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"Come here," Dahlia demands, her voice breaking on a moan.

We approach the bed from opposite sides. Axl reaches her first, capturing her mouth in a hungry kiss that makes her whimper. I watch for a moment, surprised by the lack of jealousy. Instead, seeing her pleasure only heightens my arousal.

Axl breaks the kiss to trail his mouth down her neck, across her collarbone, and finally to her breast. He takes her nipple between his lips, sucking hard enough to make her cry out.

I settle between her legs, spreading her thighs wider. She's soaking wet, her arousal glistening on her inner thighs.

"You're so beautiful," I tell her, running my fingers through her folds.

She bucks against my hand, desperate for more contact. "Please, Onyx. I need you inside me."

"Soon," I promise, circling her entrance with my fingers. "I need to make sure you're ready."

"I've been ready for a while now," she groans, grinding against my hand. "Stop teasing me!"

Axl chuckles against her breast, the vibration making her gasp. "Maybe he's self-conscious."

"Fuck you," I slide two fingers inside her. She's tight but so wet that they glide in effortlessly.

Dahlia throws her head back, a strangled cry escaping her throat. "More!"

I pump my fingers slowly, curling them until her whole body jerks.

"There!" she cries, clenching around my fingers. "Right there!"

Axl moves to her other breast, lavishing it with the same attention while his hand slides down to circle her clit. The dual sensation makes her thrash on the bed; her body caught between our touches.

"I can't wait anymore," I growl, withdrawing my fingers. "I need to be inside you."

"Yes," she agrees, spreading her legs wider in invitation. "Please, Onyx."

I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock sliding through her wetness. The sensation is almost too much, and I must grit my teeth to maintain control.

"Look at me," I command.

Her eyes, glazed with desire, lock onto mine. In that moment, I push forward, sinking into her in one slow thrust until I'm buried to my balls.

"Fuck!" she screams, her back arching off the bed. "Oh God, yes!"

The tight heat of her around me is almost undoing me. I hold still, fighting for control, my hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise.

Axl shifts positions, moving up toward her head. "Open your mouth for me, baby."

Dahlia turns her head, her lips parting eagerly as Axl guides his cock toward her mouth. She takes him in greedily, her moans muffled around his length.

The sight of her taking us both sends a surge of primal satisfaction through me. I start to move, pulling out almost entirely before thrusting back in. Each stroke pulls a muffled cry from her throat.

"That's it," I encourage. "I'm going to fuck you so good."

Axl threads his fingers through her curls, guiding her movements as she sucks him. "Your mouth feels so fucking good."

I feel her walls fluttering around me, a sign she's already close to the edge. The heat drug Hammond gave her has her body primed for release.

"Are you going to come for me?" I ask, increasing my pace. "Come on my cock while you suck him?"

She moans around Axl, the vibration making him hiss with pleasure. Her hands clutch at the sheets.

I slide my hand between us, finding her clit with my thumb. The moment I touch her there, she shatters, and her body convulses around me in powerful waves. The strength of her orgasm triggers my own release, and I feel the base of my cock swelling, locking us together as I empty myself inside her.