, they each shove their pants down enough to draw out their cocks, and I swear I can feel drool pooling in the corner of my mouth.
Shit, that’s hot.
They’re both big, and my gaze bounces between the two of them as they start to stroke themselves. North rolls his thumb over the broad head of his cock, gathering the precum spilling from the tip to spread it over the length of his shaft as he works his fist up and down. Cain works himself in short, fast strokes, his eyes burning with fierce lust as he does.
Just as I’m on the verge of being hypnotized by the sight of these two stunning men jerking themselves off, Raven scrapes his teeth softly over my clit, making me jerk against him.
He doesn’t speak, but he looks up at me through his lashes as I glance down at him, and the sight of him on his knees before me, coupled with the sounds of the two other men stroking themselves, is almost enough to have me hurtling over the edge once again.
But Raven doesn’t let me come. He drags his tongue slowly all the way from the bottom of my pussy to the top, lapping up my arousal, then leans back and stands up. A second later, he picks me up again. Except this time, instead of wrapping his arms around me, he throws me over his shoulder.
I let out a surprised sound as all the blood rushes to my head—partly because of gravity and partly because I know my dress is riding up high enough that my ass and pussy are on full display.
“Which bedroom?” Raven asks, his voice rumbling in his chest.
“Well, we all know yours is a mess,” Cain jokes. Then he chuckles. “I guess mine is too. So, North’s it is then.”
Raven starts walking down the hall, and it occurs to me that I have no real idea what this place looks like. I didn’t really take the time to check it out when we entered, since I was a little distracted by the feeling of three men worshipping my body.
When we enter a new room, I get a quick glimpse of an immaculately organized space before Raven tosses me down onto a large bed. I bounce a little as I land on the mattress, and all three men come to stand at the foot of the bed, gazing down at me.
I twist my legs a little, desperate for friction, arousal shooting through me at the way they’re looking at me. My panties are gone entirely by now, abandoned in the entryway when Raven picked me up, and my dress is bunched up around my waist, leaving my lower half on full display.
“Take off your dress,” North commands, his gaze trailing hungrily over my body.
I’ve never had a guy boss me around in bed. Well, that’s not entirely true. Jason tried once, but I kept getting the giggles because he put on this weirdly fake deep voice to do it.
But there’s nothing weird or fake about the growly, dominant tone in North’s voice as he tells me to lose the dress, and it’s almost like my body starts obeying the command before my mind consciously tells my limbs what to do.
Grabbing the fabric of my dress with both hands, I arch my back and sit up partway to tug it off, then toss it on the floor as I settle back onto the bed.
“Now you,” I say, and the husky rasp in my voice definitely isn’t fake either.
North grins. I get the feeling he’s not the kind of guy who takes orders from many people, but he and the others don’t miss a beat as they quickly strip.
I can’t keep my eyes off them as they shed their clothes, my gaze drifting back and forth between the three of them as I try to absorb everything all at once. There’s so much raw masculinity on display that some part of my brain thinks this can’t possibly be real.
Maybe I’m still back at the bar right now, slumped over in a corner booth somewhere having a wet dream after too many martinis.
Well, whatever. Even if this is just a dream, it’s the best fucking dream I’ve ever had. And I’m going to make the most of it.
My lower lip is trapped between my teeth, and I bite down harder as I stare at the tattoos covering Raven’s skin. They’re all done in black ink, detailed and ornate, and I would probably spend hours studying them if not for the fact that there are two other gorgeous men drawing my attention.
North is muscled and solid, with a dusting of hair across his chest and abs so cut I want to sit up and lick them. Cain is lean and gorgeous, with tan skin, a narrow waist, and a fucking gigantic cock.
He grins when he catches me staring at it, and I know I’m blushing when my cheeks heat up.
Still smiling with cocky, hungry self-assurance, he glances over at North. “Condoms?”
“Nightstand.”
Cain winks at me, then strolls over to a nightstand next to the bed and opens a draw near the top. He reaches in and pulls out three foil-wrapped condoms, and my breath catches in my throat.
This is it. I’m really going to do this.
I’m about to fuck all three of these men.
