Page 64 of The Triple Play

Cole’s lower body surged upward, his length slamming full force back into me, and I practicallyshrieked.

“That’s it,” Xavi grinned, prying my lips apart. “Stay just like that, baby. Don’t move a muscle.”

I opened my mouth, letting him back in, my eyes fluttering closed the moment I felt Colton’s hands gripping the malleable flesh of my rear, massaging it, his lips pressing a kiss to my lower back.

“Hit me if you want anything to stop,” Xavi rasped, his hand shifting back into my hair. I tilted forward just a tiny bit more, arching my back and grasping Xavi’s hips, getting Cole to the perfect angle that made my bodyburn. “Hit me anywhere. Don’t care where. I’ll tell them.”

The sound of the cap opening and closing rang out.

My body coiled tight with tension the second Colton’s slick fingertips pressed against my empty hole.

He’d done it before, the last time it was all four of us, but he’d saidfurther. And I knew exactly what that meant. It wasn’t that I wasn’t excited, because dear god, Iwas— it was the panic that I wouldn’t be able to handle it.

“Relax, sweetheart,” Colton purred, pressing another kiss to the swell of my ass as Cole drove up into me harder, faster, his grunts making my head swim. “We’ve got you.”

A single digit pressed in, and I moaned around Xavi’s length, feeling his fingers twitch in satisfaction at the back of my skull.

Slowly, it moved in and out, the movement so languid and smooth, in direct opposition to the way Cole was thrusting into me. It was almost enough to send me to fucking orbit on its own, but then Cole’s hand slid down the front of my body, dipping over the swell of my mound, and found my clit in goddamnrecordtime.

They were trying to kill me. They had to be.

I dug my fingers into Xavi’s hips as another one entered me, stretching me a little more, the sensation not unfamiliar butintense. My release was already coiling, my mind swimming, my brain turning to absolute mush, my sounds muffled around a mouthful.

“Fuck, she’s close,” Cole grunted.

Another finger, and I shattered without warning, pushing my head back off Xavi before I did something stupid like accidentally bite down. I moaned my release against Xavi’s stomach, pleasure ripping through me like a tidal wave, but neither Cole nor Coltonstopped. Even Cole’s fingers kept their pace after I’d gone sensitive, my body twitching on him, my hand instinctively coming down to his arm to silently beg for a pause, but he didn’t.

“You’ll need it,” he grunted.

“God, sweetheart, you’ve opened right up,” Colton groaned, slowly pulling his fingers from me. “I think you can take it.”

I could barely hear him over my pulse pounding in my ears, my body broken already, and Xavi knelt down on the floor in front of me instead, bringing his head level with mine, his hand fisting his length instead. “You’re good, baby,” he murmured. “Kiss me.”

I didn’t think, just acted.

My mouth met his, sloppy, uncoordinated, adrenaline coursing through my veins the second I felt something far larger than three fingers pressed against the same hole he’d just slipped out of. Cole paused beneath me, his cock nearly all the way out, but his fingers didn’t stop their movements against my aching, sensitive clit, and I tried not to brace myself for what I knew was coming.

“Deep breath in,” Xavi rasped against my lips, pulling back just enough to give me room to follow his order.

I took in a deep, nervous breath, my eyelids fluttering open too close to Xavi to be able to focus on him, and nearly lost all the air I’d just stolen the second I felt Colton break past my entrance.

Oh my god.

Oh mygod.

“Oh my god?—”

Xavi’s mouth met mine again, harsh, insistent, distracting.

It was just an inch, but it felt like he was tearing me in two.

“Fuck, Annie,” Colton hissed, his fingers digging into my sides like he could keep me there forever. “Xav, make sure she’s breathing. Cole, don’t fucking move.”

Cole snorted, his free hand coming back up to my breast, his fingers still moving across my clit. “Don’t worry, I’m taking a much-needed break.”

Xavi broke away from me again, his hand still stroking himself, his other on my cheek. “Breathe, baby. Keep breathing.Relax. Do you need to stop?”

“No,” I croaked. “Don’t stop.”

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