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It was an impulse. A need. A desperate craving to taste Sol. The slight whimpers, feminine mewls, the way her body blazed with desire as soon as all three of us had our hands on her. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop.

I couldn’t.

Not if I didn’t want to go insane without knowing what she tasted like. And fuck me, she is addicting. I haven’t even pulled away yet, and I already need to feel her soft, pliable lips underneath mine again.

Slowing down the kiss, I suck on her bottom lip until her eyes open. The sultry need reflected at me is filled with surprise. “First kiss?” I guess. Her cheeks flame as she nods.

Lorde turns her body to face him, his hand brushing through her thick locks as he tilts her head up and nibbles along her jaw, never touching her lips. “You’re going to have a lot of firsts with us, little girl.” Her breath shudders at the words, and her eyes close as she leans back to give him better access to the column of her willowy throat.

“Desperate,” Duke groans, “needy.” He traces her lips before dipping the finger in her mouth. Instinctually, she closes around him and sucks like he’s her favorite lollipop. “Perfect, pretty girl.”

“Ever going to talk to us, little girl?” I whisper in her ear.

Her head turns, and she glances up at me, holding my eyes, screaming at me without saying a word, and I think I get it. She wants to, but for whatever reason, she’s having trouble putting voice to her thoughts.

“Soon, little girl, we’ll have you screaming and breaking free of this cage you’ve put yourself in.” Dragging a finger across her jaw and down her throat, her eyes close, and I swear she purrs.

The sound of thumping nearby steals my attention to find the dog…Flounder?...sitting less than a foot away. His tongue hanging out the side of his mouth, a ball at his feet, and his tail smacking against the floor, watching us.

“Flounder, right?” I glance down at Sol, and she grins slowly before nodding. “There’s a bird, too, isn’t there?” Her eyes sparkle with excitement at the mention of her other companion.

Gripping my hand, she drags me behind her until we disappear around the corner. She stops abruptly when she realizes Lorde and Duke haven’t followed, only to do an about-face and poke her head around the corner.

I see the confusion on their faces until she reaches out a hand for them, too. Her gaze darts to each man and back again.

Lorde chuckles and shakes his head before stepping forward. Duke teases her, “You know if you’d speak to us, we’d know you wanted us as well.”

She shrugs and runs up the stairs, expecting us to follow. Curiosity and desire for this woman have us doing just that. Her sunlit red hair flows behind her as she runs down the hallway as quickly as her short legs will take her.

When she reaches her door, she half hides inside the frame while giggling at the three of us striding towards her.

“Fucking nineteen,” Lorde mutters.

“What about it?” I ask him.

“She’s got us all by the fucking balls.” He doesn’t sound displeased.

“Indeed, she does.” Duke groans as her eyes jump between us.

Darting out of our sight, we enter to find Sol over by the bird cage near the window, offering him some kind of treat. My eyes, however, dance around the room as I take it in. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say we were in an underwater cavern. I’ve snorkeled a few times on some of the most amazing barrier reefs in the world, and if I could picture that seascape on dry land, this is what it would be.

Her walls are painted dark green, with one accent wall behind her bed, looking as if it’s a beach scene with sand and the ocean colliding in the middle of the wall. The colors are as vibrant as some of the brightest coral rocks I’ve admired—seafoam green, pink coral, beige, peach, and sunshine orange.

Framed paintings of different oceanic themes hang around the room. I’d say the most stunning, by far, is a recreated image from an iconic scene inThe Little MermaidDisney movie. The one where Ariel is lifted up on the rock jutting from the ocean as the waves crash from behind her.

“This is you.” I don’t form it as a question. Even from the distance between photographer and subject, I can tell it’s her. Coming to stand next to me, she makes a humming sound of agreement in her throat, and my dick shoots to attention when I gaze down at her.

Fuck, she’s tiny compared to us. Her bed is only a few feet away, and she has this longing look in her eyes. Like she wants something from us but has no idea what it is or how to ask for it.

* * *

Duke

Stepping up behind Sol, I don’t know what’s hotter, the way she hums in her throat or her body immediately melting into mine. Circling one hand around her waist, I grind into her as the other slides up her throat, forcing her head to tilt back.

“You’re all trapped in here, little girl.” Her wide green eyes meet mine. “Don’t worry, sweetness, your new Daddies will make it all better.” I don’t know where the fuck that came from, but it felt right as hell.

Lorde and Noble inhale sharply, and she whines…fucking whines for me, as my hand massages up and down her delicate larynx.

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