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“Please,” I begged, not sure what I was asking for as my hips rocked in his hand, looking for more pressure, more friction, just more.

“Do you want to come for me, angel?” he asked.

I nodded, rocking my hips harder.

“What do you think, Cal? Should I make her come like this or make her work for it?”

“I think she needs to earn it, like Brock,” Cal said. “He is sucking me so good, but there is only so much he can do.”

“You heard him, angel,” Malik said, taking his fingers away from my core. “Go get on your knees and help Brock. But keep those thighs open for me.”

I scrambled off of his lap and went over to the mattress, kneeling next to Brock. Brock let go of Cal’s cock long enough to kiss me, and his lips tasted like a mix of his water freshness and something dark and spicy that was all Cal.

When he broke the kiss, I was a little lightheaded, but loved it. I looked up at Cal, who was watching me expectantly. Without looking away, I licked my lips and leaned forward, wrapping them around the head of his cock. He tasted good, and being here like this for him made me feel so damn sexy. Brock stayed next to me. He placed a kiss on my shoulder before he leaned down to suck Cal’s balls in his mouth, and Cal let out a deep groan of satisfaction.

I took him as deep as I could, and with each and every groan we pulled from his lips, I felt like we were winning something. Like we were taking our power back. To be who we wanted to be. To create the family and home we wanted to create.

I needed more. Brock was kneeling right next to me, his pants still on, so I reached over and started working the button of his jeans with one hand while the other tightened around the base of Cal’s cock.

When I took out Brock’s shaft, he was rock hard, and a bead of pre-cum already gathered on the tip. I spread it around with my thumb, careful not to stop sucking Cal. “Sweetheart,” Brock moaned.

“Fuck, angel, you look so hot with your lips stretched like that,” Malik whispered behind me, his hand running down my spine before he pushed my knees wider apart.

“That’s our girl,” Cal said between clenched teeth. “Keep sucking just like that. Don’t stop.”

I tried, I really tried not to stop, but when Malik slid his head under me, wrapped his arms around my hips and pulled me down so I was sitting on his face, I almost lost it. When he started sucking on my clit, I forgot how to breathe and almost choked on Cal’s cock.

Malik pulled me away and flipped me back on the bed before diving in between my legs again, sucking on my clit and sliding two fingers inside of me.

“Fuck, that feels…” My words trailed off when Brock kneeled next to me and started sucking on my nipples, teasing them with his fingers before soothing away the ache with his lips.

Then Cal was on the other side of me, his hands petting where he could, his lips on mine, then on my neck, his fangs just stretching my throat.

“Yes,” I gasped, telling him to bite me.

“Not yet, sweet girl. When I taste your blood, it will be filled with your ecstasy. I want you drunk with pleasure and exhausted before I feed from you. Your blood is so heavenly when tainted with pure pleasure.”

Before I could say anything, Malik pushed another finger inside of me, stretching me, and I came with a rush and a scream.

“That’s one,” Malik said with a cock grin.

I lay there for a moment, trying to catch my breath. “What?”

“We have a bet who can make you come the most,” Brock said. “The dragon may have gotten a head start, but I intend to catch up.”

I had no idea what to say to that. “Oh no, please don’t make me come over and over.” Absolutely not. One look at the hungry expressions of all three men told me I might just be a little out of my depth.

“Shouldn’t I get a safe word?” I asked with a chuckle, trying not to show them how nervous I was.

“We’ll always stop whenever you tell us,” Brock said. “We are yours, sweetheart. We want to dominate you, have you again and again, and give you so much. But we’ll always be yours to command. We love you.”

“I love you too.” I looked between each of the men. It seemed so soon to say the words, but I couldn’t keep the emotions in.

“Ready for us to show you how much we love you?” Cal asked, looking at me. And I nodded.

“Good,” Malik said as he grabbed my ankles and used them to flip me over. I was airborne for a moment, then back on the fluffy memory foam mattress, but now on my hands and knees, wondering how the fuck he had just managed that.“Love you so much, angel.”

There was no easing into me gently or letting me get used to his size or thickness. Malik slammed into me, and I saw sparks of light flash in front of my eyes as he started thrusting into me at a punishing pace.

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