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A half smile curled the corner of his lips. “Yes, Sugar.”

“And you want to? You’re giving your consent?”

“Yes.”

“And we’re giving you ours. I liked you watching. I like you. They like sharing me.” She smiled at Dawson and then twisted to look at me. “Right?” she asked, almost nervously.

I winked. “Always.”

She blushed, and my heart melted. She thought I was fulfilling her fantasies, but I wasn’t sure she understood just how much she was giving me mine—her with other people; us together with other people.

Reaching back, she wrapped her hand around the back of my neck, guiding my lips to her exposed shoulder, her oversized sweater hanging dangerously low. I nipped gently as her body rolled against me needily.

“What do you want, Marshall? I want to hear you say it.”

“I want to kiss you, Sugar. I want to see if you taste as sweet as you look.”

She giggled, but as my hands cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples through the thin material, it soon turned into a groan.

“But you don’t share,” she whispered. He cupped her face with his giant hand and I couldn’t help but imagine what it would look like around Dawson’s cock while he fucked him from behind.

“Maybe I could make an exception,” he murmured as his thumb dusted over her bottom lip. “There’s something about you, Sugar. I get the impression that once I get a taste, I’ll be addicted.”

Her lips parted, and he pushed his thumb between them, cursing as she sucked hard. “But I’d need you to be my good girl, Lea. Could you do that?” As she nodded, I felt a familiar hand on my hip as Dawson appeared next to me, moving quickly to pop the button on Lea’s jean shorts and undo the zip. As his hand slipped inside them, she cried out, letting Marshall’s thumb fall from her mouth. He traced it down the column of her throat and then collared her neck lightly.

Dawson groaned as he obviously pushed up inside her. “You’re so wet, Sunshine. Do you like having all these hands on you?”

Her head fell back against my shoulder, and Marshall tightened his grip slightly. “Oh, fuck,” she husked, as her breathing quickened. Daw reached over, sliding beneath my joggers, wrapping his hand around my aching, hard cock, humming in appreciation as he touched us both.

“And what about you two?” Marshall asked, looking between Daw and me, his tone dominant and demanding, and I loved it. “Would you behave… do as you’re told?”

I nodded like the needy whore I was, but Dawson huffed. “Not a chance in hell, Marshall. There’s only one daddy in this room and that’s me. Isn’t that right, Bunny?” He sucked my neck in the place he knew drove me wild, and my hips bucked against his hand.

“Not calling you that,” I hissed out.

“Oh, really?” His hand froze and my balls throbbed angrily.

“God, I love it when you two argue, but only if you promise to angry fuck later so I can watch,” Lea groaned from our combined touch as my fingers circled her clit.

My eyes fixated on Marshall, knowing that our little threesome was a lot to take and wondering if he really wanted to be a part of it, despite what he said about not sharing. His dark blue eyes looked almost obsidian as he stared at the scene in front of him, his hand restricting Lea’s breaths as he tightened his hold more.

“Kiss him,” Marshall mumbled as if he was hoping no one would hear. There was no doubt he was talking to me as his attention moved between Daw and me. I twisted my head and brought my lips to Dawson’s, loving how quickly he attacked my mouth with his tongue, taking what he wanted. An unfamiliar sound echoed around, but I knew from the way Lea’s body reacted that it was Marshall’s lips on hers, the four of us entwined together, as Lea and I came undone.

Marshall

Withmyhandstillfirmly around her throat, I kissed Lea. Her soft lips parted, letting me explore her mouth, while two men made out next to us, their hands in her panties. My cock ached with need as imagined what it would be like to be with them all. Then a thought echoed through my head.

What the hell am I doing?

But it wasn’t enough to stop me. In fact, I seemed to have no control around these three people, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to fight the pull I felt toward them. I’d been fighting my past and my desires for so long and I was exhausted, so I surrendered. I let myself drown in the sounds of their combined pleasure and the feel of their bodies surrounding mine.

Chapter 10

Fox

“Where’sLenny?”Archeraskedas we came offstage. I pushed my sweaty hair back from my face as I handed my guitar to one of the crew.

“Holiday,” I replied. “Which is why we’re stealing Marshall from Nee for a bit.”

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