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Gray chuckles at Silla’s question, his hands squeezing my breasts as he continues to slowly thrust against my ass.

“Please,” I whisper, not knowing what I want, but there’s an ache building inside of me.

Gray pinches my nipples, making me cry out softly, my back arching for more.

“Tell me if you don’t like something, Baby Girl. Can you do that? Let us help take this back,” Gray says, kissing my neck. I feel as if I’m burning from the inside out, and I want more.

“Yes, more,” I beg him.

Silla laves at my nipple before sucking hard on it.

“That’s it, Silla. Our girl can take a little pain, can’t you,” he praises. She grazes me with her teeth, and fuck if it doesn’t feel good. I want her head between my legs, doing the same to my clit.

My breath wheezes, chest beginning to heave as they work together. Grayson squeezes my tits hard, while Silla sucks and bites me.

“I need to taste you,” she moans.

“Get naked,” I insist. "I want your fingers deep inside your cunt while you eat my pussy. Please.”

Silla nods, pulling her clothes off quickly. She’s as desperate as I am, and Grayson clicks his tongue in amusement, pushing down my leggings and panties.

“Such greedy girls,” he coos. I kick off the last of my clothing, fully knowing I’m being a brat. Grayson palms my ass, rubbing it, pulling my cheeks apart, letting the air hit my pussy. My breaths quicken in anticipation, and I’m almost worried I’ll hyperventilate.

“I know that look,” Silla says, pressing her body against mine. Her skin is so soft, I can’t get enough of her as I run my hands down her back, grabbing her ass.

“What lo—” I don’t get to finish my sentence as Grayson cracks his hand along my ass. Gasping, I can’t put words together to complain as his fingers trail through my arousal.

“There you are, so fucking wet. Are you our good girl?” he asks, pushing his fingers inside my tight channel.

“Yes, yes,” I chant, hiking Silla’s leg over my hip to slide my hand between us. Pushing my fingers inside of her, I rub the palm of my hand along her clit.

“This… wasn’t the plan,” she gasps. Grayson kisses my shoulder, gently nipping as he rubs his knuckles against my bundle of nerves.

“There is no plan, Dangerous Girl. If it feels good, then that’s what matters. Andrya, your pussy is choking my fingers. I’m not sure if I should be your first after so long,” he laments. I wait for him to pull away. But Grayson pushes a third finger inside of me.

He takes my breath away, and I focus on Silla’s noises to center me.

“Breathe, Baby. That’s it. That’s three fingers, my cock is at least one more,” he murmurs into my ear.

“Fuck, you’re big,” I gasp.

“He is, but it feels so good, ’Drya,” Silla says, her hips grinding on my hand. She’s so wet, her arousal is beginning to run down my palm. My free hand grabs the round globe of her ass, encouraging her to keep going. “He’s stretching you, isn’t he? Fuck, Baby. I want to watch as he pushes his way inside you while I suck and lick you both.”

Keening, I’m unable to keep back the noise at the visual. “Gods, you have a dirty, perfect fucking mouth,” I tell her. “Yes, I can take it, Gray… oh!”

Gray moves his hand so his fingers are deeper inside me, the palm of his hand grinding down on my clit. My eyes roll, and Silla moans, burying her face in my neck.

“You smell so good,” she says, sucking on my jumping pulse.

“’Drya always smells like lemons,” Grayson grunts, releasing his cock from his pants, so I can feel him between my ass cheeks as he rocks between them. Gods, he’s not only big, he’s thick, and I can feel his piercings as they rub along my skin.

Fuck, I want him so badly.

“If you want his cock, you need to come, Baby,” Silla whimpers, her fingers digging into my skin. Her walls are beginning to flutter, and she’s flushed with exertion. My girl is so damn close. “Come with me, Andrya. Please please, fuck me…”

“Listen to Silla, Beautiful,” Grayson goads. “I bet she’s so close.”

“She’s soaking my hand,” I gasp. “All I can smell is jasmine…”