he took the spot he’d forced me to vacate. Loren lay on his stomach now between Houston’s legs and propped his chin in his hand while Jericho lounged on his side, using his arm to keep him up.
“That’s better,” Loren said before kissing my naked thigh. All I’d managed to put on were panties and a muscle tank that stopped just below my belly button.
“You’re not playing fair,” I accused no one in particular. They were all at the top of my shit list.
“Fair doesn’t get us what we want,” Houston lashed harshly in my ear. I could feel the scrape of his teeth against my neck as his lips moved. “So no. We won’t be playing fair. It’s going to get real dirty from here on fucking out.”
I gulped. “You think that will make me say yes?”
“Oh, I know it will.” I knew he was looking at Loren now because that onyx gaze shifted over my shoulder to Houston. “Her panties. Remove them.”
“With pleasure,” Loren agreed with a devious grin.
It was then I knew.
Before the night was over, I’d give each one of them everything. All of me. Irrevocably.
My panties were no match for Loren’s eagerness to be rid of them, and so he accidentally tore them while wrangling them down my legs.
“That’s two pair you’ve ruined,” I reminded him. Why wasn’t I fighting?
“I’ll buy you more,” he stated absently. He looked between my legs once Houston spread them and released a long, agonizing groan. “Fuck, that pussy is pretty.”
“I want you to eat it,” Houston commanded, making a whine spill from my lips. “And I want you to keep eating it until she gives us what we came for.”
If there was ever a time for Loren to rebel, this moment unfolding would have been it. Of course, he chose now to follow Houston’s orders blindly.
Gripping me underneath my thighs, Loren pushed my legs up and out until I was open and bared for him completely. Houston took over, holding me hostage by hooking my legs in the crook of his arms from behind.
There was nowhere for me to go.
Nothing I could do but let Loren sate that hungry look in his eyes. They slowly shifted over to Rich, and my breath caught in my throat because I knew what he would say before he ever spoke.
“Two heads are better than one.”
Oh, God.
I squirmed in Houston’s lap to get away, but he only held me tighter. I could feel his chest heaving as his breathing increased, and his hard dick under me growing even harder.
“Wait!” I yelped as Rich slowly stood up. My heart began racing as he joined Loren between my legs. “I…” I swallowed. I could barely speak around the taste of cherries coating my tongue.
“You what?” Loren challenged. My silence was heavy as the three of them waited for me to agree to a relationship. “Didn’t think so.” The soft chuckle he released was nothing compared to his smile. It was taunting and promising more than I could handle.
“Bon appétit,” Houston inserted from behind me.
It was an order for his friends to enjoy their meal and also for them to hurry the hell up.
Neither Rich nor Loren wasted another second before their heads lowered at the same time. I knew whose mouth found me first when I felt the cold metal from Jericho’s lip ring. His tongue lapped me in an open-mouth kiss, and then he pulled back for Loren to have his turn.
They continued like that.
They took turns attacking my clit and dipping their tongues inside of me.
Each time I tried to move away from the horde of sensations they stirred, Houston held me tighter. They weren’t playful or teasing, either. They were aggressive, leaving no part of me untouched. The greedy sounds Loren and Rich made as they ate me filled the room until they were drowned only by my cries. Resting my head on Houston’s shoulder and burying my face inside his neck, I closed my eyes, thinking it would bring me relief, but it only heightened the intensity of their touch.
Turning his head, Houston kissed me deeply as his best friends went down on me.
“Open your eyes,” he whispered against my lips. “It would be a shame if you missed anything.” Houston spread my legs even wider, and I could feel both of their lips on me now. I felt my bottom clench at the ramification, and giving a weak shake of my head, I kept them closed.
I knew the image that