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How could he possibly know that my eyes were closed? I pried them open and locked gazes with him in the reflection of the mirror. Grey was watching every single second of our carnal act in the glass opposite us. His eyes were drinking it all in; my body exposed and spread out for Ghost, while his head was buried between my legs.

Ghost’s tongue flicked across my engorged clit, sending tremors through my body as his finger slid inside me. My hips involuntarily bucked against him as I felt the heat of ecstasy growing with each expertly placed thrust of his fingers. His mouth engulfed my clit, sucking and licking it in perfect rhythm with his thrusts as he pleasured me like no one ever had before. Greyson was holding me firmly in place, squeezing both my nipples.

I met Grey’s eyes in the mirror. “I’m gonna—“

The orgasm came upon me quickly and fiercely, engulfing me in an explosive wave of pleasure.

Every nerve in my body felt like it was sparking with electricity, a fire igniting in my veins. I was caught between them, unable to think or move as their hands and lips gently caressed me through the aftermath.

I felt the rumble of Grey’s voice in his chest. “Let me taste her.”

Ghost pulled away from my limp body and then leaned close to us. He stared at Grey for a few long seconds and something flickered in his eyes that had my heart galloping at high speed again. Then he leaned closer and touched his lips to Grey’s.

Grey’s hand snaked around Ghost’s neck and pulled him in for a long, passionate kiss. I couldn’t help but let out a moan of surprise at the sight before me. The heat of their fervor seemed to seep through my skin, burning away rationality and causing me to forget why I was even there. My head rested against Grey’s chest, my senses assaulted by the sight of their kiss just inches from my face. So close that I could smell my own scent on Ghost’s lips.

Grey’s chest heaved against my back as I leaned into him, feeling the insistent pressure of his arousal against my lower back. At that moment, I felt both of their desires, each enhanced by the other until it felt like it belonged to me as well. The earthy growl that ripped from Grey’s throat broke through me like an electric shockwave; my orgasm had left me languid, but I thought I might melt all over again as I absorbed Grey’s excitement and lust seeping into me like it was my own.

The two finally broke apart, both fighting for breath.

Grey looked absolutely drugged with lust. “You still with us, Remi?”

I buried my head in his neck. “Yes.”

He put his arms under my knees and I felt his arm muscles bulge as he stood holding me. My arms wrapped around his neck as he started carrying me toward the bed.

He pulled off the comforter and then laid me on the bed. “Do you need me to use a condom?”

“No.” We already had that talk earlier in our relationship and nothing had changed for me. I knew Grey wouldn’t risk my health if anything had changed for him.

He nodded and then looked at Ghost. “You’re going to need condoms.”

I liked that he was taking control of this situation, but I wondered how Ghost felt about it. I wanted to reach out to Ghost, but I wasn’t sure of anything, including my role here.

My eyes darted between the two men, Ghost getting a condom from his bag and Greyson staring down at me. They were both still fully dressed. A wave of self-consciousness rolled over me and I reached for the bedsheets to cover myself.

“Don’t.” It was Ghost’s voice. He pulled his shirt off, revealing his toned and tattooed upper body. “Don’t cover yourself up, bunny. You’re beautiful.”

I looked at Grey, but he seemed to be suddenly frozen to the spot. He was mesmerized by Ghost, watching him shuck his pants off. A flicker of unease ran through me. How could I compete with someone like Ghost?

Both Grey and I were eye-fucking Ghost because he had the perfect masculine body. He had an athletic build, toned and muscular, with broad shoulders, a flat stomach, and strong arms. His muscles rippled as he moved, and his arm was covered in tattoos. There was one tattoo on his right side that went from his chest to his hip.

Ghost climbed onto the bed with me. “Bunny, I want your lips wrapped around my cock.”

I fought the urge to look at Greyson and seek his permission because I knew Ghost wouldn’t like that. Instead, I nodded.

Ghost crawled up onto the bed, and I eagerly opened my mouth as he positioned himself between my awaiting lips. I could feel his hardness against my tongue, tempting me to take him in deeper. His hands grabbed a fistful of my hair as he began to thrust in and out, guiding me up and down with every stroke. His other hand traveled down my spine, slowly making its way down to my backside, squeezing each cheek hungrily. All the while, I kept my lips locked around him, feeling each movement echoing through my body.

Grey was watching us, and I hoped he wasn’t angry. I was sucking a cock right in front of him. It was weird, but very, very hot.

“You like watching my cock get sucked, Durant?” Ghost mocked.

That seemed to snap Grey out of his trance. “I’m taking it easy on you, Parker. Don’t fuck with me.”

He pushed all the way into the back of my throat. “Stop watching and come fuck her pussy, then. If she keeps taking me this deep, I’m not going to last long.”

I hummed with pleasure as I sucked enthusiastically on his thickness. My pussy was begging to be filled. Grey swiftly ripped off his clothes, his eyes glazed with hungry desire. All of a sudden, Ghost’s gaze shifted away from where my mouth was working its magic and onto Grey.

I knew what Ghost was witnessing. Grey’s body was a work of art, his muscular physique perfectly toned and honed for his job. He was sculpted perfection with a broad chest, well-defined muscles, strong arms, and smooth, sun-kissed skin. His six-pack abs formed a v-shaped torso, where he had a treasure trail of dark hair that led down to his gorgeous cock.

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