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I shivered again and finally made my body work.

Kissing him back had happened on autopilot, but now I could finally get my arms around him too.

Our tongues met unhurriedly, and we tilted our heads at the same time for better access.

The kiss deepened, and I cupped his face in my hands and felt the stubble across his jaw. Sweet Jesus, he was good.

He was right. I was so over the chitchat.

He took the first step in undoing my jeans, and it kick-started my sense of urgency. I wanted more. I wanted his cock in my mouth as soon as possible.

I dropped my hands and tugged off his T-shirt first, and the next kiss was hungrier from the instant our lips touched. He kissed me forcefully, deeply, and unbuttoned my shirt.

I yanked at his belt and tossed it on the floor before I unzipped his jeans.

I sucked in a breath when I felt Reese behind me, and he made sure I lost the last of my clothes, all while he kissed my neck. Personally, I didn’t have the patience. Once River’s jeans and boxer briefs were past his hips, I dropped to my knees and immediately sucked him into my mouth.

He drew in a breath and pushed his fingers into my hair.

I peered up at him, and the sight was something else. His incredible body—he had a pronounced V and visible abs, sexy ink, and exuded strength, yet not in a loud way. He wasn’t some beefcake from the gym. He was a swimmer or a runner or… He liked martial arts, right?

The way he closed his eyes and tipped his head back as he let the pleasure wash over him was my all-time favorite in any man. I fucking loved to suck cock. I loved to see what it did to my partner, I loved the taste, I loved the tension, and I craved the reward of a job well done.

He was thick and rock hard, and I sucked him for all I was worth.

Every spurt of pre-come made my mouth water for more.

For as talkative as Reese had been so far this evening, he didn’t say much anymore. Or anything at all—and both twins struck me as sensualists all of a sudden. They just wanted to be in the moment and feel everything.

Reese kneeled behind me, and I felt his lips between my shoulder blades. Then his hands slipped around me—wait, just one of them. The other slid down to my ass instead, and I let out a loud moan around River’s cock as I felt Reese’s fingers brush over my opening.

He was the strike of lightning. He slicked up two fingers, then pushed them inside me in one firm motion, and I clenched around him. At the same time, he gripped my cock and stroked me slowly.

I was trapped between them, and it felt fantastically filthy.

I couldn’t help it, but the thought of being taken roughly by these twin brothers was going to make my showers more interesting in the near future.

More than that, the memory of them taking me, because it had to fucking happen. I wanted both of them.

River gripped my hair tighter and slid his cock deeper, until he pushed at my throat. “That’s it,” he exhaled. “He’s a real cocksucker, brother. You love this, don’t you?”

I hummed around him and sucked at the tip, then took him all the way in again and swallowed around the head.

He clenched his jaw and groaned under his breath.

“He’s got an ass made for fuckin’ too,” Reese murmured.

He added a third finger, and it was enough to steal the last of my composure. It was their damn fault. I was gonna turn into a greedy cock slut.

I pushed back against Reese’s fingers, reveling in the burn.

The pleasure heated me up too fast, and I got desperate. River wasn’t fucking my mouth, and that bothered me. I tried to move faster, but?—

“And that’s enough,” he grunted, pulling away from me. “Jesus. Where’s your bed?”

Oh, fucking finally.

I stood up and wiped my mouth. “Follow me.” Heart thundering, skin flushed, and ass ready to be filled, I turned toward my bedroom and managed two steps before Reese was there to pull me back against his body.

Holy fuck.

“Not so fast. I wanna enjoy the journey.” With that said, he spun me around and kissed me hard, and his hands went to my ass.

Desire shot through me, and I locked my arms around his neck and poured myself into the kiss. I felt him hard against me, and he pulled us flush against each other.

I registered that I was taking steps backward, toward my bedroom, but I was in no way leading them anywhere.

They were the ones taking me, and for once, I was happy to follow.

For a moment, I was completely surrounded by them.

I felt their hands and mouths everywhere, and I moaned as I slowly but surely lost my breath.

River hauled me backward and kissed my neck, with his cock pressing between my ass cheeks, and Reese kissed his way down my throat…

before we sort of met in a messy kiss over my shoulder.

Wait, I was kissing… Fuck. One of them. Both of them. First one, then the other.

It got darker—the only indication that we’d entered my bedroom—and then we were tumbling down onto my bed.

River and Reese worked like a well-oiled machine and didn’t exchange any words as they had their way with me.

I ended up on all fours at the center of the mattress, condom wrappers were being torn open—or one of them, at least—and River kneeled behind me while Reese appeared in front of me.

He had a hard cock waiting for me, and he eased a single finger under my chin.

I looked up at him.

The smirk on his face screamed of trouble. “No means more. No means harder. You wanna stop? Pinch my thigh. Okay? The color system works too.”

I nodded jerkily, so fucking turned on that I didn’t know what to do with myself.

“I want you to look at me now,” he murmured. “I wanna see every second of this.”

Every second of what? Oh my God, never mind. River pressed the head of his cock against my ass and started pushing in, and I wanted to screw my eyes shut. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.

“There we go. Take all of him,” Reese whispered. He stroked his cock unhurriedly, right in front of my face. “We’re gonna make you hurt in the best goddamn way possible.”

“ Hnngh .” I swallowed dryly and planted my forehead against Reese’s upper thigh.

River went all in, literally, and the fire spread rapidly.

Reese combed his fingers through my hair in a weirdly intimate gesture, but I caught on quick.

He got off on contrasts, white against black, rough with gentle…

Right after, he gripped my hair tightly and pulled me to his cock, forcing it down my throat, and it was on from there.

I was in fucking heaven.

River was done with the low thunder, and he came at me much like his brother did. They fucked me mercilessly in punishing thrusts, both pushing in at the same time from different ends, causing burning pain to shoot through me.

It was the absolute worst timing for intrusive thoughts. Although, they were called intrusive for a reason.

What kind of Little could give me this in the future? Even though I didn’t bottom often, when I did, this was exactly how I craved it. Savage, painful, and overwhelming. Yet, my type was anything but savage. I was drawn to playful sweethearts.

Reese saved me from my thoughts by burying his cock deeper down my throat, and I choked on him.

He groaned.

River’s breathing picked up, as did his thrusts.

I swam in panic-tinted lust—until I came up for air. I panted breathlessly but dove for Reese’s cock once more, and I could only hope we’d be at it all night. At least a second round later on. I needed it.

When River wrapped his skilled fingers around my cock and picked up the pace further, I lost my grasp on time and what was real. I rolled around in the filth and got off on how roughly they chased their orgasms.

My lungs burned. Black spots filled my vision.

It wasn’t long before I was losing my battle. The sensations rushing through me stole the last air out of my lungs and catapulted me into the abyss. Or maybe it was River who pushed me off the cliff. Either way, I was fucking soaring and coming harder than I had in a long time.

Reese let me come up for air just until he deemed I’d ridden the last wave of my orgasm, and then he was coming down my throat.

I swallowed and gagged, swallowed and choked. Fucking hell, I needed to breathe .

Had River even gotten off? He was slowing down, so I hoped he had.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Reese panted.

He pulled out from my mouth and fell back against the headboard, breathing almost as heavily as I was.

“I need a water break,” River said hoarsely.

Reese blew out a breath. “Pizza. I need pizza. Then we’re switchin’ places.”

Lord, don’t have mercy on me, thank you. We were going again. After pizza.

* * *

I woke up the next morning, sore as fucking hell, with the sunshine pouring into my bedroom.

Make it stop.

I squinted and rolled over, for some reason immediately aware of my two guests being gone. Probably because it’d been a tight fit with three grown men in a queen bed.

What was—oh. True to his word, Reese had left a note. It was attached to my alarm clock.

Let’s meet up again, West.

You’ll hear from us when we’re back in town.

I mustered a drowsy smile before I rolled out of bed to close the blinds.

I was not done sleeping.