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  “How about this, sweetness,” Porter said as I switched between one breast and the other. As I played with Jill, he ripped open the toy’s package. “We watch you work this pretty pink plug into your ass, then Liam will fuck your pussy while I fuck your mouth. All your holes filled.”

  She whimpered and writhed in my lap. Oh yeah, she liked the idea. In fact, her pussy juices were getting my pants all wet. Plug filling her now, our cocks soon.

  Shit, I was going to come but I wanted to do it in her. I wanted to grip her hips from behind, thrust deep and watch as she licked Porter’s dick like a lollipop.

  I lifted my head, stood easily with Jill in my arms, then turned to place her on the couch on her knees. I pushed the loose sleeves down her arms so she was free of the shirt, having it settle about her bent knees. She was bare except for some cute socks. “Hands on the back of the couch.”

  She reached up, did as I said. Porter and I paused, looked our fill. A naked Jill, on her knees facing the back of the couch was an incredible sight.

  Porter went around to the other side of the couch so he faced our girl and held up the plug and lube. “We want to watch you put this in, but we’ll help if you want that instead. Your choice, sweetness.”

  Her head was tilted back to meet Porter’s eyes. She licked her lips. “I… I want help with the lube, getting all slick. Then I can put it in.”

  Porter held the lube out to me and I took it, flipped open the lid. Holding the small bottle over the very base of her spine, I let some drizzle down into her crack.

  “Spread your legs a little wider,” I told her and she complied.

  I couldn’t miss her wet pussy and above, the tight ring that was now covered in lube. Gently pressing the tip of one finger to her virgin entrance, I swirled the lube around, then began to press in. While she’d played here before, she’d done it solo. This was the first time she’d had someone touch her like this, so I had to be careful. She’d liked it and that had made her interested in doing it with us… hell, she’d made herself come thinking of us as she had a plug in nice and snug.

  But getting a guy involved… or two guys, was different. I didn’t want to push her in the wrong direction. Only pleasure for Jill.

  I saw her fingers tighten on the back of the couch, but she thrust her ass back toward me and I slid inside. She gasped, her head falling back as she clenched around me instinctively.

  “That’s it, baby. Such a good girl.” I squeezed more lube onto my finger, worked it into her. I’d coat the plug thoroughly, but this was to wake up all those nerve endings I knew were now making her wiggle and squirm, making her nipples tight little peaks.

  Porter handed me the plug and I slipped from her to cover it with the glistening lubricant.

  With my free hand, I slid my fingers down her spine in a gentle caress, then cupped her ass. “Doing okay, baby?” I asked, my voice soft.

  “Yes. I’m ready,” she breathed.

  Porter stood before her, quiet, eyes on what I was doing. Waiting. No doubt he wanted in her mouth, just as much as I wanted in her pussy. But we’d wait.

  It was all about Jill.

  Using my thumb, I parted her ass cheek a bit to expose that tight hole. Both of us watched as she reached back, took the toy from me and pressed the soft silicone plug against her entrance, slowly working it in. Holy shit, that was fucking hot. Porter leaned forward and talked with her as she worked it in. He praised her, how gorgeous she was, how proud he was of her taking both of us, telling her men what she liked, what she needed.

  At first, it looked as if her body resisted, but she exhaled and it slid right in. She gasped and her eyes widened. I brought my hand down on her upturned ass, giving her a light spank.

  She looked over her shoulder at me, then grinned. Oh yeah, the plug was small, but she put it in easily. I had to wonder what size she’d used on herself. She’d be ready for a bigger one, or even our dicks, the next time.

  “Ready for more?” I asked, tugging off my shirt, then opening my jeans. There was no time to take off anything else. She’d nodded and wiggled her ass in invitation.

  Porter opened his pants, pulled out his cock, stroked it.

  “Open up, sweetness. I’ll grip the base so you don’t take too much.”

  He was big. Really big. Getting in Jill’s throat would feel like heaven, but not if it was too much. We might be getting in three of her holes, but this wasn’t porn.

  Porter stepped close and Jill leaned forward, licked the head of his dick.

  He groaned, stroked her hair as she began to play.

  While it was so fucking hot seeing Jill suck Porter’s cock, my own cock was ready to play too.

  The couch was the perfect height for this, elevating Jill enough so she was at the right height to suck Porter. I could stand right behind her and slide right into her pussy.

  With the flange of the pink plug parting her cheeks and her pussy all dark pink and glistening, she was stunning. And sexy as hell. My balls ached to fill her up.

  Moving close, I put a hand on her hip as I held my dick and coated the tip with all her sticky honey. I glanced at Porter, who nodded, stilling his motions to shallowly fuck her mouth.

  In one slow thrust, I filled her all the way. The entry shifted her forward and she took Porter in to where he had his hand wrapped. She moaned and Porter hissed and shut his eyes.

  “Fuck, sweetness, those vibrations are going to make me come.”

  She did it again as she looked up at him. With her mouth full, she couldn’t smile, but I knew she was almost teasing him. I gave her ass another swat, pulled back and plunged deep.

  This time, the sound that escaped her hadn’t been intentional. She felt too good. Tight, hot, and she fit around me like a glove. I wasn’t going to last. Seeing her like this, taking both her men at the same time, was hotter than I’d ever imagined. And the plug in her ass… it was my turn to groan.

  We had all night and so this would be a warmup. We’d get her between us in bed and keep on going. Finding her clit, I circled it with my thumb as I fucked her with the drive and need to come. I was losing my focus as my orgasm drew up my balls.

  “Your mouth’s too good, sweetness. I’m going to come,” Porter warned, so she could be ready to swallow.

  He came on a harsh growl and I watched Jill’s throat work as she swallowed… and swallowed.

  When his balls were empty, he pulled from her mouth and stroked back her hair. Now I could hear her scream when she came. I intensified my play on her clit as I fucked her. Hard, deep, our bodies slapping together.

  Her inner walls rippled and clenched around me as she came, her head tossed back, her long hair a cascade over her bare back. She cried out, her body almost shaking with the intensity of her release. I tapped the base of the plug, and she clenched even tighter. It was as if she were pulling me into her pussy even deeper, milking the cum from my balls. I couldn’t hold back a second longer. Slapping my hand down on the back of the couch, I pressed my body over hers, held myself as deep inside her as I could go and gave over.

  The pleasure had black dots dance before my eyes, my breath catch, my muscles go rigid. I was lost in Jill and I never wanted to be found.

  13

  JILL

  * * *

  I held off my BFF Parker Drew as long as I could. Porter had too, but they worked together and it had been like shooting fish in a barrel for her. From what she’d told me, she’d cornered him in the office and told him—told him—we were having a girls’ night tonight. He and Liam could pick me up at Cassidy’s when we were done, but not a second sooner.

  Clearly, she wanted the 411 and wouldn’t be delayed any longer. She knew we were together. Knew I’d spent the entire weekend with them. She knew Tommy had broken into Dr. Metzger’s office. Hell, everyone in town probably knew both those things.

  But she wanted every single dirty detail. And I wasn’t talking about Tommy. So after my shift in the recovery room—since I had been clea
red of any wrongdoing in the break in, the hospital had no reason to fire me—I drove home, showered and changed and met Parker at Cassidy’s. Being Tuesday, it wasn’t very busy, only a small dinner crowd and a few who were there for happy hour. I found her in a booth in the back with Ava and Kaitlyn, the two other women who’d also claimed a Duke man and another. It appeared to be a Duke women get-together and since I was with Porter, I was in the club.

  “Spill,” Parker said as I took off my coat and hung it on the hook on the side of the booth with the others.

  I laughed. “At least let me sit down first.”

  I slid in beside her and said hi to Kaitlyn and Ava. I knew Kaitlyn from elementary school, but she’d moved away when I was perhaps in ninth grade. Her father had hurt Mr. and Mrs. Duke—Porter’s aunt and uncle, not his parents—when we were little. He’d died a few years ago and she’d chosen to move back to Raines from where she’d grown up with her aunt in California. She was the town librarian and was dating Duke and Jed. Dating wasn’t the right word since they were living together and were hot and heavy.

  Ava lived with Tucker and Colton on the Duke ranch, and I’d heard that Parker’s mom now worked for her at the Feed and Seed.

  Parker pushed a beer in front of me. “You’re sitting, you’ve got a drink, now talk.”

  I couldn’t help but grin. “What do you want to know exactly?”

  “Are they good?” Parker asked, waggling her eyebrows.

  “Of course they’re good,” Kaitlyn replied, pushing her glasses up her nose.

  “We want to know how good,” Ava clarified.

  I blushed. I could feel it. “Well, they’re really good.”

  All three of them groaned and Parker slid my pint glass back in front of her. “No talk, no beer.”

  “Fine, fine! Let’s just say two months of just kissing was the longest foreplay ever.” Parker pushed the glass back my way, and I took a sip before she could take it away again. “Let me ask you guys…”

  They were staring at me intently. I leaned forward and they followed, our heads close over the table.

  “When you first had sex,” I said, my voice above a whisper to be heard over the music, but not at the next table. “Did you do it together?” I swirled the condensation on my glass. “As in together together?”

  Kaitlyn and Ava across from me were thoughtful for a moment. “For me, yes. Well, sort of yes. The first night we met, we didn’t exactly have sex because I learned who Duke was before we got that far.” She swiped her hand through the air. “That’s another story for another night. But they did touch me together. Made me come.”

  “So it wasn’t one of them getting you off while the other watched,” I replied.

  She shook her head. “Oh no, they both get credit for doing that.”

  “Kaitlyn was talking about the first time they fooled around. The first time I had sex with Colton and Tucker, they took turns. Colton went first, but Tucker was watching, then had his turn.” She grinned. “In the kitchen.”

  Parker and Kaitlyn laughed and had heads turning our way. I was thinking about Sunday afternoon and Parker lifting me up and placing me on the kitchen island, settling himself between my parted legs and fucking me. The size difference between us didn’t matter at that height. In fact, he slid right into me without even having to bend his knees.

  We looked to Parker next. “The first time? They were all in on it.”

  I blinked. “You fucked three men at once the first time?” I whispered.

  She grinned, rolled her eyes. “That’s your question? Then no. Kemp fucked me first with Gus and Poe holding me open for him. They were all involved, but it wasn’t like I had three holes filled at once.”

  Kaitlyn fanned herself while I felt my cheeks get hotter. Parker had no issue with oversharing.

  “Did you?” Kaitlyn asked. “Is that why you’re asking, Jill?”

  I shook my head. “They were on me all weekend, but it was one at a time. Like, Porter would watch me with Liam and vice versa. Or they’d have me alone. But never at the same time until last night. I just wanted to make sure that was normal.”

  Parker patted my shoulder. “Normal? If you want normal, you need to go date some guy besides a Duke.”

  Kaitlyn and Ava nodded, tapped their glasses—Ava’s filled with beer, Kaitlyn’s with iced tea—together in agreement.

  “They adore you, Jill,” Ava said, reaching out and putting her hand on top of mine. “Seriously, they’ve been panting after you for months.”

  “Months,” Kaitlyn repeated, nodding.

  “I love them, too,” I admitted.

  “What is it then?” Parker asked. “Too bossy?”

  “Dominant?” Ava added.

  “Alpha?” Kaitlyn threw out there.

  “All of the above.”

  “Again, totally a Duke thing. But they love you and want to take care of you and have made you the center of their world.”

  I gave a slight shrug, but thought of the way Porter constantly checked on me, if not verbally, at least with his eyes. They catered to my every whim—not because I was an invalid or a child—because they wanted to see me smile. They made me come first. Every time. They opened doors for me, helped me with my seat belt. Made sure I’d eaten.

  And they could be bossy.

  “I have baggage,” I admitted. “You heard what my brother did.”

  They nodded. Yeah, just as I thought. The whole town must know.

  “My father drove drunk and almost killed Mr. and Mrs. Duke. Talk about baggage,” Kaitlyn admitted. “I’m not my father and you’re not Tommy.”

  That was a good point. What her father did… god, it had been horrible and he’d gone to jail. I didn’t blame Kaitlyn for it. I got her point. Tommy’s mess was just that, Tommy’s mess.

  I sighed, thought of Porter and Liam. My heart stuttered, but I smiled. “I love them.”

  All three women cheered as if a group of people suddenly rushed over with a bunch of balloons and a huge Publisher’s Clearing House check. I couldn’t help but grin as Ava showed us her ring and we moved on to talking about possible summer wedding dates. Since I had to be at the hospital first thing in the morning, we made it an early night. We texted our men letting them know we were all done. I decided to go to the ladies’ room before we left. In the back hallway, there was a man leaning against the wall. He stepped into my path and I stopped, suddenly nervous. He wasn’t as big as Liam, but he was solid. He wore a baseball cap low over his face, a big black jacket and dark jeans. It was his eyes though. No warmth in their depths that had me taking a step back.

  I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and realized another man had come up behind me. He was short, but built like a barrel. His nose had been broken a few times and never fixed. He grinned and not in a kind way.

  “Easy, Jill Murphy,” the guy in front of me said. I spun back to stare at him, wide-eyed and petrified. “We’re not going to hurt you. We just want to talk about Tommy.”

  My stomach jumped into my throat. Oh god. Who were these men? What had they done with Tommy?

  I turned so my back was to the wall instead of one of the men. The bathrooms were to the right, the main restaurant area to the left, but the men blocked both. While I could hear the music from the jukebox and knew people were out there, no one was nearby.

  “What do you want?” I said. I could scream, but I wasn’t sure what they’d do. Did they have guns tucked away in their coats? Knives? As long as they didn’t drag me out the back door, I was safe. Safe-ish.

  “Your brother owes us some money.” The guy’s lips were chapped and he hadn’t shaved in a few days. Strange, the things you noticed when you were freaking out.

  “I don’t have any money,” I replied. “My car’s over fifteen years old. I work two jobs.”

  “That’s right,” he replied. “Two jobs. Two places to get drugs to pay off his debt.”

  “You mean the hospital?” I asked. I shook my head. “Drugs
are kept in these big machines with codes and scanners.”

  “A little at a time from your patients. You’ve got pockets.”

  “I work in recovery!” I countered. “Everyone’s just come from surgery with IVs. There aren’t any pills.”

  “Morphine works. I’m sure you can find some Oxy.”

  I shook my head. “I can’t. It’s impossible. Maybe a pill here and there, but that’s it.”

  They grinned and nodded. “You can. Your brother went into hiding and hasn’t been able to pay, so you will.” They stepped closer. Loomed. I swallowed down my fear. “If not the hospital, then go back to your doctor.”

  It seemed the one guy was the leader, the other just backup because he hadn’t said a word. “Get on her computer and send prescriptions to the pharmacy for fake patients for us to pick up.”

  “That’s illegal.”

  Duh. God, that was a dumb thing to say. Of course it was illegal. These were bad men who didn’t give a shit about the law.

  “For you.” Oh god, I was the one who was going to get caught, not them. They weren’t getting their hands dirty at all. “But you’re fucking the sheriff and the DA, right? They won’t arrest you if they’re getting pussy. Do this or your brother’s going to be found piece by piece across the county. Tell them about our little chat and you’ll both be found by the wolves.”

  I gulped. No wonder Tommy had been so frantic to get into Dr. Metzger’s office.

  “This is our little secret, right? Tell your men and we kill your brother, then you.” He patted my shoulder and they walked off together. “We’ll be in touch.”

  14

  JILL

  * * *

  I sagged against the wall as my heart was beating out of my chest.

  Oh. My. God.