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“Took you long enough to offer,” Jag said and slid a hand along my hip to grab my ass.
My pussy throbbed.Suck him off here,my brain said,who needs a room?
I ignored her. Holding onto Elliot and Moe while I kissed Jag, I stumbled backward toward the private rooms. I broke off from them to find an unlocked door to a room with a round bed under black and red drapes hanging from the ceiling. Definitely a fuck den.
Moe kissed my neck even before we had shut the door. Elliot ran a hand down my back and under my shirt to my bare skin, making me shiver with antici—
Jag slammed the door and locked it before turning to me with a predatory grin. I matched his expression. Letting my magic swirl free, I snapped my fingers and turned his clothes to smoke that drifted away.
Jag’s grin turned to a look of surprise. I looked over his thick thighs, which I wanted to lick, and his torso covered in dark hair that I wanted to jam my hands through.
As I eyed him, his cock grew hard and thick. He smirked at me and closed the distance between us, devouring my mouth without hesitation. Moe sucked on my neck while Elliot kissed my ear and rubbed a hand along my spine as though counting my vertebrae.
I trembled as my skin tingled under their touch, then I snapped my fingers, disappearing Moe’s and Elliot’s clothes too.
Elliot startled against my side. He groaned and slid his hand under the waistband of my leggings. Moe chuckled and slipped his hand between my legs. My pussy clenched.
You’re going to soak the floor,my brain said,cause a flood to the floor below.
Good.
I hope you have insurance.
Elliot’s hand slid past my waistband to my bare ass and squeezed. And for once, my brain shut up and just enjoyed the moment.
Jag grabbed the edge of my shirt, and I lifted my arms so he could pull it over my head. At the same time, Moe and Elliot peeled my leggings down to my feet. A little moan escaped me, making Jag chuckle as he reached behind me to unhook my bra and bare my nipples. They hardened under his gaze, and I bit back the desire to beg him to touch them.
Instead, I kicked off my shoes. Moe and Elliot helped yank my pants and underwear over my feet. I glanced down at their bare skin and their hard cocks. My stomach tumbled with excitement, and my heart raced.
Jag kissed me again as he thumbed my nipples with warm, calloused hands. I shuddered in pleasure. Moe and Elliot’s hands roamed over my ass, thighs, hips, and back as they explored my body. Their mouths planted kisses on my neck, shoulders, and ears. The three of them touched and squeezed and licked and bit every part of me—except my aching pussy—until I didn’t even know whose hands were where.
I grabbed at all three of them, dragging my hands along their arms and torsos, slapping their asses, and stroking their cocks until they moaned against my skin when they kissed me. My clit throbbed, and my thighs felt slick. But I was not going to beg for release, not even with them.
Finally, Jag dropped to his knees, lifting my leg and slinging it over his shoulder so that I was spread open for him. I gasped and grabbed his shoulder for support. Behind me, Elliot dropped to his knees, grabbed my cheeks, and spread them wide.
As though they had planned it with some secret signal, Jag and Elliot dove in at the same time. Jag pressed his tongue to my clit while Elliot did the same to my asshole.
My heart raced and my pussy throbbed. I had never been so spread open, so vulnerable before, and fuck, it felt good. Jag made my pleasure build, while the strange and amazing sensation of Elliot working my ass sent a shiver up my spine to the back of my neck. He made me feel like I was floating while Jag’s tongue made me feel very, very grounded in my very, very needy body.
At my side, Moe wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me upright. He kissed my shoulder, slid a hand up to my breast, and thumbed the nipple.
“That’s it, you’re doing so well,” he growled in my ear, his voice gone husky from desire.
Holy shitsnackers, was he complimenting me for being eaten out? Ate out? Aten out? Whatever! Don’t expect me to conjugate while three dudes are fucking me.
“You got this,” Moe said.
I gasped, removing one hand from Jag to grasp Moe’s arm.
Jag and Elliot circled their tongues faster, and I moaned as my pleasure built and built.
“Breathe, you’re being such a good girl,” Moe said.
I moaned as the orgasm rushed through me like magic. My inner muscles rippled and clenched and my body shook, but Moe, with his strong arms, held me up. And Jag and Elliot… they kept licking, forcing my orgasm to keep going like a fucking perpetual motion machine. Fuck thermodynamics.
“You’re so good at this,” Moe said in my ear. “You moan like music.”
I cried out as they wrung the last bit of pleasure from me. “No more,” I gasped.
