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"You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen," Sergio murmurs, smoothing my hair back from my face.

Then he shoves his boxers aside. His thick cock bobs free, and my mouth waters.

He's in control—both men are. I feel like a boneless mess, quivering with need. I'm fucked out and used and hungry for more, and they give it to me.

All I have to do is take it.

Mumbling filthy praise, Sergio rubs his cock on my face, while Deandre starts fucking my ass with his fingers in earnest. He's gentle—as gentle as a guy can be when he's trying to get a girl ready to take some serious heat. Before I know it, he's nudging in with a third finger. The stretch pulls a soft, hurt sound from my throat, but the sensation quickly shifts into pure pleasure.

The fourth is harder—Jesus, Deandre's fingers aren't small. But I take it. My body can do this.

Ican do this.

"Damn," Jax says.

I open my eyes to view my audience again. They're rapt, and I feel gorgeous. Sexy. On display.

And the fingers in my ass withdraw.

"Nooo," I groan, resting my head against Sergio's naked hip.

"Shh, baby girl," Deandre murmurs. "I got you. Just go ahead and open up. Just let your daddy inside."

I don't even have the muscle control left to stiffen up.

The thick pressure against my ass can't be anything but his coke can cock. It's slick and hot, hard as steel and undeniable.

He pushes, and no. I was right. I can't—there's no way. It's impossible.

Except then it's happening.

A sob breaks free from my throat as his head breaches me. God, he's huge. But he's taking care of me even as he's taking me apart. The sharpness of the penetration is gentled by his voice in my ear, his grip on my hips. Sergio brushes my hair back from my face. Tears pour down my cheeks as Deandre keeps pushing deeper, but it's so good. It hurts, and it's real, and I love it.

I never, ever, ever want to stop being fucked like this.

After what feels like an eternity of Deandre slowly but firmly thrusting his way inside, his hips finally meet my ass. I sigh in relief and he moans. Muffled curses go up around us.

I did it. I took that giant cock. I'm taking it.

"That's right, little girl." Deandre strokes my back, giving me a moment to adjust. "You're doing so good baby. You're taking your daddy so well."

Fresh tears spill from my eyes, because that's what I needed to hear. I needed to meet his challenge and earn his praise, and how can this feel so good?

"You gonna see to Daddy's friend, too?"

I open my eyes to find Sergio's hard cock in front of me, and yeah. It's so easy. I part my lips and turn my head.

Sergio threads his fingers through my hair, cupping the back of my head. He slips inside, filling my mouth. I let him. He fucks in slowly, gently.

Thank God for that.

When Deandre pulls back, it's like being torn apart all over again. He withdraws almost the entire way, leaving me empty after being so insanely, impossibly full, only to drive forward again. My ass opens, welcoming him.

I lose time.

For what feels like ages, years, Deandre and Sergio take me from both ends. The cock in my mouth recedes, and the one in my ass fills me deep. I'm lost in pleasure as they use me. Colors burst across my eyes. Other hands run up and down my spine, and I move into the touch, happy to have my other lovers so close.

Everyone helps me, holds me up.