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“Blame your hetero life mate for not sharing the tea, I don’t kiss and tell.”

“That fucking cheater! I was supposed to be his first double peter! And he kept telling me no. Mother fucker.”

“Uh, guys… Are we gonna… y’know? Or are you just going to keep bantering?” I asked, not quite sure I was even going to be able to take them the way they wanted. “It would be nice if someone could start by explaining just how exactly you think you’re both going to fit in there.”

“We’ll go slow and make sure you’re prepped for it, Bunny,” Craig assured me as he strolled toward the bed with a bulk-sized bottle of lube.

“You’re gonna love it,Ma Petit. And once we prove that to you, you’ll be able to take all four of us without needing hands.” Leighton smirked as he unceremoniously stripped out of his clothing. I didn’t miss how his gaze fell to the ‘V’ we’d carved into his chest or how his fingers softly caressed the letter.

“Let’s not put carts before horses,” Craig said, removing his clothes just as eagerly but without the same rush.

“Eh, no take-backs.” Leighton shrugged before belly-flopping onto the bed between my legs.

“What the actual fuck, dude?” I shrieked as I bounced slightly off the bed.

“Shhhh…. I got you,” Leighton murmured, grabbing my legs and placing them on his shoulders. “Snack time.”

“Shut–” My words cut off with the first swipe of his tongue through my folds.

Leighton lapped at me like a man starved, bolts of electricity sliding through my veins when his tongue circled my clit with just the right amount of pressure. My hands went to his hair, gripping it tightly and holding him in place as I began riding his face. My breath came in short pants as I worked to keep quiet, and that only made him work harder, sliding two fingers into me and curling them as his tongue worked me perfectly. My back bowed off the bed, and my hand flew from his hair to my mouth as an unexpected orgasm tore through me. I bit my palm nearly hard enough to break the skin, trying to stifle the sounds escaping my mouth as Leighton worked me through it with his skilled tongue and fingers.

“Your turn,” he smirked at Craig, sitting up and back on his heels. “I say she needs at least one more before we start working her up to both of us. There’s toys in the bottom drawer if you need assistance.”

Craig moved to the dresser and opened the bottom drawer, rifling through it for a moment before a grin spread across his face. Leighton moved to cradle my head, his hands still roaming my body as Craig took his place between my thighs. I tried to see what he had, but Leighton wouldn’t let me sit up enough to look.

“What do you have, Craig?” I asked impatiently.

“Hush or I’ll give you something to do with that mouth,Ma Petit.” Leighton rasped, moving one hand to grip his cock.

“You’ll see,” Craig smirked up at me, pushing my legs further apart, and any further insisting I might have done went blank in my mind when he pushed inside me with one quickthrust. My back arched, and I tried to reach for Craig as he started to move slowly.

“Ah ah, you didn’t ask,” Leighton said, grabbing my arms, holding them above my head, and nodding to Craig. I heard the sound of the toy clicking on just a moment before I felt the intense sensation of it on my already sensitive clit. I yelped, my eyes rolling back while he moved inside me, the toys insistent pulsing and vibrating making everything feel ten times more potent.

I was hurtling toward another orgasm in what felt like seconds as Leighton held me down and Craig pumped into me. The room filled with the sounds of my whimpering as my body jerked, electric pleasure streaking through my system in a way that had my mind blanking of anything and everything.

“Fuck… fuck… Oh! Fuck!” My eyes rolled back as I careened toward the edge. “Please, please don’t stop!”

Craig and Leighton chuckled in unison as Craig used his free hand to push one of my legs up, making every stroke hit the sweet spot, and I could feel the tension in my spine tighten to a breaking point.

“I’m… Fuck! I’m gonna…” I started to say, and before I could get anything else out, Craig grabbed my hips, rolling us so that I was impaled on top of him, the toy still pulsing against my clit as I sank down on him.

It happened so fast that I didn’t realize Leighton had moved until I felt the pressure of his finger join Craig’s cock buried inside of me. He curled his finger toward the spot inside me that caused my entire body to lock up with the strength of my orgasm. My vision went black, and my hearing faded briefly.

“That’s right,Ma Petit, squirt all over his cock.” Leighton whispered in my ear as he pressed a second finger against my entrance, slowly easing it into me with each of Craig’s thrusts.

”So… full…” I whimpered. “I can’t...”

“Shhh, you can do it, Bunny. Focus on me.” Craig cooed, his hands skimming up my sides in a gentle caress as his hips slowed to allow me time to adjust to the new sensations.

After a few moments, my body began to move of its own accord, my hips rolling as I mindlessly tried to take them both deeper and faster. A dark, dangerous chuckle was all the warning I got before Leighton worked a third finger into me alongside Craig’s dick.

“That’s right,Ma Petit, take everything we give you like the greedy girl you are.” he breathed against my ear. The tone of his voice was nearly enough to throw me over the edge again, but the cold touch of lube along his fingers stopped me from falling over.

“One more, Bunny.” Craig groaned, clicking the toy up a setting.

It was exactly what I needed, my entire body shattering under the weight of my orgasm. I collapsed forward on Craig’s chest, and he and Leighton continued to work me over as if I weren’t a boneless, mindless puddle already. Leighton’s free hand slid from the base of my neck down my back and over my ass until he reached where they were stretching me wide.

“Fuck, this is hotter than I imagined.” Leighton murmured. “Are you ready for me,Ma Petit?” I could only moan in response.