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  LIAM

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  The night had gone from hellish to heavenly. Here was our girl, sitting in my lap and lifting her sweatshirt over her head. Beneath, she had on a little tank top, one that hid nothing. White and threadbare, it molded to her lush tits and her nipples poked out.

  As she lifted up to remove the garment, I gave her ass a light spank and she gasped. “Sass gets you spanked, baby.”

  Her eyes widened, then flared with heat. I spanked her again, the other ass cheek this time, then rubbed the heat in. Oh, our girl liked it.

  “Liam,” she said, her voice all breathy like a porn star. Our own sweet, sexy porn star. I wrapped an arm around her, angled her back and took a stiff peak into my mouth.

  Her hands went to my head, tugged on my hair.

  “Lucky she’s got two men. A nipple for each of us,” Porter said. “Wouldn’t want one to be neglected.”

  I shifted her so she was angled his way, but never lifted my head. He joined me in pleasuring Jill. My fingers pushed up her little top and we lifted our heads long enough to get it off her. I never imagined I’d be into a threesome lifestyle, having my head right next to my best friend’s working a woman’s breasts, getting her off.

  I’d thought I wasn’t enough for Jill, that she wanted Porter, too, because I was… less. But it wasn’t that at all. It took a huge cluster fuck for all of us to realize it wasn’t Porter or me. Jill wanted Porter and me. We, all three of us, were a unit. Our own little family now. Someday, when Jill was ready, we’d have babies. Lots of them with her gorgeous eyes, sweet smile and feisty disposition.

  She was happy and getting well-pleasured because she was with both her men. Jill was too much for just one man. She had so much love in her Porter and I were lucky enough to get it all.

  And I’d spend the rest of my life showing her that.

  “I want you naked. I want it all,” she breathed.

  Porter sat up, looked to me. Nodded.

  Helping Jill to her feet in front of me, I slid her sweats down over her curvy hips, then turned my hand palm up to cup her pussy. She gasped as my fingers slid over her sopping folds.

  “What do you want, sweetness?” Porter asked. He stood, began to shuck his clothes.

  “Both of you,” she said, her voice all breathy and erotic as fuck.

  “You’ve got us, baby. We’re not going anywhere.”

  “I want you to fuck me.”

  “Here?” I asked, curling two fingers so they slipped into her. I slid a little deeper to find the spot she loved. I found the little textured spot and pressed.

  “Yes!” she practically screamed.

  I had to hope the hotel walls were soundproofed. Anyone walking by would know Jill was being well-satisfied by her men. And that thought made pre-cum spurt from my dick.

  Her hand moved around behind her. While I couldn’t see exactly what she was doing, when she said, “Here, too,” I knew she was touching that virgin rosebud.

  Porter stood watching, stroking his dick. “You take our girl, get her from all warmed up to burning hot. If Jill wants our dicks at the same time, cramming her pussy and ass nice and full, then I’ve got to go get some lube.”

  I nudged Jill in Porter’s direction as I took a quick lick of her pussy juices from my fingers. Fuck!

  “Where are you going?” Jill asked as Porter’s hands roamed her body, as if he couldn’t keep from touching her.

  “I did a little shopping earlier. Got you a pretty new plug. They tossed small packets of lube in the bag. It’s in my SUV.”

  “Hurry back,” she said, standing there gloriously naked, her pussy all puffy and swollen from my finger play. Her nipples hard and damp from our mouths. Her cheeks all flushed. She was aroused and needy because of me and she stared at my dick. I could feel it snugly curved up toward my belt. “I want both my men.”

  Pre-cum seeped from me, eager to be in her. I grinned because I was heading out into the frigid cold. The sooner I got that lube, the sooner we got inside her. Got us together, made her ours… together, once and for all.

  JILL

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  I hid a smile as Liam grabbed the key card and stormed from the room, but Porter quickly distracted me. He picked me up, settled me in the middle of the bed and lay down next to me. With his head propped up on his elbow, he looked me over. Every inch. His hand moved over me as he did so.

  “How did I get so lucky?” he asked, although it seemed he was asking himself that question instead of me.

  Goosebumps rose. “Cold?”

  I shook my head. I was burning up. “You’re teasing me.”

  A grin flashed on his face. “You think this is teasing?”

  I squirmed as he palmed my breast, tugged on the nipple. “Yes!” I cried as my back arched.

  He let go, moved so he was between my thighs. He was so big my legs were parted so wide. He scooped me up with his palms on my ass, my back lifting off the mattress and put his mouth on me.

  “Porter!” I cried as he licked me from my weeping entrance and up to my clit. He gently licked along the top of one pussy lip to my clit and then down the other side.

  By the time the door slammed shut behind Liam, I was writhing, whimpering. Begging.

  Porter lifted his head and I couldn’t miss how his mouth and chin were all wet. “All covered in honey,” he said, then glanced at Liam who tossed little packets and a still-in-package butt plug onto the bed

  His hands moved to unbutton his uniform shirt, the shoulders damp from snow. “Not fair.”

  “There’s plenty for both of us.”

  Liam gave up on his shirt and moved Porter out of the way, taking over holding my hips. I looked down my body at him. His pale eyes met mine. “Let’s get you ready for us to claim you together.”

  He didn’t say more, just went at me—that’s what he did, ravaged me with mouth, tongue and fingers—until it was too good, too much and I came, then came again. Sweat bloomed on my skin, my hair was a wild tangle I was sure, my voice scratchy from screaming. I was so blissed out that I missed the packet of lube being opened, but gasped as it was drizzled over my back entrance. I mewled at the contrast to how hot, wet and swollen my pussy was.

  “Easy, baby. Just my finger for now. Got to get you all slick.”

  I felt a blunt finger brush over me there and I moaned. The sensations were so intense, especially since I’d already come. New nerve endings awakened and I was pushed back into full arousal all over again.

  When he slipped a finger past my tightened ring, I whimpered, then groaned.

  Soft suction surrounded a nipple. My eyes opened and saw Porter’s head. I curled my fingers in his hair as he played. “That’s what I like to hear, our girl’s pleasure.”

  “I’m sure everyone on the floor heard,” Liam commented as he slowly worked his finger deeper, then added more lube.

  I couldn’t even blush, for I didn’t care. They’d know I was so damned happy.

  One moment I was on my back, the next Porter was lying on the bed, feet touching the floor, and I was on top of him. When had he gotten undressed? His thick dick was pressed between our bellies.

  My knees were on either side of his hips and I shifted, sliding my wet pussy up and down his length. He brushed my hair back and looked up at me. “Greedy for my dick, sweetness?”

  I nodded and shifted so he settled right at my entrance. His hands dropped to his sides. “Have at it. Climb on and then Liam’s going to get in on the action.”

  Gripping him at the base—he pulsed hot and thick in my hold—I lifted up onto my knees, then lowered myself until he slid in and I sank down all the way.

  He growled. I groaned. I was so full and I leaned forward and kissed him, rolling my hips as I did. My clit rubbed against him and I clenched around him. I felt Liam’s hand moving over my ass, cupping it, squeezing, before his thumb pressed against my slick back entrance. I cried out and clenched once more.

  “Hurr
y… get… in… our… girl,” Porter said between deep kisses. He widened his legs to make room for Liam.

  As if he’d been waiting for the go ahead, Liam stepped close. His thumb moved away and was quickly replaced with the broad head of his cock. He must have slicked up because he slipped off and up toward my back.

  Porter stilled me with a hand on my hip and Liam tried again.

  “Relax, baby. Let me in, that’s it. Good girl. Deep breath. Let it out. Yes! Shit, fuck, holy shit you’re so tight.”

  I whimpered as the flared crown slipped past that tight ring of resistance.

  “That’s it, taking your men,” Porter crooned. “So beautiful.”

  He kissed me, slowly, almost sweetly as Liam plundered my ass. Not hard, but insistent. Deep, then deeper still. My back arched and I couldn’t believe how full I was. Two dicks. Both of them. In me.

  Once Liam bottomed out, he stilled.

  “I love you, baby. This is home. You between us…”

  He didn’t say more, couldn’t. I couldn’t see him well over my shoulder, but I rested my head on Porter’s chest, felt his heartbeat.

  “Time to come, sweetness,” Porter said, and began to move. Back, when Liam drove deep. They alternated. I couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but feel.

  Here, in this hotel room, cocooned not only by the snowstorm outside, but between the men I loved, I had everything.

  And when I came, I cried out both their names. They soon followed. After cleaning up, I lay between them, safe. Protected. And definitely cherished.

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