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Julian pushed his knees up between my legs, and my thighs fell to either side of his. He spread his legs wide and took mine with him, opening me up to the view of the men standing before us and opening me up to his gently probing fingers. He circled my clit with his thumb as he pushed two fingers inside me. My pussy immediately clenched around his fingers and my arms went up, my hands went behind us both and I gripped the back of his head and his hair in my clinging fingers.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from his fingers as he very slowly thrust them in and out of me. My shoulders rested on his chest with my head on his shoulder, but my back was arched into a curve and my breasts were thrust up and out, seeking more of his touch as he played with my nipple.

Little noises began to slip past my lips as my hips gyrated with each glide in and out of his fingers, always chasing behind them and begging for them back. He never made me wait for it and always immediately thrust them back inside. His thumb picked up his pace, circling around my clit faster and faster, getting closer and closer to the little nub each time until he brushed all along it with each swipe around.

He kissed and sucked along my neck, and I tilted my head to the side to give him better access. It felt so damn good. Everything he was doing to me felt so damn good.

Someone made a rough noise and my head jerked up in surprise. I'd momentarily forgotten that there were other people in the room here with us. My half lowered eyes slowly rose to see both Quinton and Damien watching Julian's fingers with rapt attention. Damien fisted his cock and began pumping it up and down, matching Julian's rhythm beautifully. Quinton bit his bottom lip as he held the rest of his body so still he looked in danger of snapping. His tongue flicked out and he slowly licked across his bottom lip.

My fingers clenched in Julian's hair, and he made a small noise as if in pain. My pussy spasmed and clamped around his fingers as my hips jerked and my climax rode me hard. I cried out in a hoarse voice and my hips jerked once more before I collapsed into Julian. My body had a slight sheen of sweat to it as I lay against him completely limp.

I groaned and turned my head to the side and into his neck as he slowly slid his fingers out of me. His hand left my breast and slid up my neck. He cupped the back of my head gently and ran his fingers through my hair.

I let go of his hair and murmured quietly for only him to hear. "I'm so sorry if I pulled your hair too hard and hurt you." I kissed his neck sweetly in apology.

"You can pull my hair as hard as you want, I don't mind," he whispered. Using his hold on the back of my head, he tilted my head back and up. His mouth came down on mine and he kissed me hungrily.

"Fuck it," Damien muttered outrageously, sounding peeved. "I can't handle watching anymore."

I felt the air shift in front of me right before a hand came to my face and I was pulled roughly away from Julian's mouth.

Damien was on his knees between our spread legs. He shoved Julian's hold off of me and he fisted his hand in the back of my hair. Using his hold on my hair, he jerked my head up to his and his mouth slammed down on mine. He moved my head for a better angle and kissed me like he wanted to crawl inside my mouth and live there for all time. I whimpered into his mouth and kissed him back with as much passion and possession as he was showing me.

He let go of my hair and his hands gently ran down my body and over my ribs, slightly brushing the sides of my breasts on their journey down. He stopped at my hips and his hands ran around my thighs and down, not stopping until they reached my core. He slid the tip of his finger through my cum and our kiss broke. His head jerked to the side and he sucked in a harsh breath.

"Jesus Christ," he swore harshly under his breath. "You're ready, thank fuck."

Damien slipped his hand between Julian's body and my body. I felt both Julian and his cock jerk when Damien grabbed hold of it and positioned it between my legs at my entrance. I gasped in surprise and shock as I felt the tip of Julian's cockrightthere.

"Damien," I choked out his name in a strained voice. "What are you doing?"

From the way his hand was wrapped around Julian's cock, it was obvious he was very familiar with it and comfortable handling the thing.

"Dame," Julian said in a strangled voice. "We can't just—"

Damien's free hand slid around to my ass, his fingers trailing down my crease, and he lifted me slightly up off Julian's lap. With his other hand, he lined up Julian's cock and he dropped me down on to it.

Julian's cock slid inside, filling me completely, and I let out a startled, strangled cry. My hands shot out in front of me and I gripped Damien's shoulders, my fingernails slightly digging into to his flesh, but not breaking skin.

"Yes," Damien said smugly, "we can."

His finger flicked against my sensitive clit and my pussy spasmed around Julian's cock. Julian whimpered and his hands went to my hips. He gripped me tightly, almost bruisingly so, jerked my hips up and slid out until just the fat mushroom tip remained inside. He slammed my hips down onto him as he jerked his own up at the same time. Our bodies rocked together in an almost brutal, animalistic pace that he set. Julian was in control here, and I was just along to take him for a ride.

"Yeah, that's what I want to see," Damien murmured reverently as he tugged my hands and plucked them off of his shoulders. "I don't want your hands on my shoulders, baby doll. I want them in my hair. I want them twisting and pulling and clutching me as I bury my face in your sweet pussy and eat you while Jules drives his cock up in there where we all want to be. After you come on my face, I'm going to fuck you and you're going to love every second of it." Damien peered at Julian over my shoulder, and informed him haughtily, "Do you hear me, Jules? You better come when she does, because I'm taking over then." His head tipped to the side and the smile that crossed his face was beautiful but evil at the same time. Somehow, it suited him perfectly. "And Quinton can sit the fuck down and watch."

Oh my.

I wanted that. All of it. And I wanted it right now.

I nodded my head jerkily as Julian continued to thrust up into me over and over again, while he controlled me moving up and dropping back down onto his dick. I made a rough, sensual noise every time he slammed me back down on his cock.

Damien dropped down to his stomach before me on the rug. He propped himself up on his elbows and his hands spanned my inner thighs, close to my pussy.

"Hmmm," he hummed appreciatively, and did exactly what he said he was going to do and buried his face in my "sweet" pussy.

Julian didn't stop his ministrations when Damien's chin brushed up against his cock before he thrust back up into me. Instead, it seemed to spur him on more, making his movements a little bit rougher, a little bit faster, and less like he was in complete control of everything.

Damien ran his tongue through my wet heat, starting where Julian's cock was submerged inside me and traveling up to my clit after flicking his tongue down to slide along the base of Julian's cock. Both men moaned blissfully, and I threw my head back with my hair flying out all around me.