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“Are we really doing this?” Artie asks. I can tell that he’s giving me an out, but his quickening breath reminds me how real this is. They want it; they want me.
An unmistakable look passes between the brothers. Maybe it’s a triplet thing. Perhaps they have some sort of telepathic thing nobody else is privy to.
“Come on then,” Ed says. He clears the path for me. I give him one last look before I go to the stairs. A couple minutes later, I find myself sitting on the edge of the bed in Artie’s room.
The three of them follow me inside, crowding into the room. Together, they take up a lot of space, and the once spacious room feels tiny.
The door closes behind Ed as he’s the last one to walk to the bed. I swallow. I’m terrified, but also the wettest I’ve ever been down there. I can hear myself let out a squishing sound whenever I press my legs together. My clit is throbbing, and they haven’t even touched me yet.
My gaze drops down to their jeans. I can practically see their engorged cocks strain against their flies, and it’s not just my imagination. I gulp hard, feeling my mouth water. I wonder what it’s like to suck off multiple men. Will they take turns, or expect me to pleasure them at once, going in a circle?
I almost let out a moan at the thought. I bite down on my lip with my teeth. God, I’m so wet I can practically feel it pooling between my legs.
“What now?” Ollie asks.
“Yeah, lead the way,” Artie says. None of them look away from me. Pure lust is written all over their faces. They all need me.
“I need you…to take off your shirts,” I say, suddenly feeling brave.
Ollie smirks. “I thought you would never ask.” He sheds his jacket and unbuttons the flannel shirt he’s wearing. Artie follows suit, taking off his sweater vest before he pulls the t-shirt he’s wearing over his head. Ed is the last one. He keeps his eyes on me as he unbuttons the heavy coat he’s wearing. My insides melt at the intensity of his eye contact.
The three of them stand, crowding me with their glorious, naked chests exposed to me. All three Lewis brothers have six-packs that flex with every little movement. Before I know what I’m doing, I reach out and run my fingers down the ridges on Artie’s abdomen. He’s the leanest of the three, and I severely underestimated his strength. He might not be as jacked as his brothers, but he has muscles where it counts.
I look down at their hands, calloused and tanned. These men aren’t like the pasty city folks I’m used to. They’ve seen real hard work. That’s how they survive.
They each have a smattering of dark hair on their chests. I like hair on men—I feel like it’s the sexiest part of a man’s anatomy.
“Do you like what you see?” Ed says, putting a finger under my chin so I have no choice but to look at him.
“Yes,” I breathe out.
“Good,” Ed says.
“Are you sure you’re going to be okay with this?” Artie asks.
I nod, crossing and then uncrossing my legs. I’d be lying if I said I don’t want this. Three extremely hot men who want nothing but to have me, taking turns to use me as they want? Yes, please.
It almost feels like my entire life has built up to this pinprick of a moment. “Yes, I am,” I say, managing a smirk. I sidle backward until I’m seated on the bed.
“It’s purely for research purposes,” I say.
Artie sits on the bed beside me, running a finger down my thigh. “Is that so?” he asks.
I nod.
Ollie sits on the opposite side, paying attention to my other leg. “Is this what you’ve been dreaming of?”
Oh god, yes. But this is better than any fantasies I would have conjured. My clit is throbbing, my mind screaming at me to open up my legs for them.
“Take off your clothes,” Ed commands. He’s the obvious leader in our little pack. Artie and Ollie watch me intently.
My breath quickens as I reach for my sweater. I pull it over my head as they watch before throwing it away. I reach for the buttons of my shirt. Their gazes grow hungrier by the second as each button comes loose.
“This is purely for research purposes,” I breathe. It’s a lie. This is going to be more intense than any research. I won’t be doing much thinking when I’m wrapped between the three of them, moaning and keening and drawn out as they impale me with their cocks.
At this point, it feels like the entire Nile River is gushing out from between my legs. “You know what this reminds me of?” I ask. “Goldilocks and the Three Bears.”
“Are you implying that we’re bears?” Ollie chuckles.
