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A slow, seductive smile grows on Kemps lips which has me squeezing my thighs together. His fingers are like magic as he continues to undress me until I’m left naked and needy underneath him.
“This is more than okay. Do the three of us want to be with you? Yes, of course, and there will be times when it happens. We also know you need to connect with each of us individually and we need the same with you.” He chuckles softly as he dips his head and circles my hardened nipple with the tip of his tongue. “We might get jealous sometimes, but we’ll deal with it. It’s never something you need to be worried about and we’ll never resent you for spending time with any of us.”
I hear his words, but any reply is lost when he sucks my nipple into his mouth and I arch my back, needing more, needing fucking everything. The only thing I can do is wrap my arms around his shoulders and dig my nails into his back. If I don’t then I’ll float away.
Kemp worships my breasts, switching between them and giving them equal attention until I’m begging, “Please stop teasing me. I need you.”
“You have me,” his voice is husky with need that speaks to my own.
As he begins to move down my body, I’m vibrating with what I know is coming next. I experienced Kemp’s mouth the night we were together at the club, and it was…glorious. He had me coming so hard it was hard to catch my breath.
His hands are firm, but still gentle as he pries my legs open and settles between them. I can feel his breath on my skin, damn close to right where I want him, and I force my eyes open to look down at him. His dark eyes are already fixed on my face like he doesn’t want to miss any of my reactions to what he’s about to do to me.
I realize just how right he is. I do need this individual connection to each of them. The night we spent all together was intense, but there’s something even more intimate about being with Kemp alone. I feel something growing inside of me, a warmth I’m not used to. It scares the hell out of me, but I need to take the risk.
It’s just a leap—what could go wrong?
“Lennon,” he whispers against the lips of my pussy before he opens me up with his thumbs.
I shiver as he circles my clit with the tip of his tongue the same way he did with my nipple. I know this torture, and it’s delicious. I wiggle my hips in the attempt to get him to give me what I want, but he only chuckles in response. It’s not a jovial sound either, it’s dark and delicious, making me wetter for him.
The satisfied sound he lets out is the last thing I hear before he buries his face between my thighs and pushes his tongue as deep inside of me as he can go. My hips buck as I gasp in surprise, but his hands are there to hold me down against the mattress. His touch forces me to take the pleasure he’s giving me.
As if I would try to run away right now. I might be a scaredy cat, but I’m not stupid. I want everything he’s offering me. I know it’s going to be explosive.
When he flattens his tongue and licks up to my clit before sucking it into his mouth, I shout his name and grind against his face as much as his grip allows me to. The feeling of his fingers filling me and tapping against my g-spot sends me spiraling over the edge as lights dance behind my eyelids.
When the hell did I even close my eyes?
It doesn’t matter because they flutter open as Kemp’s weight settles over me. I feel the blunt head of his cock at my entrance and know I missed out on the show of seeing him take the rest of his clothes off. Pity.
“Look at me, baby girl,” he growls and I’m finally able to focus on his dark eyes as he stares down at me. “I want you to know exactly who’s filling up your sweet cunt.”
Before I can even take a breath, he thrusts inside of me and the way I stretch around him has me coiling my limbs around his body because I never want to let him go. The burn settles the ache I didn’t even realize was plaguing my heart until this moment.
I’ve been hurting myself by pushing my guys away. Yes, they are my guys. I can admit that.
“There she is,” he grunts and smirks down at me.
“Please, Kemp,” I moan, “fuck me hard. I want to feel you all day tomorrow.”
“Fuck,” he growls before his hips start pumping hard and fast, giving me exactly what we both need.
“You’re mine,” he grunts. “Ours.”
“Yes,” I breathe out, barely able to catch my breath because of how fucking good it feels.
I need him. This. I know it now and I can’t try and lie to myself about it anymore.
I also need his brothers.
I don’t know how this happened or if it’ll last, but I’m going to lean into it and enjoy it. Life would be boring and lifeless if I try to keep running from what I’m being offered.
“Say it,” he demands, his eyes boring into mine as he circles his hips and gives me the friction that I need to have me teetering on the edge of my orgasm. Again. Already.
“I’m yours,” I keen, my back arching and my nails finding purchase in his shoulders.
He bares his teeth at me and snarls, “That’s fucking right, Lennon. Ours.”
