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The professor moved that vibrator into just the right place, hitting my G-spot dead-on. My muscles locked, and he hummed against my clit. I detonated, shouting out again as another orgasm swept through me. My cunt tightened in a vice grip before relaxing and letting the professor press the vibrator in harder. With each contraction, he held still, only to fuck me hard and fast when it let up. The whole time, his hips pistoned back and forth, alternating between fucking my face and Flynn’s cock. Their sacs hit me in the face, and the grunts, slurps, and skin slapping together filled the room, the soundtrack to our fucking sending me higher.
My orgasm waned, only for the professor to step up his game. I didn’t know what he did, but the bite of pain on my clit was magic. I cried out, my body locking tight as the familiar sizzle in my veins hit me again.
The professor shouted out and buried his cock in my throat, each pulse rocking my world. He emptied his load one throb after another, and I wished I could taste him. It was the second time that we’d been together and I hadn’t had his cum on my tongue.
I wanted it.
Flynn withdrew to his cockhead before slamming forward again, punching the professor’s still pulsing cock deeper. His cry set me off again. Knowing he was pumping his cum deep inside the professor was so fucking sexy.
The professor collapsed half on top of me, his sweat-coated leg resting on my chest as he used my leg as a pillow. I could see his hole, still slightly open and a little red from the pounding he’d taken, Flynn’s cum and the lube wetting his rim. His chest heaved, and his cock left a sticky trail down my side as it shifted. My body was sated, the buzz in my veins a high that I didn’t want to recede.
“You had enough?” the professor mumbled against my side as Flynn wiped my face with a wet washcloth.
“Mmm,” I croaked, unsure whether I could handle another round with them. A nap would be nice. The vibrator clicked off, and he slowly withdrew the thick dildos from my cunt and arse. Cool air washed over my sensitive skin, and I moaned, an ember of desire flicking back to life.
“Sleep first, then I want both of you to DP me.”
I sighed, closing my eyes.
Twelve
Tristan
I
slipped out of bed but paused before walking away. Zali and Flynn were fast asleep, Flynn curled around Zali and holding on to her protectively. She deserved that. Underneath the sass was a strong woman who’d been dealt a shitty hand at life. Losing her mother and brother must have been awful. Having me dig up those terrible memories would be worse. But I couldn’t back away now. I had something. I was sure of it. My backers were pushing hard. They wanted the podcast published.
I wish I knew who they were.
Meeting Zali had stumped me. I was so determined to see this thing through. Not even a death threat had stopped me, although admittedly, I had hesitated. It was hand-delivered to my front door and nailed into the timber. Given that I lived in an apartment building that had security fobs coded to each floor, it was a wake-up call. But I’d used it as motivation. I was onto something if there was someone who didn’t want me to find what I was looking for.
My worlds would quite possibly collide in a spectacular fireball, but now that I’d hopped onto this train, I wasn’t getting off. Especially when the two people in front of me were so willing to give me part of themselves.
I brushed a lock of Zali’s hair off her face and smiled at Flynn when he blinked his eyes open. I pressed my forefinger to my lips, and he nodded and let his eyes slip closed, falling back into sleep quickly.
I rubbed my forehead. I was in trouble.
Deep, deep shit.
Turning on my heel, I tiptoed over to my discarded clothes and picked them up. After slipping out the door and closing it quietly behind me, I turned and walked straight into Zali’s sexy cabin boy.
“That’s great,” he muttered, shaking his head. His eyes, which were a molten gold, narrowed dangerously, and he pressed his lips into a thin line. He was spoiling for a fight, but I couldn’t afford that. Not when I wanted more of the woman and man on the other side of that door.
“Excuse me,” I murmured, trying not to incite him to violence. I looked up and down the hallway, searching for another open door that I could slip into. I gestured to the one behind Ryder and added, “I need to get dressed.”
He squared his shoulders and balled his hands into fists. “Don’t you fucking dare hurt her,” he threatened.
I smirked. Apparently, he’d stepped into the role of Zali’s big brother in Asher’s absence. “I’ll do my best.”
“Do better.” He stepped forward until we were chest to chest. He was a couple of inches taller, but I was wider, and I’d had plenty of experience brawling. This pretty boy didn’t look like he’d seen a day of hardship in his life.
“Or what?” I raised my brow. I was trying to keep the peace, but I also wouldn’t stand here and let some little shit threaten me.
He chuckled, but the sound was cold. “Or she’ll bury you. You don’t need to be scared of me. I’ll break your nose, give you a black eye if you hurt her. But Zali? She’ll end your career and destroy your life.”
“Only that?” I shrugged as nonchalantly as I could manage. I was good at presenting a façade to the world, but the pressure on my chest was making it hard to breathe. Zali was intense. There was something about her that screamed danger. I’d been trying to push her buttons when I told her she was too pretty to steal anything. But I’d believed her. Deep down, something told me that Zali was even more hazardous than the death threat I’d received.
Sighing, I added, “Look, I like both her and Flynn. You might not realize it, but I’ve got things on the line here too.” Zali only needed to report me to the dean. If he found out I’d slept with both her and Flynn after they’d come to my office to talk about the course, he’d fire me on the spot. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to put some pants on.”
