I leaned forward eagerly. Elias kept his fingers moving inside me as I wrapped my lips around the head of Lucian’s cock. He tasted salty and masculine. I took him deeper, swirling my tongue, hollowing my cheeks.

“Fuck,” Lucian hissed. His hand fisted in my hair, guiding me but not forcing. Not yet. “Just like that. Show me how badly you want to be ours.”

Elias added a third finger. I moaned around Lucian’s cock. The stretch burned so good. My juices were running down his hand. I could hear it. I was losing my mind.

They worked me together. Lucian fucking my mouth in slow, deep strokes. Elias finger-fucking...