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Reaching over, Isaac hits the button to request video with the call, propping the phone up on a pillow. The Warden’s face comes up, and I realize he’s on his bed, leaning against the wall with his dick in his hand. My breath comes faster as I watch him stroke himself.

Isaac chuckles as he continues to explore my body, content in knowing I’ll have eye candy. Grayson is long and thick, and I’m pretty sure I glimpse a flash of silver as he strokes himself.

A wave of pleasure hits me as Isaac massages the perfect spot inside of me, and my eyes flutter.

“Eyes on me, Dangerous Girl,” Grayson grunts. “I want you to be watching me as you fall apart for us. I may not be able to touch you, but I can see the fire in your eyes.”

“Wanting you was never the problem,” I tell him in a breathy voice as my hips thrust against Isaac’s face and fingers. “Gods, Isaac, I’m so close…”

The growl of possession he releases vibrates through my body, stealing my breath as my body tips over the edge. I come back to myself with Isaac kissing my lips.

“There you are,” he murmurs. “I think you stopped breathing and passed out for a second.”

“I didn’t know I could do that,” I whisper in awe, staring up at him.

Dipping down, Isaac kisses my mouth, swiping his tongue against mine so I can taste myself. Moaning, I wrap my arms around his neck.

“You taste delicious,” he groans. “I can’t wait to be inside of you, but I’m still worried.”

“I’m not,” I tell him breathlessly. “Please? It has to be you.”

“She’s right,” Grayson reminds him. Turning my face, my mouth goes dry at how large he is. “Your eyes went really big, Dangerous Girl.” Isaac grunts ominously, and Grayson scoffs. “Calm down, I don’t mean it in a bad way. You make me want things I shouldn’t want, and I don’t know what to do about that. I should never be anyone’s first. I’m too much for you.”

“Cocky much?” Isaac snorts, moving down to lave attention on my breasts. My hands curl in his hair, sighing as he works. Desire mounts through my body, making me pull at his hair. “Use your words. Tell me what you want.”

“I want you inside of me, Isaac,” I gasp. “Please, I need you.”

Grayson mutters, “Lucky bastard,” under his breath, and I smirk.

His cock would break me, but he’s hating being so far away.

“Okay, Little Hacker. Promise me you’ll scream my name as you come around my cock,” he rumbles, pushing his pants off his body. He’s commando, and I gasp as he glides along my core, bumping against my clit.

“I promise. Oh… that feels good,” I sigh, my hips searching for more.

“Hold on to that,” Isaac groans, kissing me hard. I can hear Grayson’s breathing grow heavier, and I moan, losing myself to the expanding sensations.

Nothing else matters except what’s happening right now. Tomorrow is far enough away that I decide to give up control. Grayson is right that everything is about holding tightly to my emotions and reactions. My world is filled with sharks, and that hasn’t changed.

Isaac bites my shoulder, causing me to yelp and Grayson chuckles. “I spank, but Isaac is unpredictable, Silla. Don’t let yourself get into your head.”

Leaning back on the bed after pulling off his shirt, my eyes drift over this now naked man. Grayson is a bear of a man, a light dusting of hair across his chest. Licking my lips, my eyes flutter as Isaac’s cock nudges at my entrance.

“You’re in charge,” he whispers, pushing his hips forward as my pussy opens for him. “Fast, slow, not stopping until you pass out for me again.”

My chest heaves in anticipation as my heels rest on his ass, pushing him deeper.

“Fuck, you’re already pulsing around me, Silla. I’m going to die by your sweet, tight pussy happily,” Isaac says, making me huff out a laugh.

“You think he’s being ridiculous, but I have no doubt that your cunt is squeezing him like a vice,” Grayson growls, making me shudder.

Isaac’s hips twitch, and I gasp as he slides deeper inside. “You… Gods. Gray, watch what you say, or you’re going to make me blow,” he complains. “She clenched so hard, I think Silla likes it when we talk dirty.”

Flushing, I think about it, trying to breathe past the stretching and pinching pain from the man inside of me. “I think it depends, but I like it right now,” I tell them honestly.

“I promise not to use my words against you,” Grayson murmurs, his eyes glued to where Isaac and I meet. His hand cups his balls, gently pulling, and I wish it was me doing it. “I’m really sorry I was an ass, and I’ll make it up to you.”

Those are the last words I process as I pull Isaac to me, screaming as his cock obliterates the virginity that I’ve guarded for so long. Isaac curses, burying his face in my neck.