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scratchy voice.

“Mmmm.” I pulled him in my mouth until he hit the back of my throat.

“Holy fuck,” Cab said.

I stopped long enough to open Robbie’s and Cab’s jeans to get to their cocks. As soon as they were in my hands, I wrapped my lips around Maze again and sucked him with the same rhythm I was stroking the guys.

I had all three of their cocks thrusting at me, in and out of my hands and mouth. It felt so damn dirty and so damn good. They looked down at me in wonder, and I felt beautiful and powerful.

“I want to be inside you,” Robbie said. “Can I fuck you, darlin’?”

My mouth full, I nodded. Maze pulled out long enough to lie back on the rug. This left me on my hands and knees and someone’s fingers reached under me to rub my clit.

I closed my eyes. There were three pair of hands wandering all over my body in the most mind-blowing way.

Robbie sheathed himself with a condom and got on his knees behind me, gripping my hips with his huge hands. It was so dominant, the way he was taking what he wanted, with me on my knees with my legs spread and ass raised, offering my pussy to him.

He entered me slowly, spreading my wet excitement up and down his cock. When he was completely slick, he drove all the way inside, pushing me toward Maze, whose cock was in my mouth.

“Jesus, baby, I think I’m halfway down your throat,” he murmured, rocking his hips.

With my mouth and pussy full, all I could do was buck back and forth, first taking Maze and then Robbie as deeply as possible.

“Fuck, look at you guys tag teaming our girl,” Cab breathed as he alternately played with my tits, then my clit, and then my tits again.

“Oh, Christ,” Maze groaned, stiffening even harder and then filling my mouth with his warm cum.

“Yeah, suck him, Stell,” Robbie growled behind me. “I love watching you do that. It’s gonna make me come too.” He rammed me one last time, pushing me over my own edge. I bucked against him and an orgasm hit me like a tsunami, while he emptied himself at the same time.

When both guys pulled out of me, we all collapsed onto the floor to catch our breath. The guys lay around me, all holding me somewhere on my body so we were connected like a large pod.

“Guys, that was incredible,” I said, my heart still pounding. “You’re so amazing.”

“No, we’re not,” Cab said quietly. “You are the amazing one.”

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Robbie

“Robbie? Robbie, I’ve been calling you.”

It was six in the fucking morning. Who calls a bartender at six in the morning?

But I didn’t have to wonder for more than a second. I’d know that voice if it were thousands of miles away.

“Good morning to you too, Elise.”

Jax cooed in the background and I heard the rustling of her shifting him from one arm to the other.

“And what do you mean, you’ve been calling me? I don’t have a single message from you,” I said, sitting up in the bed I’d grabbed in Cab’s guest room.

His place was dead silent. No doubt I was the only one awake after our hot night with Stell.

“Why are you speaking so quietly, Robbie?” she demanded. “You got a girl over? Someone else you’re going to impregnate?”

Really?

“Maze and I spent the night at Cab’s and I’m pretty certain they’re still asleep, like I wish I were.”

I didn’t bother to mention Stell.

“We need to meet, Robbie.”

“Fine. Is everything okay?”

She scoffed. “Sure. Everything is great. I’ve been up half the night because Jax preferred to play rather than sleep.”

She acted like she was the only one kept up by a baby. I had him half the time, too. But I didn’t bother to point it out, because I didn’t see it as a burden.

Being Jax’s father was something I looked at as more of a privilege.

“I want Jax full-time,” she said.

Huh? Wasn’t she just bitching about being sleep deprived?

“Elise, you know that’s not possible. We share custody of him. What’s behind this?”

Silence.

“Elise. Talk to me. What’s up?”

“My mom is moving to Arizona. If I go with her, she’ll take care of Jax during the day.”

Yeah, I don’t think so.

“Well, I think it’s generous of your mom to offer to help, but you’re not taking Jax to Arizona.”

Things slammed around in the background. “Fuck you, Robbie. I know what’s best for my baby, and he doesn’t deserve to be