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He stuffed them into his pants pocket and smirked at me.

Yup, that totally backfired on me, but it still felt a lot like I hadn’t lost either.

Tyson laughed. “You dirty fucker.”

Quinton shrugged carelessly. “She started it.”

That wasn’t exactly the truth. He started it in the very beginning when he stole my panties and did who the hell only knew what with them. It was a mystery that I didn’t think I’d ever get the answer to. It used to drive me nuts, but now I knew I had to let him have his secrets.

“Nuh-uh,” Julian grumbled as he grabbed hold of my jaw and turned my face back to him. “Not today. He doesn’t get to steal the show and suck up all of your attention today. Today, he has to get over himself and learn that he needs to share you with the rest of us. That’s just the way it is. Stop trying to spoil him. He’s turning into the biggest brat in our group.”

I gaped at him. I had never thought of Quinton as a brat before, but I definitely spoiled him. It was my job to.

Julian’s mouth came down on mine, and my lips automatically parted. His tongue slipped inside, and he poured every ounce of his love and feelings for me into the kiss. I tried to give it back to him and show him I cared just as much as he did.

He groaned into my mouth and pressed the front of his body into mine. His erection pressed into my stomach, and it was my turn to groan loudly intohismouth. He was just as turned on as me.

“Let’s get this dress off of you.” Damien pulled on the ribbons at my back, untying them. His fingers toyed with the buttons at the back of my neck, and I felt each one as he freed them.

He pushed the material off my shoulders, and my dress slid down my body.

It was times like these where I was happy I’d gotten used to them being naked and me being naked as well in front of all of them at once. It had taken some time for me to become completely comfortable with my body being on display in front of seven men at once, but I no longer felt self-conscious.

There was a certain kind of power in being the sole focus and center of attention for all these men, and when I took my clothes off, not a single one of them could tear their eyes off of me.

My scars could suck a big fat dick. They had no place here, and I won that round.

With the help of Damien’s and Julian’s eager hands, my dress pooled around my feet on the rug. I wasn’t completely naked. I stood between them in nothing but a black, lacy, see-through bra that pushed my tits up to an incredible height, giving me the most amazing cleavage I’d ever had in my whole entire life.

Even I was impressed by my breasts at the moment. From the heated looks I received from the men around me, I knew I wasn’t the only one. Thank goodness for that.

“Let’s get rid of this as well. You’re always beautiful, but nothing is better than when you’re completely naked.” Julian’s fingers slipped underneath the strap of my bra and slid it off my shoulder. I felt the clasp in the back as it was snapped open by the ever so helpful hands of Damien. They tore my bra off, and it was unceremoniously tossed to the side. I had no idea where it landed, and I couldn’t care less.

I had more important things to focus on at the moment.

Like Julian’s erection still pressed into my lower stomach, and Damien’s pressed up against my spine.

The feel of them, the heat they gave off, the sheer size of them, and their impressive hardness like steel rods made my mouth water. I wanted them both, and I wanted them right now.

No more waiting.

No more playing the nice girl and letting them take the lead and then taking from them what they wanted to give me.

I was taking what I wanted tonight even if it meant I had to take them all firmly in hand.

I dropped to my knees between them and reached out to grasp the button on Julian’s pants. I got the button undone and the zipper down with them both standing still as if they were frozen in shock or something. I thought I had taken them by surprise.

I shifted to the side on my knees and reached for Damien’s pants as well. I freed his button, and the zipper went down.

“Both of you take off your shirts,” I demanded as I curled my fingers inside the waistband of each of their pants and underwear. Well, Damien wasn’t wearing any underwear, but Julian was. I pulled their bottoms down as they got busy unbuttoning and removing their shirts until finally the three of us were completely naked with me kneeling between them in the center of the tent.

I looked around at everyone else watching us with hunger in their eyes. “The rest of you better take your clothes off as well. It seems only fair, and I don’t want to have to ask you again. I’m okay with begging sometimes, but I can promise you tonight will not be one of those times. If anyone is going to be begging tonight, it’s going to be the whole lot of you.”

I meant every single word. Maybe they believed me because they instantly started shedding their clothes.

Hell yes.

No one girl needed this much dick in one night, but I was going to try and play with each and every single one of them.