Page 2 of Seven is Swell

I shake my head and rest my forehead against Leo’s chest as an errant laugh slips out of me. “What am I going to do with you?”

I cock my head to the side again and watch Adam's throat bob as he swallows, feeling an urge to run my hands through his hair. Then I see Cory standing there and all this stuff inside of me intensifies, so I crawl off Leo carefully, accepting Cory’s hand when they stretch it out to help me down to my balcony again.

I walk until Cory’s back is against the outside wall of my building, this tiny little sliver of siding before it turns to window.

“Whatcha doin’, Laney?” Adam asks, intrigued.

I throw what feels like an evil grin over my shoulder at him as I press closer to Cory. “Want a few minutes to play with this new toy you got me.”

“Ugh, you’re so warm,” Cory mumbles as they start nuzzling the side of my neck.

“And you’re insanely pretty,” I tell them, admiring the way they roll their lips in and suck in their cheeks. “Does that embarrass you for me to tell you that?”

“No, I…I just really like being called pretty. I know it’s not something people with dicks usually like to hear, but I really do.”

“And now I’m thinking about your dick,” I admit. “We should go inside. Leo got me a bit worked up before he froze, and I don’t want to make either of you uncomfortable.”

Cory stops me with a hand wrapped around my wrist. “Why do you think I’m uncomfortable?”

I lean back against them, letting our torsos press into each other. “Because this is new. We’re just talking about the potential for more than friendship and here I am ready to pull down these jeans that do wonderful things for your ass and swallow you down, so I know what you sound like when you come.”

“Fuck, Delaney,” Adam complains, coughing.

Cory pulls my face back to theirs after I turn to smile at Adam again, keeping me trapped so they can pull me in for a kiss that feels like sex. “You’re not going to get on your knees for me, beautiful.”

Am I…pouting? Please tell me those aren’t actual tears threatening to fall out of my eyes. Aaand now my stupid fucking lip is twitching.

“Who made princess cry?” August demands as he pops his head out of the window.

“What?” A tone of alarm creeps over Cory’s face as I try to bury my face into their neck to hide how stupid I am.

“I don’t know why Cory would say such a thing, but I’m not crying,” I sob.

“Yeah, you are,” Adam says like a fucking traitor. “Cory told her she couldn’t get on her knees and suck them off.”

“Wow, that was a bad move,” August says as he pulls me inside. I can feel a rush of affection through the bond I have with August, making me feel slightly less crazy.

I’m deliciously manhandled through the window and onto my knees as August grabs me by the hair, tilting my head back at a sharp angle that allows me to see every inch of him as he nods at his brother to help him with his pants.

Jackson steps against August’s back and lets his hands linger a minute on August’s hips before brushing across his pelvisand reaching into his jeans. Jackson flicks open the button and releases the zipper before pulling August out, offering his brother’s cock to me. All that’s missing is a silver platter. Do they make those with a cock imprint for maximum presentation?

I stare at August until he gives me permission to taste him, salivating at how close to my face he is. I can feel the heat of him, smell the arousal dripping out of him, and the lust soaking out of him is enough to get me through at least a week. Not that he’d ever let me go that long.

“You want it, baby?”

I nod, eagerly.

“Open wide.”

I do as I’m bid, and I’m rewarded with a hard cock straight down my throat. He knows I won’t gag, so he doesn’t go easy.

Now that August doesn’t need Jackson’s help anymore, Jackson slides behind me and holds my head still so his twin can pump into my mouth.

I’m in fucking ecstasy. It’s been way too long since I’ve given head and it’s like having a hit of something I’ve been in withdrawals from. I’m nearly shaking I’m enjoying it so much, lost to everything that is these two mates I’ve tied myself to.

My chest rumbles in contentment, spasms roaring between my legs as my body demands more. But she’ll have to wait her damn turn, because I need to show August what this mouth do first.

“So good, mate. You fucking love going down on us, don’t you?”

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