Page 58 of Deceptive Games

“Can Caden stay?” I asked, making him pause.

“You want him to?” When I didn’t answer, a low laugh left him. “Did you two spend the night making up? Did he apologize with his cock?”

“None of your business,” Caden grumbled, but he was already kicking his boxers off. “Keep your nuts to yourself.”

“Or you could choke on them,” Skeeter replied with amusement, a whimper leaving me as he bit down on my shoulder. “C’mon, baby. Get naked for us. Nothing says you forgive Holloway like letting him in your ass.”

“I didn’t say I forgave him,” I huffed as I slipped my panties down my legs.

“Then hurry up and let him grovel some more,” he muttered, grabbing my shirt and yanking it over my head. I winced as his fingers wove through my hair and pulled me back against him. “Let’s see how long Holloway lasts before freaking out and leaving, hmm?”

“None of that knife shit,” Caden warned, his eyes dropping to my chest as I squirmed against Skeeter’s grip. “And thank you for piercing her tits. I like it.”

“So glad you approve. I was struggling to sleep at night not knowing your opinion,” Skeeter scoffed, turning me around to face him and slamming his lips against mine.

It was rough, possessive, and everything I’d been craving.

The mattress moved behind me and I heard the bedside drawer slide open as Caden rummaged in it. I went to look over my shoulder, but Skeeter’s fingers slid up my throat to keep me in place, his dick pressing against my core and making me groan.

“Skeet, please?—”

“I love it when you beg,” he growled, pulling away. “Get on your knees for me.”

I scrambled to do as I was told, wincing a little as he shoved my face down into the pillow and grabbed my arms to hold behind my back. Caden was watching us with a mix of curiosity and worry on his face, especially when Skeeter put my wrists in one hand and lined himself up with my pussy before pushing inside without much warning.

“You’re going to hurt her,” Caden stated when I squeezed my eyes shut from the sudden intrusion. It wasn’t too painful, my body was definitely ready for it, but I was a little tender from Caden.

“Our girl’s an absolute slut for some pain in the bedroom,” Skeeter chuckled darkly, his palm cracking across my ass and making me cry out. “I’ll put her back together if I break her.”

My shoulders burned as he used his grip on my wrists to pull me back into his thrusts, my curses and moans muffled by the pillow. He went harder and faster until I was screaming out my release, my body melting into the bed as he finally released my arms.

“C’mon, you’re not done yet. Ride me so Holloway can get in your ass,” he encouraged as he dropped onto his back, and I let out a breathless laugh.

“I need a minute.”

“You don’t have one,” he answered, grabbing my arm and tugging me closer.

I straddled him and glanced at Caden, my voice quiet. “Slow? I don’t?—”

“Trust me?” he asked, and I found myself nodding. There was a bottle of lube in his hand, so I relaxed a little, lying over Skeeter’s chest to give Caden better access.

“You haven’t done this before, right?” Skeeter asked in a surprisingly gentle tone.

“No. Can you take it slow this one time?” I asked, waiting for him to scoff, but he didn’t.

“Yeah, baby girl. We’ll take it slow.” His hands moved to my waist and his thumbs stroked my skin affectionately as I flinched from the cold lube that Caden drizzled on my ass. “You don’t have to do anything. Lie there and relax. I won’t move until Holloway’s in, okay?”

“Promise?” I hated to sound so vulnerable, but he didn’t seem bothered as he reached a hand up to tuck my hair behind my ear.

“I promise. Don’t tell anyone though or I’ll deny it.”

“You ready, baby?” Caden asked, waiting for me to confirm before he started stretching me with his slick fingers. My breath hitched at the feeling and I ground down on Skeeter, needing more.

“You can come in a minute,” Skeeter chuckled, holding me still. “Kiss me so I can take your mind off Holloway for a second. It will be a little uncomfortable at first.”

Caden’s hand was gentle as he stroked my lower back for comfort, and he didn’t go further until I started kissing Skeeter.He withdrew his fingers and pressed the head of his dick against my ass, taking his time to push inside, and he paused without hesitation when I tensed.

“It’s too much,” I choked out, trying to lean forward to pull away, but Skeeter’s hands tightened on my waist to stop me from escaping.