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As my entire body trembles, the man moves and I’m flipped onto my hands and knees, though I’m barely able to hold myself up.

“Use me,” I beg. Someone moves behind me and with no warning thrusts into me, stretching me, though I welcome the burn of pain. “I need someone in my mouth. Please, fuck my mouth.”

Someone sucks in a breath, and a cock is pushed against my mouth. The precum is sticky against my lips, and I dart my tongue out to lick every drop.

“You want to be used, baby? I’m going to fuck your throat until you cry for me.”

He thrusts inside my mouth, while the man behind me fucks me with slow, measured strokes. Unlike the cock in my mouth, which thrusts deeper and deeper until it hits the back of my throat. Each time it inches a little deeper, my gags spur the man wielding it on, until my eyes are watering and spit rolls down my chin. He uses his grip on my hair to keep my head in place, and both men find a steady rhythm as they fuck me. I lift a hand in the air, hoping the third man will get the hint. He does, guiding my hand around his shaft and helping me stroke his cock.

They use me until my body combusts. My pussy squeezes the cock inside me, and I scream around the one in my mouth. The cock in my hand disappears and moments later warm, wet splatters land on my back, followed by a hand rubbing the cum into my skin.

With one last thrust, the man fucking my throat blows his load. I cough and gag but swallow it down, then gasp for air as he slides out. The man behind me pulls me upright, still sheathed inside me, and brings our bodies flush together. His hand wraps around my neck and he sucks on my neck in the same spot I was bitten before, while his other hand strokes my pussy. My body shakes at his touch and as he circles my clit, his cock swells inside me until his hot release fills me.

Arms grab me, and I’m lifted from the ground and placed on my bed, then the comforter is pulled up over me. My blindfold is removed and only one masked man is watching me. I smirk up at him and mouth,thank you. He nods and walks away.

I don’t know how I got here, but I definitely don’t want it to end. I need to reach out to the matchmaking company and see if these men will meet me unmasked. This is more fun than I have ever had in my life, and everything I have ever wanted in the bedroom.

The issue is I want more. However, I don’t know how to incorporate more and keep what I already have.

Chapter Eleven

Zayne

We waited for an hour to pass before we returned home. Mellie was already asleep, but I still snuck into her room and pulled her into my arms, guilt riding me hard. Mellie is my best friend. Knowing she wants to be used and seeing it are two very different things. While we waited, we talked it over and decided we will tell her it’s us before Valentine’s Day, which gives us two days.

None of us knows how to tell her or how she will react.

I want her, even if I don’t know how it will work. Julius and I are okay with sharing. However, Storm is possessive when it comes to her, and I’m not sure how he feels about sharing her long term, as he clams up whenever I ask.

Mellie stirs and I close my eyes, pretending I’m still asleep despite the sun shining through her blinds. That way she can sneak out if she wants, or at least that was my plan. As she stretches, her perfectly round ass presses into my crotch, my cock perking up as it remembers what it felt like to be inside her, and I involuntarily thrust forward.

“Zayne?” she murmurs, rolling onto her back and blinking her eyes open.

“Hey, did you sleep well?”

She nods her head, then her face goes red. “I did, but I . . . um . . .”

She looks down to where her legs are covered by the comforter, and I can see she is searching for the right words. “I’m kind of half naked under here.”

I smile and move on top of her, which isn’t our usual dynamic. Holding myself up, I gaze down at her, feeling a strange satisfaction at seeing my bite mark on her neck, though I wish she knew it was me who put it there. I reach out and rub my finger over the spot, and she gasps.

“Did you get lucky last night, Mellie? Is that why you were acting weird before we left?”

She covers her face with her hands.

“Is that sex I can smell on you?” I ask, leaning forward and sniffing her. I’ll take any excuse to know what she smells like after a night of fucking us. Then I tickle her and harden further as she writhes beneath me.

“Storm! Save me.”

Within seconds Storm bursts through the door wearing nothing but his boxer briefs, causing both Mellie and I to freeze. There really is no better sight than this man half naked. Julius stumbles in behind him, sans glasses, so he’ll be able to see fuck all.

“What are you doing?” Storm demands.

“Mellie ditched us to get lucky,” I say, and she huffs.

“I did not. You weren’t even going to invite me.”

She reaches out and twists my nipple, making me jump off her. “Look, she has hickeys all over her neck.”

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