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From my side, Cayden growls.

And then he says, "My turn."

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Dear God. Sergio lets me go with one last kiss. My body is still throbbing with the power of my climax as he pulls out. Jax retreats at the same time. Sergio's come drips down my thigh, hot and filthy. I lift my head to look around.

For a second, I have to appreciate the tableau. Sergio lies there naked, his cock spent and shining, while around me, four other men are waiting, hard and wanting, and they're all for me.

I lock eyes with Cayden, whose cock is straining, almost purple with need. An animal hunger takes over me. "Gimme."

"Hell, yeah."

He hauls me up into his arms, then sits on the edge of the bed. That puts me on top again, but I hardly care. Without preamble, he drags me right down onto his cock. I groan, hypersensitive, but loving it, loving being filled again. He slides in so easily despite his size. I'm wet and open, relaxed from coming hard; slick with my own fluids and Sergio's come.

Cayden groans low in his throat as he fits his hands to my sides. I fumble for a moment, trying to arrange myself. I get my knees under me, and that gives me the leverage to start to ride him.

"Yeah." He grips my hips tighter, staring into my eyes. "Nice and easy. Just like that."

It's no surprise when Jax fits himself to my spine again. His fingers enter me from behind, and it's not exactly comfortable, but it's not bad, either. He keeps opening me up as I start a nice, slow fuck with Cayden, kissing the back of my neck as he goes.

"This is what we should have been doing in middle school," Cayden says, raspy with desire.

I laugh, throwing my head back. "You have got to be kidding me."

"What?" Jax asks. "You don't think we could have handled a threesome at thirteen?"

I can feel his smile against the nape of my neck as he brushes my hair to the side and kisses my skin.

"I don't think we could handle French homework," I pant. "Or French kissing."

"Fine, fine," Jax mumbles. "But you get the idea."

Cayden shakes his head. "Doesn't matter. No more jealousy. No more pushing anyone away." He shows he means it, too, pulling me closer, until our foreheads touch. "Just love."

And fuck me, or does Cayden reach a little too far back? I'm pretty sure he's touching Jax, and I never really saw the two of them like that. Hell, I'm not sure they'relike that, at all, though isn't that a picture? The idea of the two of them doing dirty things to each other is sexy as hell.

Not as sexy as the two of them doing dirty things to me, though.

And that only ramps up as Jax stretches me harder. The third finger is a stretch to take, especially with Cayden filling my pussy nice and deep, but I do it. A sweat breaks out on my brow from the exertion. Within a few minutes, though, I'm ready.

I turn my head, locking eyes with Jax. "So? You gonna fuck my ass or what?"

He narrows his eyes, lips twisting up. "Say please."

"Fuck you."

"Nah. Think I'd rather fuck you."

I whine when he pulls his fingers out. Things happen behind me—I'm not sure what. But the next thing I know, he's got my hips in his hands. I brace myself, tilting backward, trying to give him better access to my ass. Cayden almost slips out, but he stops me, holds on to me.

"I got you, Haley," he murmurs. "I got you."

And oh, thank God. I didn't realize how much I needed steadying until Cayden does it. He holds on to me, keeping me still, keeping my hips flush with his when they want to buck. Holding me on his cock.

And I clutch back onto him as Jax lines himself up.

I close my eyes, burying my face in Cayden's neck, becauseholy fuck.I thought a few fingers was intense, but double penetration is insane. His cock is huge against my back door, and there's no way this is going to work. I whine and sweat, my fingernails clawing at Cayden's neck.