Amaya's pov 

 Alvaro's lips crash onto mine, hot and demanding. I kiss him back, my tongue sliding against his as heat rushes through me. His hands grip my waist, pulling me closer, and I feel his hard cock pressing against my thigh through his pants.

 Javier steps in from behind, his breath warm on my neck. He nips at my earlobe, making me shiver. "You're ours tonight, Amaya," he whispers, his voice low and rough. His fingers trail down my back, unzipping my dress slow, letting it fall to the floor. I'm naked now, exposed to all three of them, and it turns me on more than I can say.

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