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“Do I need to send out a formal invitation?” I ask when I don’t feel Griffin behind me right away.
He grunts in response, and a moment later, I feel his thick fingers between my wet folds, sliding through with ease. The sensual touch lights my whole body on fire. I arch my back even further, pushing my pussy back into his hand, making him chuckle. I don’t really give a fuck right now. I’m so horny, I don’t care if he’s full on laughing as long as he will help me get off.
Dallas grabs my face between his palms, demanding my attention. I smile before I take him into my mouth once more. He guides my head down, gently, showing me how he wants me to suck him off. A moment ago, I wasn’t a hundred percent sure if he was into this, but now, looking at his lustful eyes, there’s no doubt.
I take his cock as deep as I can until the tip pushes against the back of my throat. I close my eyes, concentrating on relaxing my mouth and not gagging. My determination to please him must turn him on because his fingers tighten in my hair and a hiss passes between his lips.
Meanwhile, Griffin’s fingers leave my pussy and are quickly replaced with his seriously hard dick. He pushes inside me slowly, but all the way to the hilt, making me moan around Dallas’s cock.
I’ve never actually had a threesome before, and I’m surprised at how hard it is to multitask. There are so many sensations all at once, it’s overwhelming. I keep sucking Dallas off, bobbing my head up and down while Griffin pounds me from behind.
It doesn’t take long before the butterflies in my stomach turn into something more. Everything about the situation is so hot. Two men wanting me. One fucking my face while the other fucks me from behind.
My first orgasm slams into me unexpectedly. I couldn’t have held out if I wanted to.
“Fuck,” Griffin grunts. He must feel my pussy pulsing, and my thighs quiver as he speeds up and comes inside me a moment later, filling me up with his come.
“You want me to come in your mouth?” Dallas questions, his voice laced with unhinged lust.
I nod as much as I can with his dick in my mouth.
Griffin pulls out of me, and I immediately miss his touch. Either he feels the same, or he can read my mind because, a moment later, his hands are back on me, two of his fingers inside my cunt, and his thumb pressed firmly on my still hypersensitive clit. I hum around Dallas’s cock; the vibration nudging him closer to his own release. He thrusts into my mouth a few more times before his cock starts throbbing, and he empties himself inside my throat with a guttural groan.
“Turn around,” Griffin orders when I release Dallas.
I’m more than happy to oblige. Spinning around, I lie down on my back against Dallas. His arms immediately come around to cup my tits. He takes my nipples between his thumbs and index fingers, squeezing them gently.
“Are you going to come for us again?” Griffin asks, his skilled finger on my clit once more.
“Yes,” I moan. “I want to.”
“Good,” his eyes gleam mischievously, “cause we’re just getting started.”
My eyes flutter shut, but I force them back open. I’m so tired, but I need to get back up. I have to get out of here and now might be my only chance. I hate that I have to leave them, even more that they might never forgive me for this. Still, the need to save my mom is too great. I’ve already lost my dad and one of my brothers, and I’m on the verge of losing the other one. I’m not losing her too.
I get up slowly, careful not to wake either of them. I tiptoe around the bed and grab some clothes from my closet. Grabbing my flat boots, I hold them in my hand until I get to the hallway. At the bedroom door, I turn around one more time to look at the two men in my bed, hoping with all of me that it’s not the last time we will all be together.
19
DALLAS
“Son of a bitch.”
My eyes fly open when Griffin’s irritated growl comes from the doorway. It doesn’t come as a surprise when I find the bed suspiciously devoid of the woman who was in it with us only hours ago.
“You’ve got to be fucking me.” Griffin hurries through, pulling on his clothes, muttering and cursing. “You know it’s our asses on the line for this. You realize that, right? If she doesn’t care about herself, could she at least care about what we are going to end up dealing with because of her shit?”
