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THIRTY-ONE

LEVI

M y face remains hardened, my fist gripping the can of piss beer a little tighter at the suggestion of strip UNO.

The idea grates on me more than it should, but I keep my mouth shut. My gaze keeps drifting to Sable, who’s nestled comfortably between Dayton and Kai. Her closeness to them has me on edge, a slow burn in my chest that I try to smother.

She’s so fucking oblivious to the effect she has on me—or maybe she’s not. The thought that she might be playing us, all four of us, with those innocent eyes and teasing smiles. They’ve all had her—Dayton, Kai, Silas—but me? I’m still on the outside, still craving what they’ve already tasted.

I want her.

Dayton finishes shuffling and starts dealing the cards, his grin widening as he lays out the rules. “Alright, here’s how it works. Every time you draw a card that adds a penalty—like a Draw Two, Reverse, or Skip—you take off a piece of clothing. And if you can’t make a move, you lose another piece. Simple enough?”

Simple, my ass. I know this game is about to get messy. But we all nod.

The first few rounds are pretty basic; some shoes and socks come off, but nothing major. Then, Silas’ eyes gleam as he slaps down a Draw Two card. “Take it off, Levi,” he smirks, leaning back with that arrogant tilt of his head.

I peel off my shirt without a word, tossing it aside while I lock eyes with him. I sense Sable’s gaze on me, lingering for a beat before she shifts her attention back to her cards. Her lip catches between her teeth, and I swallow hard, my cock stiffening. What does she want from me? From us?

We all take our rounds until Kai pulls a draw-two card and places it down. “Your turn,” he directs at Sable.

She pulls it off in one swift motion, revealing... absolutely nothing underneath.

My heart fucking stops.

She’s bare—no bra, no tank top, nothing but smooth skin and curves that make my cock twitch instantly. Her nipples are hard, standing out like a fucking invitation, the cool air of the room playing with her skin.

I can’t tear my eyes away. Why isn’t she wearing a bra? Does she even own one? Because I swear to God, I’ve never seen her in one.

Dayton’s eyes widen slightly, clearly caught off guard as well, but he covers it up with a smirk, biting his lip as his gaze lingers on her chest. “Damn, babygirl,” he says, his voice dropping an octave. “Not leaving much to the imagination, are you?”

“Fuck, mahal.”

“Did I do something wrong?” she says with a knowing grin.

The game continues, each round escalating. More clothing hits the floor. Kai is just down to his boxers, and me and Silas in just our pants.

Silas plays a Skip card, his gaze locking onto Dayton with a sly grin. “Looks like you’re up next, Day. Take it off.”

Dayton shrugs, clearly unfazed. He pulls his shirt over his head, revealing a set of well-sculpted abs, each line carved from years of dedication to lacrosse. His body is impressive, and I don’t miss the way Sable’s gaze lingers on him, tracing the definition of his muscles like she’s memorizing every inch. Jealousy flares hot in my chest, a possessive fire that’s hard to swallow.

Why the fuck am I still waiting?

Dayton plays his next card—a Draw Two aimed straight at Sable. “Uh oh,” he purrs, the heat in his voice unmistakable. “Babygirl.”

Sable’s hand hovers over the waistband of her leggings. She hesitates for just a second, her eyes flicking to each of us. Then, with a teasing smile, she stands and slowly slides the fabric down her hips. The leggings glide off her smooth skin, revealing toned legs and a pair of tiny lace panties.

My eyes track her every move. I want to tear those panties off, claim her right there. Her confidence only makes her more fucking irresistible, and she knows exactly what she’s doing to us. “Come on, like you guys have never seen me naked before.”

I haven’t. Does she forget that?

Before anyone can make another move, Dayton tosses his cards onto the table, the restraint breaking in him like a dam. “Fuck this, this game’s over.”

His hands glide across Sable’s wrists until he wraps his fingers around it and pulls her against him in a possessive grip. There’s no gentleness in his touch—just raw hunger. Sable shivers as he pulls her into him, her breath hitching in her throat. Her eyes dart to me, searching for something.

This is my own twisted form of punishment. They’ve all had her—claimed her in ways I haven’t, and it drives me fucking insane. I force myself to stay put, watching with laser focus as Dayton pulls her back against him, stripping her bare and exposing her to their greedy eyes.

Her body is a fucking masterpiece. Every curve, every line—it’s like she was sculpted to drive me insane. From the swell of her breasts, full and perfectly shaped, to the dip of her waist that leads to the wide flare of her hips, she’s everything I’ve ever craved, everything I’ve ever wanted to touch but denied myself for so long. Her skin looks soft and smooth, the kind that begs to be marked, to be claimed, and it glows under the dim light of the room. The way her nipples stand taut against the cool air makes my cock twitch, and I imagine what it would feel like to run my tongue over them, tasting her, hearing her moan my name.

But it’s her thighs that undo me. Thick, powerful, perfect for gripping—designed for a man to hold on to while sinking deep inside her. I imagine my hands gripping her soft skin, spreading her legs wider, feeling the heat between her thighs as I bury myself where I belong.

This is torture. But it’s the kind of torture I’d endure again and again because, holy fuck, every part of her was built to drive me wild.

He turns her around to sit perfectly in his fucking lap, putting her on display for the rest of us. His hands slide down to cup her breasts, squeezing just hard enough to make her gasp, her legs spreading. “You think you can tease us, get us all riled up, and then just sit there looking all innocent? Not tonight, babygirl.”

I want to be the one making her beg, forcing her to admit how much she wants me. But instead, I watch as Kai grips her jaw, making her look up at him with those wide, needy eyes that should only be for me.

When he kisses her, I have to grit my teeth so hard I think they might crack. “We don’t need to fight over you. There’s more than enough of you for all of us to have a piece.”

I stay rooted in place, forcing myself to watch as Kai leans in, his lips brushing against hers in a kiss that’s anything but gentle as he wrenches open her legs for all of us to see. Her pussy is swollen pink, already with a glistening sheen that makes me hungry for a taste.

For a moment, she hesitates, her gaze flicking to me again. But before she can answer, Silas moves in, his hand gripping her hair, pulling her head back so she’s looking up at him.

“Little devil,” Silas growls. “You’ve got us all wound up, and now you’re going to take what you’ve been begging for. You’re going to take every inch, and you’re going to fucking love it.”

Sable’s eyes widen, and she nods, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. “I want it,” she whispers, her voice trembling but steady. “I want all of you.”

Dayton chuckles darkly, his hands sliding down to her waist, pulling her back against him. “Fucking hell, babygirl. We will take care of you. Don’t worry.”

Kai wastes no time, always direct and unapologetic, his hands sliding up her thighs with a reverence that feels intimate. “You’re beautiful like this,” he breathes, fingers tracing up her skin before he spreads her folds with a deliberate slowness. He dips his head, his lips pressing a soft kiss before he trails his tongue up her slick warmth, savoring her taste with a possessive hum. “But you look even better when you’re desperate,” he says softly, his voice filled with a mix of adoration and control. “On your knees, mahal.” There’s an edge to his command, but the way he looks at her is softer, like she’s precious, even when he’s in control.

“You think you’re calling the shots here, Kai?” Silas interrupts, voice hardening, his smirk full of challenge as he steps in closer. “Think again.” He moves in to face her, his hands sliding around her hips, pulling her close as he tilts her chin up, eyes locked on hers with a ruthless intensity. “We’re going to fuck you until you’re begging, until you can’t even think. And only then—if you earn it—we might let you come.” His gaze is dark and demanding, an unyielding promise that she’s all theirs, that they won’t hold back.

“Please.”

Silas’ hand tightens on her hip, pulling her close, his smirk deepening. “Please, what?” he taunts, the challenge clear in his tone. “You want us to ruin you, is that it? You want to be our filthy little girl, to let go completely?”

“Yes,” she breathes, her voice trembling, “I want it. I want all of you.”

Kai’s hand glides down her back, fingers pressing into her skin with a need that borders on possessive. “Good girl,” he murmurs, the warmth in his voice contrasting with the sharp, hungry grip he has on her. His gaze darkens as he pulls her closer. “Now, open that pretty mouth and show us just how much you’ve been wanting this.”

Kai’s cock is already out, thick and hard, and Sable doesn’t hesitate to take him into her mouth. But before she can even start, Dayton’s hands are on her again, rough and demanding as he positions himself underneath her. “You’re going to take both of us, baby,” he growls, his hands sliding down to her ass as he lines up his cock at her entrance. “You’re going to take us both at the same time, and you’re going to fucking love it.”

Dayton doesn’t waste any time, driving into her wet heat with one hard thrust that makes her cry out around Kai’s cock.

“That’s it, baby.” Kai’s grip tightens in her hair. “Take it all. Gag on it. Show us how much you fucking love being ours.”

“Fuck, you’re tight,” my brother groans.

Silas watches them for a moment, his dark eyes glinting with a raw hunger that he can barely hold back. His hand moves to unzip his pants, and he pulls out his cock, already hard and throbbing, stroking himself slowly as he watches. He lets out a low growl, eyes fixed on Sable.

“You’ve got both of them filling you up,” he murmurs, his voice filled with dark promise, “but don’t think I’m letting you off that easy, little devil. You’re going to take care of me, too.”

Sable’s eyes widen, a mix of excitement and nerves flickering in her gaze as she reaches out, wrapping her hand around his length. Her grip is tentative at first, but as he guides her hand, she finds a rhythm, stroking him with more confidence. Silas’ jaw tightens, his hand covering hers to show her the pace he likes.

“Just like that,” he murmurs, his voice deceptively calm but threaded with urgency. “Tighter, Sable. Don’t hold back. I want to feel every bit of that sweet little touch.”

Kai’s hand slides to her chin, tilting her head back toward him. “Don’t forget about us, mahal,” he murmurs, slipping his cock back into her mouth. He holds her firmly, his thrusts slow but intense, savoring every reaction.

Sable’s whimpers are muffled as she continues stroking Silas, her hand working up and down his length, her fingers tightening around him, making him hiss with pleasure. “That’s it, little devil,” Silas growls, his hand threading through her hair, guiding her movements.

Dayton’s grip on her hips tightens as he drives deeper, his voice hoarse as he growls out, “You’re taking us so well, Sable. You like being ours, don’t you?”

Her muffled moans of affirmation are all they need, and Silas’ hand flexes, his control slipping as he gets lost in her touch. “You’re perfect, Sable,” he grits out, his breathing ragged. “You know exactly what we want, and you give it to us.”

Sable’s strokes quicken, and Silas’ head tilts back, his breath coming in harsh gasps. “Keep going,” he rasps, his voice barely above a whisper, “I’m so close. Show me just how bad you want to please us.”

Dayton’s hands dig into her hips, his thrusts becoming more forceful as he chases his own pleasure. “Fuck, Sable. You’re so fucking tight, squeezing me so hard. I can feel how close you are. You want to come, don’t you?”

“You’re going to come for us, little devil. Come on his cock,” Silas growls.

“What about you, Levi?” Dayton taunts. “You just gonna stand there, or are you gonna come take what you want?”

The offer hangs in the air, and I feel every eye in the room on me. My chest tightens, my pulse racing as I consider it. I could have her right now. I could join them, feel her warmth, her tightness, just like they do. It would be so easy to give in.

I want to tear him away from her, throw him across the room, and show her I’m the only one she should be begging for.

But I don’t. I shake my head, my voice coming out rough, strained. “Not tonight,” I manage, my hand already moving to the waistband of my pants, needing some kind of release, even if it’s not the one I want. “I’ll watch.”

Silas grins, a knowing smirk as he turns his attention back to Sable. “Suit yourself,” he mutters before his focus shifts entirely back to the woman trapped between them.

I watch, unable to tear my eyes away, as they take her, use her, make her theirs in every possible way. My hand slips inside my pants, gripping my aching cock as I watch her body move, hear her moans, see the way the three of them push her. I start stroking myself, my breath coming in heavy pants as I try to hold on to some semblance of control, even as it feels like I’m losing my mind.

Dayton’s thrusts grow erratic, his breath coming in harsh gasps as he loses himself in the tight heat of her body. “Fuck, I’m close,” he groans, his voice a low rumble. “Come for us, babygirl.”

Sable’s body tenses, her breath catching as she’s finally pushed over the edge, her orgasm crashing over her with a force that leaves her trembling. Kai’s cock slides out of her mouth, and she screams, her voice echoing through the room as she comes, her body shaking with the intensity of it.

My hand moves faster, matching the rhythm of their thrusts as they push her to her limits.

“You love this, don’t you, little devil? Taking all of us at once.”

“Fuck, babygirl. You’re squeezing me so hard. I can feel how close you are. You’re going to come again, aren’t you?”

Kai’s grip on her hair tightens, his cock thrusting deep into her mouth as he groans with pleasure. “That’s it, mahal. Take it all. I want you bursting with our cum.”

I can feel my own climax building, the pressure in my lower abdomen becoming almost unbearable as I watch her body quake with another orgasm. She screams around Kai’s cock, the sound muffled but still loud enough to send me almost over the edge. My hand moves faster, squeezing tighter as I get closer.

Kai is the first to come, his cock throbbing in her mouth as he spills down her throat. “Swallow it all, baby, don’t waste a drop.”

“Fuck,” Dayton grunts as he fills her. “So fucking good.”

Silas is the last, his thrusts slowing as he rides out his own release, his cum coming out in hot spurts across her chest as she pumps him.

As Sable comes down, her breaths shaky, Kai is already there, his touch soft and grounding as he gently brushes the hair back from her face, wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead. His eyes are softer now, warm as he looks at her, and he murmurs, “You did good, baby. So fucking good. Are you okay?” His thumb strokes gently across her cheek, grounding her.

Dayton pulls her close, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, and presses a lingering kiss to her temple, letting his lips linger as if to reassure her. “Perfect, Sable. You were perfect,” he whispers, his voice almost reverent. He shifts to drape a warm, soft blanket over her shoulders, cocooning her in its warmth as he rubs small, soothing circles into her back. “Do you need anything, sweetheart? Water, maybe? Or just to rest?”

Silas gathers her into his lap, holding her against him with an uncharacteristic gentleness as he presses a soft kiss to her forehead, his rough edges softened just for her. He leans in close, his voice low, murmuring into her ear, “You’re ours now, little devil. Safe with us. Don’t forget that.”

They take turns tending to her, Dayton bringing over a glass of water, guiding it to her lips as she sips gratefully. Kai has a damp cloth in hand, carefully wiping her skin clean, his touch so tender it almost makes my heart ache.

Why can’t I allow myself to have this?