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IknowI don’t want to.
“Noble,” Duke growls with a warning as I rain down two quick snaps. Her fists clutch the couch cushions, hanging on for dear life.
Lorde sits in front of her, petting the hair back from her face. Tracing the tracks of her tears with a finger, and when he leans down to whisper something in her ear, she shakes her head. He gives me an imperceptible nod to continue.
“See, Duke, she likes it. She arches into it. Craves it the same way you want to brutalize this tight asshole. The way Lorde wants to bite her so roughly that his imprint is scarred into her silky flesh.” Bending over, I lick across one of the red welts rising to the surface. She moans and shifts into me again.
“Just likeyouwant to drug her and fuck her limp body until she wakes up and begs for more.”
Startled green eyes meet mine. I shrug; it’s true. I won’t hide it. But what I see reflected back at me is the shocking part.
Pleasure.
Acceptance.
“Jesus fucking hell, you’d let us do anything to you, won’t you, little girl?” Her pink tongue peeks out to lick across her full lips, pulling a primal growl from each of us as her eyes move around to meet our stares.
When she nods her head, there isn’t a shadow of a doubt that we’re fucking marrying this girl. “We aren’t giving you a damn thing until you give us your voice, though.”
Tears well, her chin trembles, and she hides her face in Lorde’s thigh before nodding her understanding.
This is going to be fucking rough. I can only hope she’ll trust us with everything sooner rather than later because there’s no way my lust will ebb until I’ve had her. As I look at my partners, it’s clear they’re feeling the same way.
She takes the last few strikes with fervor, craving the contact of my palm on her taught globes. Sol is on the edge of plummeting off the cliff of ecstasy I’ve taken her to, but I’m not letting it happen. Not until we get her voice.
The situations we want this girl in need more conviction than a nod and pleading eyes. We need words. Her consent is the most important thing. If we don’t have that, we have nothing.
And nothing is not an option. Not for any of us.
Lorde drags her over the arm of the couch and lays down with her. He’s on his side, and her back is pressed into his chest. He’s dressed; she’s completely bare. The contrast in size between the two of them makes my dick hard as steel. I want nothing more than to claim this precious girl, but she’s not ready yet. Much as she thinks she might be.
Crouching down in front of her, Sol’s tear-stained eyes meet mine, and the pleading in them is nearly my undoing.
“You’re such a good girl.” Cupping her heated cheek, I sip at her lips, kissing lightly, teasing her with my tongue. Enticing her. She follows my tutelage and gives back what I show her. “When you’re ready, we’re going to give you the world.” Worrying her lip, she nods and shudders when Lorde bites onto her shoulder.
Christ, I can already imagine his mark on her body, presenting to the world that she belongs to us. Brushing a hand down her frame, I slip it between her ass and Lorde’s raging erection. Soothing the sore spots I left on her also has me brushing against the hard dick digging into her. Lorde groans deep into her neck, his hips bucking forward for more contact.
We’ve touched each other before; there’s no way around it when sharing a woman, but this is a different level of intimacy. This is him taking pleasure from the sharp points of my knuckles against his shaft. I’m not one to shy away from giving or taking pleasure, so when I skim my thumb along his length, the moan he lets out is shocking.
My eyes travel up Sol’s nude form. Up the dips and hollows of her lanky body, her flushed skin, soaked cunt, pebbled nipples, and when our eyes meet, she’s again tugging at her lip, enjoying what I’m doing to them. Lorde’s dark brown eyes snare mine from between the tangle of Sol’s burnished-red hair. He’s not disgusted, and knowing he likes it, my hand turns and squeezes his cock.
“Fuck,” he grunts, his hand on Sol’s stomach clenching her flesh. Despite not having much to hold onto, Lorde manages to get a good grip. “You don’t stop that, and I’m going to come in my fucking pants.”
“Turn around, little girl.” She gives an enthusiastic nod and does as I say, plastering her front to his. “Kiss him like you want to suck his dick,” I instruct her.
Duke drops down next to me, cheeks flushed with arousal, eyes torn between gazing at Sol’s perfect body and watching me rubbing our friend.
Their lips are glued together, Sol is clutching the front of his shirt as he plunders her mouth, and Lorde is holding her back so tightly that I’d be surprised if there weren’t bruise marks later. Or that he doesn’t yank some strands out of her hair from the grip he’s got going on.
“How is this so fucking hot?” Duke groans, pulling Sol’s hips back so he can see what I’m doing. When both of my hands move forward to unbuckle Lorde’s pants, I don’t stop until his dick is free and glaring at us with a pearl of cum oozing from his mushroomed tip.
Swiping my hand between Sol’s legs to gather some of her juices, I pinch her clit before moving back to Lorde’s straining cock.
“Oh fuck!” he yelps when I wrap my soaked hand around him. Squeezing tightly because I know he can handle it, I begin to slowly stroke up and down his length. Duke catches the drop of cum off his cockhead and draws figure eights on Sol’s thigh. Her whimper is caught with Lorde’s lips as he bucks into my grip.
“Should I let him come, Duke?” Lorde growls at my threat while Duke chuckles.
“You didn’t let our pretty girl have an orgasm, don’t see how that would be fair.”
