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Never in all my thoughts did I think I would be in the middle of some fucked up situation like this. I had to do it. Had to fuck her. I wanted to taste her, but she pulled Tituss in, and I was not about to put my mouth anywhere. This was…not my style. Those fuckers just didn’t care. I realized that they had embraced the dark side of this woman when she tried to get both of their dicks in her mouth at once. As if I was nothing to be bothered with standing there between her legs.
Fuck her hard enough. I slid my dick to her opening and then gripped her hips and pulled as I slammed into her. She groaned, and they stood on either side of her supporting her head and neck, touching her nipples. She turned her head one way, sucked one dick, turned the other, sucked that one, and I hated that I wanted her to suck mine too, so I fucked harder, and damn if Tituss didn’t say, “Keep it up, man.” He reached down her body and touched her clit, and with that spin of his fingers, his encouragement of, “That’s it, baby. Let him feel how good it is when you cum.” He looked at me and smiled as he said, “After all, this is his only chance. Right?”
To hear her come apart and then to see her swallow Dane’s dick as she convulsed was a sight. It was a damn sight and sound and feel of a woman in the throes of passion that had me all fucked up because I had quick sex, most of my clothes on, most of hers on, perfunctory at best the handful of times I had actually fucked someone. This was…that journal was full of her young adventures with Tituss. Her Popsicle moved into that place as Dane nudged me and said, “Watch out.”
I pulled back, realized I had stopped moving, so he probably thought I had come. Still, the spot was open, and he gave me a snooze you lose look and slid right into her. “You need more, baby?”
She nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”
They situated her back to where she could take one in her mouth, the other in her cunt, and Tituss shook his head and said, “Get in the game or get the fuck out, man. You wanted this. Remember?”
I moved toward her head, and he said, “Reach for him, baby. He really needs to understand what he’s going to be missing after this.”
She obeyed like he was the boss of her. Her hand wrapped around me, and I shuffled forward, and then he slipped out of her mouth, and she turned her head, opened and just like into that heat between her legs, I was feeling all this for the first time without a condom on. She did a swirl of her tongue around the crown of my dick, and I lost it. Busted on impact and she pulled off, so it went shooting over her neck and the desk.
“Nice aim.” Dane. Fucker. “Pinch her nipples.”
I reached and squeezed one. Every little gasp and coo had me getting hard again. Her fingers stroking my nut sac didn’t hurt either. Dane said, “Come on, baby. Cum for Daddy.”
I watched her wind up, convulse, groan out around Tituss’s cock, and wished it were mine. Not a problem since I was ready for her when she turned her face in my direction. Dane emptied and pulled back as Tituss moved in and fucked into her as she sucked me off. Dane stood next to Tituss and said to her as he stroked her thigh with his hand, held her wider. “You’re so fucking beautiful like that, baby.”
Then he bit her ankle, and she came again as Tituss ended his run, and I was left as the last man standing. They moved around the desk as I moved between her legs. She looked worn out and…wonderful as I slid into her and realized what they left in there was also sliding out of her. They were kneeling this time, heads next to hers, whispering sweet nothings, touching her breasts, praising her, and I heard myself say, “It’s so fucking good.”
They smiled, and if I ever thought I had seen a demon before in my life, it was then, as she looked up at me and said, “Then fuck me like you mean that.”
I somehow got my hand under he back, pulled her up, away from them and closer to me where I lost my fucking mind and probably my soul in the next instant.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Harpy
He was the one who pulled me up, so I wrapped my arms around him and put my lips to his. I had a feeling for all his bad behavior, Apollo was…innocent in this. Was being the keyword here. His grip tightened, and he drove up and into me like I was his and his alone even with all the evidence to the contrary all over me and now all over him.
He came in a gritted teeth, closed eyes, attempt to be quiet as his forehead pressed hard against mine. I stroked his neck and, as he made his last jerking motions, whispered in his ear, “So much better than the shower, don’t you think?”
“You’re the devil.” He looked at me. It might have hurt my feelings when I was younger to be called that. This afternoon, it made me smile.
“You’re cute. Now pull out so I can get a shower and on with my day.” I scooted back for emphasis. He stepped back. I looked at my champions and winked. They were not happy about sharing with each other. They were really not happy about sharing with Apollo, but I was feeling really fucking good at the moment. A bit high from the endorphins. “Good work, everyone. I’ll just…clean this up and then clean me up, and then I’m going to go hang out in my room, read a book, celebrate my B, and try to ignore the B’s in the back yard.”
Only, that didn’t quite work out as I had planned. Once the party had started and I was on the last chapter of an excellent true crime book, a tap sounded at my door. I put the book down and got up. I walked over and unlocked it. When I opened it, I found Dane looking down at me, all puppy-dog eyes and hands behind his back, so I knew something was going on. “Hello, Daddy.”
He snickered. “Come to the party.”
“While I can attest their motto is quite appealing, I am not a Big Dicks Only kind of girl.” I stepped back, and he stepped into my room.
“You think I’m small?” he teased.
“Is it average or—”
His barked laugh was enough to make me smile. “Did you bring me something, or is this a show of submission? My turn to restrain you.”
His brow shot up, and he said as he pulled the hoodie around and handed it to me, “I just wanted you to have this. Wear it. Come to the party with me, but now. Maybe I want you to—”
“Why?” I asked. “I’m the help. They know it.”
“Fuck what they know. I know you’re not the help. You’re…mine.” He reached for me. “And I know you’re theirs, but sometimes it’s like you are just mine, and I don’t have the same problem claiming you as Tituss. We don’t have rotten history to sidestep. My mother wants me with Essie, but she knows I’m with you right now.”
I pulled the hoodie on. He needed me to go down there with him though it was probably just to piss Essie off. Whatever. I had her skirt and…nope. I was not giving that shit back. It looked good on me. I might wear it to class. In fact. I walked over to my dresser and searched through, then pulled it out and asked, “Should I?”
