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“I can think of a few other uses for her.” Dom’s hands creep under my dress again. “Give her to me when you’re done. I can fix selfish. I’m sure if we use our little nurse’s holes a few times without letting her come, she’ll start feeling real generous again.”

Ohhh . . . oh no.

“Oh, I don’t?—”

Dom’s callused hand finds the plug and rolls it hard. I yelp at the sudden stretch, then moan, but I’m so caught between him and Beau’s hand around my neck, I can’t even squirm.

Beau’s lids begin to dip heavily as he watches me whimper over his lips.

“Aw, now. It’s not your fault, is it, darlin’?

You’re just built to be fucked.” His mouth drifts hungrily over my cheek as he breathes, “You can’t even help yourself, can you?

You just can’t think until you’ve got a cock in you.

Women like you shouldn’t be nurses. You get too distracted as soon as your patient has a thick one for you. ”

“ Beau .”

He kisses my lips softly, as desperate, wet need slips through me.

I kiss him back clumsily, eagerly, but he teases my mouth.

And it’s not fair. Because as lusciously crude as he is, he’s also right . I can’t think, and I do need their cocks, and right now, I feel like I was built for fucking.

But I also want to take care of Dom, and to play Beau’s game, and the thought of leaving either of them unsatisfied—no matter how much I know they’ll enjoy fucking me, too—is one that sits unhappily.

So even while I shudder as Beau drags his mouth over my skin, I reach into Dom’s pants, tunneling under his briefs to grasp his scorching cock.

Dom’s breath hisses out as my hand closes around him.

“I’ll be a good nurse, Doctor Bennett. Teach me. Please, I’ll be good,” I beg him softly, and Beau pauses.

His grip loosens on my throat so he can watch me tug Dom’s cock free of his pants.

Dom groans as he’s released, and his grip on my ass tightens.

“Are you in pain, sir?” I whisper, and Dom looks at me from under heavy, heavy lids, with eyes like liquid gold.

“ Aching .”

He says it like a demand, like an accusation, like I am indeed not doing my job in caring for him. The vein along his cock throbs against my palm.

Beau releases my throat.

“You surprise me. Good for you, putting your patient’s needs first.” He strokes the backs of his fingers over the lingering throb with soft approval. He glances at Dom. “You sure you’re up for this? You’re feeling okay?”

Dom gives Beau a direct look, hearing the same worried undertone as me. “I’m good, Beau. You got me out. You patched me up. I can take it.”

The two of them look at each other, memories with feelings layered into them passing between them. Things I’m both a part of and not. Things I’m so glad they had one another to help them through those hard years.

Then Dom raises one dark brow. “You’re the doctor. How about you use that fancy degree of yours to figure out what will make me feel better?”

Beau’s lips curl up in a knowing, answering smile, and his voice turns clipped. “We need to relieve the swelling.”

Beau looks down at me, but despite his tone, his eyes invite me in on the fun.

And I’m just so glad they’re having fun.

That we all are.

I nod, breathless. “Is that okay? The medical board . . . ?”

“Are often afflicted with the same malady. Don’t make me drag them all in here,” Beau warns dryly, and his eyes dare me to push him. “You’ll have your hands full all day.”

Yes, please.

“Yes, doctor,” I say instead.

All of them at once seems too ambitious.

Or too much to hope for, anyway.

I look back down at Dom’s cock, dragging my hand up his length, and Dom shudders, his hips tilting up into my grip.

I bring my other hand to wrap around him, too.

“Doctor, could I have some lubrication? I think it might help me treat our soldier properly.” I rub my hands over Dom again, enjoying the unfettered access, drunk on his twitches and the flex of his jaw, and Beau’s approving gaze.

Suddenly, I’m dragged forward by his hands on my ass. I gasp, my hands flying up to brace on the headrest again as Dom grinds my hovering cunt down over his cock.

“Don’t bother, doc. I found some,” he grits out, and he yanks my lacy panties to one side.

His cock is hot and thick as it pushes between my folds, getting obscenely soaked by my swollen pussy. I moan, shuddering, trying not to collapse against his chest as the flared crown nudges my clit.

The plug in my hole shifts and clatters brutally as Dom’s fingers dig into my ass.

As he grinds my pussy over his dick.

“Doctor! Is this... okay? The patient is—” I’m cut off by a moan as the motion makes my clit rub wetly over his cock.

As my sir uses my body.

“Hurting,” Beau finishes for me, his voice soothing.

He swallows, and I hear the shake in his voice as he reaches under my outfit too. He tears my scarlet panties to shreds in two hard yanks.

My head tips back as Dom works my cunt over his cock, and Beau kisses the side of my face softly. “He’s hurting, and you’re doing a very good job at helping him, nurse. That little cunt is making him feel so good.”

My mind begins to fog. I can’t see it anymore, but under my dress, I can feel the messy wetness and his demanding cock and the rough hands that are reducing me to something hot for him to fuck against.

The slick sounds are filthy, carnal, and I begin to shake.

My breasts feel too trapped, my body too tight and sensitive, and I’m only wound tighter with every slick roll.

Beau snorts, watching me.

“Feeling generous?” he asks Dom dryly.

I try to squirm, but Dom keeps fucking against me, holding his rhythm as he slides a look at Beau. “Don’t you keeptelling me... to respect our healthcare professionals?”

Beau throws him an amused grin, but Dom’s cock is rubbing so perfectly along my cunt that we both shudder.

His stubbled jaw sets, and his eyes blaze as he looks down between our bodies.

Beau eyes him for a moment, then comes up beside the chair. He presses a button, and the chair reclines further, until I’m tilted over Dom.

The new angle has him holding my hips still above him, and he starts fucking up quickly, each thrust rubbing his cock against my clit.

“Sir, I...” I gasp as the pressure builds brutally, squirming, but his hand claps down hard on my ass in a sharp spank before he grips me tight.

“No. Stay still, little nurse,” he demands.

I cry out at the spank, as it shocks the plug in me and spreads heat over my skin. I’m soaking Dom’s cock as he thrusts against me. His heavy balls. My stockings and thighs—until I’m wet everywhere, and we’re both a slick mess.

Beau walks over, then kneels up onto the chair behind me. The weight sinks the padding near my knees, but I’m too lost, coiling too close to?—

Beau yanks my hips back, out of Dom’s grasp.

“Fuck! Beau!” Dom’s shout is like a gunshot, and I sob at the sharp, desperate loss.

Beau runs a soothing hand over my back. “You’ve seen what he needs now, little nurse. How about you climb on and ease him yourself before our stupid, overconfident patient tears his stitches open.”

“Then you can stitch me back up again!” Dom bites out through lost, ragged breaths, his powerful body shaking.

“Weren’t you just getting on me for wasting supplies?” Beau counters, and his hand dips under me to absently toy with my oversensitive clit.

I moan, bending into his touch.

Under me, Dom’s cock is heavy against his abs, glossy from my pussy, and flushed and aching with need.

My body squeezes uselessly in response, and Beau cups my pussy, using it to nudge me over his friend’s lap again.

“Fuck the supplies,” Dom mutters.

“Fuck the nurse,” Beau offers soothingly instead, releasing me with a final squeeze as I crawl back over Dom.

Dom grasps his cock at the root, holding it up for me to sink down on, but he looks at Beau as he says, “Fuck her with me.”

Oh, God. It’s happening.

Beau’s hand finds the plug in my ass, and he begins working it out of me in eviscerating, twisting little tugs. My mouth parts as it finally slips free, my body shaking, my ass clenching against the sudden loss.

The sudden, awful emptiness .

“Only if you promise not to hurt yourself, Dom. Let me and our nurse take care of you,” Beau orders him, and I feel a chilly trickle of lube against my sensitive hole.

Hot, golden eyes travel between us both before, finally, Dom nods.

He taps his swollen cock against my cunt in a silent, impatient demand for me to get moving, and I hurry to shift into place.

I need to be filled. I need someone to ache against.

The wide head of Dom’s cock slips in my mess briefly until I manage to press it against my entrance. My next shiver takes me from my scalp to my toes.

Dom’s eyes are on my cunt, his hand holding his cock steady, and I’m a panting, squirming mess as I begin to work my way down his thick length.

I bite down hard on my lower lip as my walls part around him, beginning to stretch as he spears me deeper and deeper, as I take him into me with slick, wriggling rocks.

Dom finally moves his hand from his cock to unclasp my bra, but every ounce of my attention is on the way his dick is spreading my cunt.

As Dom’s hand starts greedily massaging my breast, Beau groans behind me.

“Fuck, darlin’. That’s a sight. Look at that pretty pussy taking him like that.

.. Oh, that’s it. Look at that pretty stretch.

” Fingers start teasing at the lube around my ass, rubbing against the sensitive hole.

“We’re both going to stretch you out, little nurse.

You’re going to be so full. You’re going to make both of us feel so much better. ”

With a last hard roll of my hips, I bottom out on Dom’s cock, and I cry out.

With him at an angle like this, my clit rubs against the coarse hair at his base, and I grind myself over his cock, rubbing into it.

My pussy squeezes him hard, lost in the little shocks of pleasure and the fingers behind me that are teasing lube in and out of my ass.