was with them all she felt was safety and arousal. Those emotions swirled around each other, mixed as one, and all she wanted was to get lost in the feel of their touches and kisses. The room was deathly silent aside from their breathing.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, baby?” Mason took hold of his cock and started stroking it from root to tip. In a matter of seconds, Ash removed the condom, cleaned himself up with some bottled water and a clean rag, and stood beside Mason once more. How could she still want them so fiercely when she had gotten off twice? But it was when Ash reached out, moved Mason’s hand out of the way, took hold of Mason’s erection, and started moving his palm up and down his shaft that she really felt everything crumble around her. They smirked at her, identical erotic lifts of their mouths that sent her heart into palpitations. But it was when Ash dropped to his knees in front of Mason, brought the head of his cock to his mouth, and engulfed all of the length that her knees buckled and her head grew dizzy.
Sparrow had never witnessed such an act of eroticism before, and they were quickly burning her alive from the inside out. He sucked and licked at Mason’s dick, and the part he couldn’t reach with his mouth, he worked with his hand. Mason kept his eyes solely on her, gestured for her to come forward with a crook of his finger, and grinned when she complied immediately. Mason was against the counter while Ash sucked him off, and when Sparrow was close enough, Mason snagged her around the nape and tugged her forward. He kissed her fiercely, and there wasn’t anything romantic about it. It was wet and sloppy, but it was so fucking hot that she wanted more. Asher took his free hand and moved it up her thigh, under the hem of her shirt, and curled his big fingers into her hip. It wasn’t an overly sensual touch, one that felt more like a brand of ownership.
Mason made grunting noises against her mouth, but she knew it was because Asher was going to town on his cock. The wet, slurping sounds of him deep-throating the other man were like nothing she had ever heard, and something she never thought she would get aroused from. How wrong she had been. Mason broke away, moved away from Ash until the sound of a wet popping noise filled the room, gripped her around the waist, and lifted her easily onto the counter beside him. He hissed out, and she knew he had to have hurt his wound from the sudden act, but before she could reprimand him, he had his mouth back on hers and his tongue between her lips.
“I want in your body, baby. I want to slide my cock in your hot little cunt.” He tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth, and the sound of her flesh snapping back in place when he let go made her even more aroused. Where Asher seemed more reserved and wanted to take things slower at first, Mason was the complete opposite.
He took control of the situation and of her body. He didn’t say words to coax her, just showed his dominance in the way he licked the interior of her mouth, ran his hands over her damp shirt, and willed her body to get hotter by the second. She saw Ash moving back too and knew he was giving Mason head again.
“You have no idea how good it feels to have Ash sucking my cock, rolling my balls in his big, masculine hand, and have the softness of you pressed against me. It’s the best of both worlds.” As if that had been some kind of cue, the sound of Asher’s mouth leaving the suction of Mason’s dick filled the air. He stood and moved beside Mason so they were face-to-face with her.
“Does he make you feel good, sweetheart?” Ash leaned in so their mouths were only inches apart. Mason was still so close. She nodded and licked her lips, which had Ash groaning and slanting his mouth on hers. The flavor of Mason’s pre-cum covering her taste buds in a salty, yet surprisingly sweet mixture came from Asher’s lips. Mason pushed her thighs apart while Ash kept kissing her, but not even the sound of a condom being opened, or the feel of the thick crest of