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“That’s true,” I muse.
“Well, you didn’t take your advantage. Now it’s my turn withourgirlfriend,” Ezra argues.
“Guys, isn’t the fun of this that you don’t need to take turns?” I ask them both teasingly, and there are twin groans as replies.
“You want us both?” Ezra asks, his face in my hair.
“At the same time?” Sawyer checks.
“Yes, I absolutely do.”
I nod brazenly, and they grin at my unabashed enthusiasm before Ezra snakes his hand around the back of my neck, turning me to face him so he can take my lips in a blistering kiss. His tongue dominates mine, his hands holding my face still while I turn so I’m straddling him. It’s easy to lose myself in my guys. Ezra’s hand trails round to my back, smoothing along my skin until I feel him tug on the tie of my top, the cups floating in the water between us. He trails his fingers across my ribs, making me shudder, then cups my breast, massaging it gently as he continues to kiss me deeply. When he pinches my nipple lightly, I gasp into his mouth, my hips beginning to rock and search for friction. I feel him smile against my lips before he pulls back, his lazy smirk greeting me when I open my hooded eyes.
“I think Sawyer is feeling left out,” he drawls, and I take that for what it is—an invitation to make him feel included. I slide off Ezra’s lap, turning and rising out of the water so my nipples peak even harder in the cool air, and take the step toward Sawyer as I pull the top over my head. Sawyer is looking at me as if he’d quite happily devour me, and it makes a shiver run through my body. I lean my hands on his thighs, his own coming to rest on my hips as I reach up to kiss him. His hands skim my back, tangling in my hair to keep me exactly where he wants me, and I’m more than happy with that, kissing him back with as much passion and hunger as he gives me. I’m not surprised when hands appear on my hips, tugging at the ties that rest there until they disappear, leaving me bare just above the water level. I feel the warmth of Ezra’s body as he stands, pressing himself against my back. He kisses my shoulder lightly before wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me from Sawyer.
“Bend over and take him in your mouth, gorgeous,” he whispers, my gaze immediately falling from Sawyer’s darkening eyes to the impressive length straining against his shorts. I do as he says, the same thrill running through me at Ezra’s instructions as always, bending at the waist as he keeps hold of my hips. Sawyer lifts himself up to let me pull his shorts down, hissing through his teeth as I take him in my hand with a light squeeze. Ezra moves away, but I know he won’t go far, and right now, I’m focused on making Sawyer feel good. I wrap my lips around him, bobbing my head up and down his shaft as I work the rest of him with my hand.
“Fuck,” he grits out from above me. “You are good at that.”
His fingers thread through my hair, not pushing me down, but it’s a weight that has me wanting to rub my thighs together. As I clench, the sounds I’m eliciting from Sawyer making me more desperate for friction between my legs, I feel Ezra’s tongue at my entrance. I gasp, reflexively going to pull off Sawyer, but his hand is there, keeping me in place. A moan runs through me, even though I know if I really wanted to stop, there’s no way he’d not let me up. But strangely, the idea of the opposite has warmth spreading through my body. As I taste Sawyer, Ezra continues tasting me in a slow perusal of my slit that makes me want to push back into him to increase the pressure, but being anchored to Sawyer in this way means I can’t.
“God, this isn’t going to last long,” Sawyer groans when I moan around him, my fist tightening around his solid length. Ezra chuckles behind me, pulling away and making me miss his tongue instantly, except he replaces it with the head of his dick instead, pushing into me in one hard thrust as I dig my fingernails into Sawyer’s thigh. I groan and manage to loosen my other hand so as not to give him an injury. Ezra pulls out of me slightly before slamming back in, deeper this time, and the force pushes me further onto Sawyer’s dick. The tip touches the back of my throat, and I only just have the brain capacity to remember to swallow as it breaches, although it’s only for a second before Ezra’s jostling me and pulling me back off Sawyer just enough to clear my airway, Sawyer’s panting breaths mirroring mine.
“Did she gag?” Ezra asks, and Sawyer must shake his head, because the next moment Ezra is slamming into me again and Sawyer’s dick slips back down my throat. It’s rough and forceful and doesn’t give me a second to get my bearings; I’m completely overwhelmed by them at both ends, and I fucking love it.
“Fuck, I’m gonna go,” Sawyer warns, and Ezra accepts the challenge, picking up speed as he pulls my hips back toward him, letting Sawyer fill my mouth as my head bobs up and down with each thrust. Pleasure builds and builds within me as I claw at Sawyer, desperate to explode. Only when I’m whimpering and moaning around him does Ezra reach round and pinch my clit, causing me to shatter and scream around Sawyer. My hips are held up as my knees go weak, and Ezra fucks me through my release until I can barely remember my own name. Then he shunts me forward with his hips, forcing Sawyer’s dick as far down my throat as it can go, and I come undone again, pinned between them as they groan and curse and fill me up with their own releases. Their hands stroke my hair and my body, and they whisper sweet nothings as we all pant and slowly come back to earth.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Harlow
Monday morning comes way too quickly.
As we pull up to the address Nico has given us, a tremor runs through me. A double-height fence runs as far as we can see, and a black wrought-iron gate stands imposingly in front of us. We’re quiet as the gate slowly opens and reveals the grounds behind it. As Ezra drives through, goose bumps rise along my arms, and I turn to watch the gate close behind us. This place is already giving me the creeps.
We crunch slowly up the gravel drive lined with trees, and as we reach the bend at the end, the house comes into view. It’s massive. It reminds me of the school from X-Men, and I guess it’s a similar concept, except without the superpowers. I’m glad we got out of living here while we complete our training. I already can’t wait to leave and go back to my own bed.
Sawyer leans forward between the front seats to look up at the mansion in front of us once Ezra has parked.
“You okay?” he asks, and I nod, although it’s totally a lie. I’m not okay. None of this is okay.
“Yep. It’s just a job, right?” I shared my coping mechanism with them this weekend.
“Exactly. We’ll be back here getting ready to drive home before you know it.”
“Can’t wait.”
I push my door open and hop out. I didn’t really know what to expect, especially for the first day, and I’d rather turn up in a ballgown than willingly message Nico right now, so I played it safe with gym gear and a jacket. The guys followed suit in joggers and T-shirts. I hear them both get out of the car behind me, and I go to step on the first stone stair leading up to the front door, but spin and face them instead.
“I think we should go into this with an open mind.”
“What does that mean?” Ezra asks with a confused look on his face.
“Meaning it’s a trial day. Neither of you have to be here, so please remember that.” The confusion turns to annoyance. At me.
“Harlow—” he starts, but I interrupt him.
“No.” It’s cowardly, but I look down at the ground as I continue. “Don’t accept this as the new normal. Please. Use it like a tester to realize how serious this is. I want you to see what is being asked of you while you still have the chance to change your mind. I don’t want you blinded by our relationship and led into something that could make you part of something you don’t want. Our relationship doesn’t depend on your involvement in this.”
