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Both guys stood silent for a second as they stared at me before falling into a fit of hysterics. Rolling my eyes, I began to walk forward, debating going to get Asa and Milo and having this date with them instead. When I entered the kitchen, it was lit with candles, and Asa and Milo stood in mock waiter uniforms. They were both smiling, but the instant they saw me, their eyes grew hungry, and their mouths parted a little.
“Man, I think we got the raw end of the deal. You look amazing, babe.”
“Yeah, I want to change my role on this date,” Milo said, pushing his glasses up.
Feeling appeased by their responses, I walked over to them, giving them each a hug and kiss. Once I was done, I turned and looked at the two troublemakers. They were standing together, hands practically touching, and I could feel the chemistry between them like electrical currents. Despite their obvious connection, both were focused on me, eyes hungry, their smiles contrite.
“Sorry, sweetheart. Please let us make it up to you with this evening we'd planned.”
Nodding, I let Ryker and Cohen lead me to a table covered in a fancy linen tablecloth, candles, and fine china.
“Where did you get all of this?” I asked. We’d been moving all of our belongings into the house over the course of the week, but we hadn’t had time to go and get things the house needed. Mainly because I’d been focused on getting my closet haven ready before anything else, but I didn’t take the guys for ones to have dinnerware and cloth tablecloths.
“Sawyer brought it over earlier. She borrowed some of it from Aggie, and some are from my mom,” Asa answered. “Now, for the rest of the meal, Milo and I will be your servers, not your boyfriends.” Asa bowed and walked into the kitchen, bringing over trays of food that smelled delicious. “She also brought over some food that Ollie and Soren prepared.”
“Remind me to thank her.”
Ryker walked over and scooted my chair in behind me, and the three of us sat down and began to eat. It was quiet as we enjoyed the meal, and while it was nice, it felt awkward.
“Okay, I thought this would be a good idea, but I’m beginning to see my flaw in this,” Ryker said, pushing his plate back and getting up. “Come on. Let’s eat dessert from the containers while sitting on the counters. Being too formal is making it weird.”
Giggling, I took his hand and walked with him into the kitchen. Before I could hop up myself, Ryker lifted me onto the counter and handed me a spoon. Cohen leaned against the other side of me, and I was once again in the middle. I dipped my fork into the desert, getting a big scoop of whipped cream.
“You have something…” Cohen moved to point at my face, leaving a glob of whipped cream in his wake. “Oops, I better clean that up.”
His tongue flicked out, trailing over my cheek, and I sucked in a breath. His eyes dropped to my tongue, and a second later, his mouth was on me as he kissed me passionately. I lost all thought as Cohen ravaged my mouth, so when hands began to trail up my legs, I jumped, pulling back. Ryker stood between them, his eyes hooded at half-mast as he took me in. His hands were hot on my skin, and I moved forward, wanting more contact.
“You sure? I know we're—”
“Ryker, touch me.” His pupils fully dilated, and he pushed his palms up my legs, under my skirt. His fingers gripped my thighs, and I moaned at the contact. Cohen began to nibble on my neck, leaving little bites and sucks as he moved.
When he got to my ear, he whispered seductively. “Tell him what to do. It’s sexy as fuck watching you take control, sweetheart. Tell him what you want, and I’ll reward you.”
My breath hitched, and I spread my legs open a little wider as my back arched. “Ryker, take off my panties.”
Ryker’s eyes jumped to mine, and I narrowed them at him. “Did I stutter?” He smiled, and I let out a little breath of relief I hadn’t gone too far. Ryker was usually the dominant one, but it seemed like he wanted to submit to me. I’d never been in control this way before, but as Cohen urged me on, I found I liked it. If this was going to be the dynamic between the three of us, I was here for it.
Ryker’s hand pushed my skirt the rest of the way up, my silk thong on display. I imagined the front displayed my wetness, my arousal leaking out onto my thighs already. Cohen began to move my top up, pulling it over my head as Ryker started to drag my panties down.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy with your legs spread open for me,” Ryker said, staring at the space between my legs.
“Then show me. Kiss me there.”
Cohen began to massage my breasts, tweaking my nipples through the lace and driving me wild. When Ryker’s mouth hit my clit, my head fell back, and I locked my legs around him. His hands gripped me, and I knew I’d have marks tomorrow from how tight he held me to him. When his fingers plunged into me, I almost wept.
“You didn’t tell him to do that,” Cohen whispered, and I whimpered, not liking what that meant. I wanted him to do it even if I hadn’t said it yet. Cohen gave me a pointed look, removing his hands from my tits. Sighing, I straightened up, peering down at the devilish man between my legs.
“I didn’t give you permission to use your fingers. Cohen, show him what that means.”
Since I was still new to figuring out what this was myself, I decided to call in the master. He gave me a smirk as I returned one, waiting for him to join in the fun. Ryker pulled his fingers out and looked to Cohen, waiting for whatever he was going to do. He snatched Ryker’s fingers that were covered in my wetness and stuck them into his mouth, sucking them dry. Ryker and I both moaned, and I didn’t know what sort of punishment this was since it was hot. When he was done with them, he pulled Ryker to him by his shirt, slamming their mouths together in a rough kiss that had me panting.
Pushing my own fingers into my wet pussy, I began playing with myself as I watched them. They seemed to get lost in one another, making me wetter with their connection and love, even if they were too afraid to admit it. Massaging my clit, I circled it roughly as I began to grow closer to my climax. When they pulled apart and stared at me with hungry eyes, I came, shuttering as my pussy tightened around the emptiness.
“Fuck, that was hot. I think it’s time we give her something more. Playtime is over, little hacker.”
Before I could respond, I was yanked off the counter by my hips and spun around. My bra was unclasped, falling to the surface. I could hear shuffling behind me, and the sound of a condom wrapper before the head of a cock was pressed into me from behind.
“Shit, Ry. You got your dick pierced!” Cohen exclaimed, catching me off guard as said dick was thrust into me. Arms wrapped around me, pulling me flush to a chest as he bent down to kiss me. When he pulled away, more of the cocky, flirty guy I knew was there, and I was happy to see him relaxing into himself and this.
