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Sam watched as Cyrus touched my inner thighs and pulled his fingers away wet with my juices. “Let’s give her what she wants. We want to keep our woman happy.”

Jude gripped my ass and picked me up. With my legs around his waist, he led us back inside and upstairs to the window that I’d been in front of earlier. It was in the hallway outside of his bedroom door. He put me down right next to the window and squeezed my ass. “Turn around and face the window, Poppy.”

I knew it wasn’t real, but my nerves still fluttered as I very slowly turned. There, across the street, was a house not dissimilar to Jude’s. I searched wildly to be sure no one was looking up at us and when I saw no one I exhaled the breath I’d been holding.

“Plant your hands on the window and arch your back, baby.” Jude waited for me to do as he said and then moved in behind me, pressing his body against mine. “Look across the street. George sits in that room with the window on the right. Straight across from us right now. All he has to do is look over here and he’s going to be able to watch me fuck you.”

I didn’t see anyone. He had to be teasing me. I was still visible to anyone passing by, though. My body throbbed with my need to be taken.

Jude shifted behind me and then I felt his thick cockhead pressing into me from behind. “Don’t look away from that window, Poppy. Let him see your face when you come and when I flood you with my seed.”

He filled me with one stroke and I let out a wail of pleasure that had been building for hours. He reached forward to grip my shoulders and then started fucking me with slow, hard strokes that jerked me forward with each thrust.

Cyrus planted his back on the wall next to the window and watched me. “I can hear how wet you are, babygirl. You’ve needed us, haven’t you?”

I cried out as Jude increased his speed. My hands slid against the window and I barely held on. “Yes! Yes, yes, yes!”

“The way your tits are swinging with every hard thrust is going to look so good on the security footage.” Cyrus reached under me and pinched my nipples. “Everyone who watches it is going to see just how hard you’re getting fucked.”

Sam moved in from my other side. “I bet he’s watching it live right now and calling his buddies to come over. I’m sure you’re already on the big screen, face pinched as you’re getting railed.”

Jude moved faster, his thrusts so intense that my hands slipped and I stumbled forward a step. He took my hair in his fist and pressed forward until my cheek was against the cool glass and my breasts bounced against it. “Are you going to let them all see you come for me, Poppy?”

I was so close to flying over the edge of a powerful orgasm that I just moaned and gasped as my answer. I felt too good for words. My core was clenching and unclenching. And then the light flicked on in the room across the street. A man’s form filled the window and he seemed to be staring right at me.

“Do you think he can hear how wet you are from there? Watch him, Poppy. He wants you so bad right now. He’d give his life savings to be the one fucking you.” Jude growled out each word and reached around to my clit. “Too fucking bad for George. You’re ours, Poppy. No one will ever get close to this heaven again. Just us.”

My legs shook violently as the orgasm I’d been waiting for weeks to have burst free and shot through every inch of my body like fire being licked by ice. A silent scream tore at my chest, the pleasure so strong that it felt like it would rearrange me when it was done.

Jude sank his teeth into my shoulder as he buried himself as deep as he could possibly get and released his come against my inner walls. I felt him, hot and strong, fill me until it was forced out around his length and pooled on the floor under us.

I felt Cyrus pick me up and carry me to the bed, where he and Sam kissed me all over, as gentle as Jude was rough. I felt like human mush, with every muscle in my body loose. I looked up at Cyrus and my heart beat harder. “I want you to do it. Now. I want to give everything to you three. And I want everything from you.”

His eyes sharpened and his hand tightened around my breast. “Are we talking about the same thing?”

I nodded. “I don’t want anyone else watching this. Not even pretend. Just the four of us.”

Jude stood at the foot of the bed, still in his dress pants. “We would never let another man see you for real, Poppy. I have a feeling you already knew that, though.”

I stretched my foot out to brush against his stomach. “I would never let another man see me, either. I like the games, but I’m a…”

Cyrus growled and cupped my breast in his big hand. “Say it, Poppy.”

“I’m a good girl.”

“Fuck yes, you are.”

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***Sam***

“Fuckinghell.Ifthiskills me, know I died a happy man.” I looked down at where Poppy rested her head in my lap, her breath caressing my dick.

She was on her stomach with pillows stacked under her hips so Cyrus could take her ass as gently as possible. She wanted me sitting in front of her so she could use my cock as a distraction if there was any pain. Her words. I’d never had my dick used as a distraction, but I didn’t care what Poppy wanted to use it for. Just as long as she used it.

With her cheek against my thigh, she slowly fisted me. “You’re not allowed to die. None of you are. If you even try it, I’ll figure out a way to make you pay.”

Cyrus knelt behind Poppy and started a slow massage on her ass and thighs that made her moan. “None of us are ever leaving you willingly, babygirl. You were stuck with us before, but now you’restuckwith us. If you think you’re getting another three weeks to throw a fit, you’re sorely mistaken. Where you go, we go. Where we go, you go. Got it?”

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