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"Did you say, ‘boyfriends?’" Sarah hadn’t managed to get a word in edgewise, exceptthat.
Rayne chewed her lip.
"I’ll call you back," she said to Sarah and hung up.
Red-faced, she tried to explain herself. "It was only because she said her boyfriend was going to beat you up, and it was just a slip of the tongue. Nothing more. So just relax, okay?"
She refused to say another word after that and quickly escaped to the bedroom as soon as they got home. She was prepared to stay there forever.
But it had been the most exhilarating day of her life. Not only had she taken the girl down in one move in two seconds like a boss, Beckett, Aston, and Keaton had smiled at her. Like real smiles. And she couldn’t stop glowing. But then she called them her boyfriends. And now they were probably avoiding her.
It was already way past midnight, and they had not come to the bedroom to sleep in their chairs.
She paced the floor. They were definitely avoiding her. She couldn’t take it anymore. She had to go find them and tell them she was sorry for blurting out stupid things. She hadn’t even gotten around to thanking them properly, not that she hadn’t done so countless times already. But just as she opened the door, there they stood.
A thick silence spread out between them. She didn’t know when she started thinking with her heart.
"Please," she whispered.
Her heart missed a beat as they charged toward her. Ferocious men in all their male glory. She staggered backward because they were so big, so potent, so powerful, and so beautiful, but she was only herself.
An ordinary girl.
They reached her, and she found herself wrapped in their arms, their large calloused hands peeling the clothes off her body until she was rendered completely naked, wearing only the wetness that came from her body. For them.
All for them.
"Rayne."
Her name echoed around the room, profound and powerful. Heat traveled down her body as they took possession of her lips with theirs. She had never been kissed before. She had never even had a steady boyfriend before.
She crumbled almost to her knees as Beckett cupped her face, his tongue sweeping across the expanse of the inside of her mouth, drinking from her. She sighed into his mouth as Aston and Keaton shifted in behind her. Dressed in sweatpants as well, which only enhanced the extraordinary male beauty of their bodies, she allowed herself to be enveloped in their heat. Shuddering like the virgin she was, she swayed into their thick cocks, concrete hard against her.
She whimpered in Beckett’s mouth as Aston and Keaton bit the sides of her neck, leaving behind red bruises that she never wanted to fade.
Beckett passed her onto Aston, and he immediately took her lips into his mouth, sucking on them until they felt swollen and achy, and then he kissed them all better again. By the time Keaton reached for her, her mouth was an explosion of heat. As Keaton nipped at her swollen bottom lip, Beckett pushed her legs apart and stroked the tips of his fingers up her thigh, spreading her wetness into her skin.
Oh god.
"I want to kill any man who tasted this mouth that was made for us," Keaton growled. Her clit pulsed, and Beckett was going to find fresh wetness spilling out of her. She shook her head.
"No one has ever kissed me before," she whispered, blood-red and embarrassed to admit her lack of experience.
"Ah fuck. A virgin mouth," Keaton said, kissing her tenderly again.
Aston took her breast into his hand, his thumb brushing over her nipple repeatedly, forcing her to make incoherent purring noises.
"What about here, Rayne?" He bent his head and took her nipple into his mouth. She gasped in shock at the wet heat of his mouth as he tenderly swept his tongue over her engorged peak, leaving her dripping wet from his mouth by the time he released her. "Any man kiss your sweet, addictive nipples like that before?" She shook her head. Lost for words.
"A virgin mouth. Virgin nipples," Keaton said huskily, taking her other nipple into his mouth and sending her right back into the oblivion of white-hot pleasure.
She pouted in frustration when Beckett picked her up and laid her down on the bed. Aston and Keaton parted her legs, and Beckett lowered himself until she could feel his breath on her pulsing pussy.
"What about here, sweet Rayne?"
Her head lifted off the bed as Beckett opened his mouth on her. She saw stars behind her closed eyes as he lapped at her wetness over and over again. Sucking her folds into his mouth and then flicking the bead of her clit until she was tossing and turning around on the bed.
"A virgin pussy."
