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“Tell me yours first,” she retorts.

“I’m Ace. This here is Romeo.”

Her eyes dart between mine and his, her pupils blown wide as her chest rises and falls with each heavy breath she takes. “Keres.”

“Greek?” he says.

How does he even know that? Damn, he’s such a smart fucker. I love that about him. She blinks at him, probably surprised he knows the origin of her name, then offers him a smile that makes me want to kiss her again. “Half Greek, half Italian.”

He grunts, and I recognize the sound. It’s full of desire and frustration. He wants her as much as I do.

I glance at him over my shoulder, excitement at fucking her together making my blood pump hot and fast through my veins. “How about we take this somewhere a little more comfortable?”

Ace steps back, and I carry her to the bedroom and throw her onto the bed.

Chapter

Five

ACE

Her long dark lashes flutter against her cheeks as she rests back on her elbows and stares up at Romeo and me. Who the fuck is this girl? So fucking forward coming on to us in Molino’s bar, but the vulnerability that I can sense buried far beneath the surface is what fascinates me most about her.

I tug my T-shirt off over my head, and her eyes rake over my chest. She licks her lips and hums appreciatively. “You ever been with two guys before, sweetheart?”

She shakes her head.

“You sure you’re gonna be able to handle us both?” Romeo asks as he steps up beside me and starts removing his clothes too.

“You’ll be gentle with me, right?” Her sultry purr bypasses the logical part of my brain and heads straight for my dick.

Romeo laughs darkly. “We don’t believe in gentle.”

Her breath hitches and her eyes widen. “He’s not wrong.” I shoot Romeo a warning glare. “But we do believe in consent, and we won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”

My statement makes her blink rapidly, but a mere second later a devious grin spreads across her face. Romeo stands next to me in only his jeans, his golden abs on display. I jerk my head toward the bed. “Get her naked.”

He winks at me before he crawls onto the bed and holds himself over her. She wraps her arms around his neck. “So is he the boss?” She pretends to whisper, but it’s clear she said it loud enough for me to hear on purpose.

Romeo runs his nose along her throat. “He thrives on control.” Then his hands are moving swiftly, pulling off her tank top and bra, revealing her juicy round tits as well as a series of tattoos decorating the tops of her arms and her shoulders. The twisted black ink all converges into one harmonious design. I make out a phoenix and a handful of Greek symbols. Is that a Valkyrie, or perhaps a spirit of violent death to honor her name?

I watch him with her, my cock growing harder with each inch of her body he reveals. She moans as he trails kisses over her bare skin while working her jeans over her hips and down her thighs. He pulls them off along with her boots and socks, leaving her on our bed in nothing but a pair of pink lace panties with a telltale damp patch at the apex of her thighs. Glancing over his shoulder at me, he licks his lips.

Threading my fingers through his hair, I yank his head back until he’s focused only on me. “You want to taste her?”

He nods, panting like an excited puppy.

Her parted lips tremble and her beautiful tits rise and fall on each heavy exhale. I lean in and seal my lips over his, licking the seam and slipping my tongue inside for a second before I pull back. He grins at me, his dimples making him look even more fuckable than usual.

“You have any of that for me?” she asks, her voice thick with desire.

All that and so much more, sweetheart. After releasing my grip on Romeo’s head, I watch him remove her panties and then lick along her wet slit and tease her clit with his tongue piercing. Her back arches, and a low moan rolls out of her. She runs her fingers through his thick hair, grinding herself on his face while he teases her. The scent of her arousal is thick in the air, and the need to taste her for myself sears my veins. I run a hand over her stomach, pushing her flat to the bed and holding her in place, then lick a path from her hipbone to her juicy tits.

She groans when I flick my tongue over her hard nipple, and when I bite down a second later, she cries out. Palming the back of my head, she presses herself deeper into my mouth. I suck on her sweet flesh while the smell of her wet pussy drives me wild with the need to fuck her. Moving lower, I tangle my fingers in Romeo’s hair again and lift his head. He grins, his mouth glistening with her arousal, and she grunts at the loss of his mouth.

I wink at him. “You’ve had your taste. My turn, pup.”

He laughs darkly and rolls out of the way, moving up the bed and allowing me to slide into his place. I spread her legs wider apart, my eyes fixed on her pink pussy lips—so wet and soft and inviting. Her whimper is muffled by Romeo’s lips, and his hands roam over her body, squeezing and pulling. She writhes beneath our touch, desperate and eager, and it makes me harder than fucking iron. I flick my tongue over her swollen clit, and she bucks her hips, moaning into Romeo’s mouth. Placing my hands on her inner thighs, I hold her down and suck the slick bud of flesh into my mouth, rimming it with my tongue as her taste washes over me. Eating pussy is one of my favorite pleasures in life, and hers is sweeter than honey.

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