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His hand still on his cock started stroking even though there was no way he could go again any time soon. As he watched Mack crawl up over Calla’s body, his cock stirred back to life. Well Jaysus, if they kept this up, maybe he’d be back at full mast sooner than he thought possible.
He was so lost in the idea of trying to come again, he missed Mack’s intention until he heard him ask, “You ready?”
Ready for what? Shite. Liam tried to scramble to shove Mack off. “No, wait, she’s a—”
But it was already too late. Mack jerked his hips forward and he thrust his condom-covered cock into Calla’s sopping pussy with one quick push.
Chapter Twelve
CALLA
Oh God. Mack was inside her. That pressure deep inside her was his cock. She was having sex. She was actually having sex. With Mackenzie.
“Get off her, she’s a fucking virgin,” Liam yelled, shoving at Mack.
Mack’s eyes shot to her and widened in sudden horror.
“No, don’t,” she said.
“You heard her,” Liam said. “She said fucking no.”
“No!” Calla wrapped her legs around Mack’s waist when she felt him withdrawing. “Don’t go.”
Mack’s cock pulsed inside her and her eyes dropped shut as she tried to memorize the feeling. Being stretched like that—God, she didn’t even know how to describe it. It didn’t hurt. She’d expected there to be pain. But there was the slightest pinch as Mack’s cock pushed in. How big was he? As big as Liam? Liam had felt huge in her hand and even bigger in her mouth.
God, she’d had Liam O’Neill’s cock in her mouth. He’d been so hard. Like, obviously he was hard. She wasn’t that dumb about sex. She’d even watched porn a couple times out of curiosity. But in the videos she’d seen the sex had been rough. Nothing like the exquisite care Mack and Liam had taken when their mouths were both on her driving her to the edge of sanity. She shuddered both at the memory and the way Mack’s cock felt inside her when he slid out a little further and then pushed in again.
“Are you okay, Calla?” Liam asked, his voice concerned.
Calla swallowed and reached out a hand for him. Liam clasped her fingers and came close so that his face was only inches away. It felt like the most natural thing in the world to prop herself up on her elbow so she could kiss him. She wrapped her arm around his neck and pulled him down with her when she lay back.
“That’s right, sweetheart,” Mack said, his tone gentler than it had been all night. “You’re doing so good. Do you know how good it feels to be inside you? I’ve never felt anything so fucking good.” He hissed through his teeth as he pulled out and then slowly pushed back in. Achingly slowly.
His groin made the barest contact with her clit as he moved and she shifted restlessly against him. Nice that he was being a gentleman and all, but dammit, she needed him to move.
“I’m okay,” she said, breaking from Liam’s kiss to look at Mack. “You’re not hurting me.”
Mack’s face was ruddy with color and she saw a vein straining at his neck. Calla reached out and traced it with her finger. “I’m not going to break.”
“We know,” Liam dropped down to kiss her deep again. “You’re our strong girl.”
Our.
Why did her blood race at hearing him say that? Theirs. She wanted to be theirs. God, she hadn’t even known such a thing was an option, but now that she’d glimpsed it, she wanted it bad.
Which was ridiculous. This was just one night. They were obviously so much more experienced than her. If she had any space left in her head to question things, she’d probably be freaking the hell out right now. Two guys at once? She didn’t even know people did that.
But it had just felt so natural when they were both at her door. They’d looked at each other and apparently shared some unspoken signal because the next thing she’d known, they were both kissing her and she was shoving down the straps on her dress.
“Does me fucking you feel good?” Mack asked, his hips shoving up against her pelvis.
Liam let up from kissing her long enough for her to nod and manage a shaky, “Yes.”
“I can make it feel even better,” Liam said, blue eyes flashing. He snaked a hand down between her and Mackenzie’s body until his middle finger was strumming her right where they’d had their mouths earlier.
“Oh,” she gasped, one hand clutching Liam’s shoulder, the other holding onto Mack. Mack leaned down and kissed her. Gentle at first. And then harder and harder as the rhythm of his thrusts picked up.
“She’s so fuckin’ tight,” Mack murmured.
