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“Come here, dirty boy,” I called to Brock, and just like I knew he would, he moved over to me, his shirt long abandoned and his cock aching to be free from his pants. I traced my fingers around his lips, letting him taste Liz on my fingers.

He wrapped his lips around my fingers and sucked, moaning at her taste.

“Do you like that?” I asked.

He looked at me through his lashes and nodded.

“Good, clean her up.” I guided his face down to Liz’s bare pussy, hoping that she wasn’t too over sensitive.

The way she moaned as Brock lapped at her let me know she was just fine. She was more than fine. She was perfect and deserved to be treated like it. For as long as she’d let us.

Malik still had his tongue down her throat and her right hand was trying to work his belt open. That would be perfect; he could distract her and let Brock and I show her what we could do. I knelt next to Brock, to watch the way he flattened his tongue, and ran it over her pussy and up to her clit, her thighs trembling as she moaned in pleasure.

While Brock was bi, I couldn’t remember ever seeing him with another woman. And his skills going down on one weren’t bad, but they could have been better.

I knelt behind Brock, spreading my legs so my knees were planted on either side of his, and I knew he felt how hard I was against his denim-clad ass.

Liz had finally gotten Malik’s jeans down past his ass, his huge cock springing out, and she pulled it toward her to take taste the head then take it down her throat in one gulp. Fuck, that was hot.

I pressed my hips harder into Brock. “Our girl looks so beautiful, moaning for you while she’s sucking on Malik’s cock.” I meant it, too. Her pink lips were now wrapped around his thick head, and she looked like she was in heaven. He looked like he was trying to remember baseball scores in his head.

Brock said nothing, he just kept licking. I grabbed his chin and directed him to her clit. “Right here, baby, make her feel good while I make sure her pussy is nice and wet for me.”

Once he was sucking on her clit, flicking his tongue across the little bundle of nerves, I slid two fingers inside her. Holy fuck, her muscles were powerful as she clamped down around my fingers. I slid my other hand down Brock’s abs, undid his pants, then grabbed his hard cock and squeezed just hard enough until his hips bucked, and he tried to fuck my fist.

“Shh, this isn’t about you, not right now. Right now, we’re going to focus on our girl, and when she is ready for us, we are going fuck her until she can’t walk,” I whispered in his ear, making him groan again and push his ass back, rubbing against my cock.

My hands stayed slow and steady, working both of my lovers up into a frenzy. I didn’t blame them. I was hard as steel, and I was going to be the first of us to claim her. I couldn’t wait to be balls deep inside her. She was so tight, so warm, and so slick. I needed to feel her around me, and I couldn’t wait anymore. She was dripping, well on her way to another orgasm, and I needed to feel us come together. Something inside me needed that more than air. More than blood at the moment.

I pulled Brock off her and sealed my lips to his, loving their taste together. Fuck, I was right there with Malik running baseball scores in my head.

“Stay right here, baby, and when I tell you to, I want you to go back to sucking her clit. Can you do that?

His eyes were blown wide, and his lips were swollen and glistening as he nodded.

I moved to the head of the bed where Liz was swallowing Malik down her throat and he was gripping the headboard so hard he was about to splinter it.

“Come here, sweet girl,” I said, pulling her back. She whined when she was forced to let go of his cock with an audible pop. I moved us around so I was lying on the bed, in her place, and adjusted her to lay on me, her back to my front, her thighs hooked onto the outside of my legs. I lined us up, so I was ready to thrust into her. My heart pounded in my chest as she laid her head above it, and her hair spilled over my shoulders, engulfing me in the scent of strawberry.

“Ready?” I asked her, trying to remember she was human and—my thoughts short circuited as she moved her body down, impaling herself on my cock in one smooth move.

I closed my eyes and did everything I could to stop myself from coming inside her on the first thrust.

With a curse and a blessing on my lips, I spread my hips, spreading her wide open. It limited her motions, but that was just fine.

“Brock, now,” I said, and he dove for Liz’s pussy, licking her clit while I pushed her, and she turned her face to the side to work her mouth over Malik’s shaft again.

Holy fuck. This was the hottest moment of my existence. She worked her hips over me faster, and I had the perfect view to watch her suck Malik as her life depended on it, and Brock ate her like he was trying to destroy her.

I couldn’t help it. My eyes slid closed, and I focused on the sensations. The combined body heat made everyone’s lust irresistible and feverish. My heart pounding in my chest, Liz’s body resting against mine, her skin so soft, strawberry and peaches scents growing stronger.

Just as Liz’s body milked mine, just as she approached another orgasm, Brock’s tongue slipped down from Liz’s clit and slid over my balls.

He wrapped his soft lips around them and sucked. I was done for. A growl escaped my lips as I thrust my hips up, fucking Liz, using my vampire speed and making her pussy gush as she came again. She squeezed me so tight I was sure my heart stopped for a minute as colors burst in front of my eyes, and my body was wracked with pleasure.

“Fuck,” I lay back down carefully, my body still cradling hers. There was something so satisfying about holding her against me I didn’t think I had ever felt before. Her skin was electric against mine, and I wanted her again. I thought maybe after the second explosive orgasm, our little human would have been tired. Instead, she scrambled to her hands and knees. Her mouth was back on Malik, and he let out a series of curses. And I felt the bed dip as Brock lined up behind her. She was in the perfect position for me to slide down the bed an inch and suck her perfect breasts.

I was desperate to make this as good as I could for her, to push her to feel more pleasure than she thought was possible over and over again. I wanted her as hungry for my body as I was for hers. There was also a pounding need in my chest to make her want only us, all day and all night. I wanted us to be the first thing she thought of in the morning and the last thing at night.

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