**Ava’s POV

The locker room was silent except for my ragged breathing and the low hum of the showers in the distance.

I was on my back on the padded bench they’d pulled out, legs spread wide, heart hammering so hard I could feel it in my pussy. Ryker and Jax stood over me, cocks hard and leaking, eyes dark with hunger.

Ryker moved first.

He gripped my thighs, spreading me even wider, and leaned down. His hot breath fanned across my soaked pussy as he inhaled deeply.

“Fuck, you smell good,” he growled. “Sweet. Wet. Desperate.”

Then his mouth was on me.

His tongue dragged slowly through my folds,...