Behind me, Derek’s fingers teased my ass, spreading my cheeks as Jace’s cock pressed against my lips, demanding attention.

"Fuck, look at her," Derek groaned, his fingers circling my tight hole. "She’s made for this."

Mark’s hand tangled in my hair, guiding me as I took him deeper, my throat opening for him. "That’s it, sweetheart. Take it all."

Jace’s cock brushed against my cheek, then my lips, and I turned my head, taking him into my mouth, my tongue flicking over the piercing at the tip. He hissed, his hips jerking forward. "Fuck, yes."

I alternated between them, my mouth stretched around Mark’s thickness, then Jace’s pierced cock, then...