Page 38 of Sinners’ Appetite

“I mean, it’s a little fitting, wouldn’t you say?” Malachi grins, reaching for the throw blanket on the back of the couch.

I flip through the DVDs and decide to close my eyes, going with whatever one I point to when I open them.

As luck would have it, I end up pointing to “The Girl Next Door”.

I let out a half-laugh. “Of course…”

“That’s a cult classic,” Malachi says as I hand the DVD to Dean and he gets up to put it in the machine.

When he sits back down beside me, Malachi drapes the throw blanket over all three of us and my heart starts to race through my chest.

I can feel my body heat rising, and my heavy breathing catches Malachi’s attention almost right away.

“Breathe, baby girl,” he whispers, leaning in close to my ear.

I turn and flash him a smile.

Even when the movie starts to play on the TV, I can’t process anything that’s happening. I almost feel like I’ve been drugged or something, the way my body is reacting to being close to them both.

I lean over and place my head on Malachi’s shoulder, making an attempt to divert my attention to the movie, but all I can think about is their hands all over me, their tongues exploring my most sensitive areas.

Malachi reaches under the blanket and places his hand on my thigh, slowly tracing his fingers up and under my skirt, stopping when he reaches my bare pussy.

He’s wasting no time to get started.

I let out a heavy breath as he just barely starts to rub his finger against my clit. When I look over at Dean, his eyes are fixed on the TV.

That is until Malachi starts to push two fingers inside me, teasing me by slowly massaging my g-spot.

“Hey, Dean. Feel how fucking wet she is already…” Malachi groans, pulling his fingers out and reaching up to grab Dean’s hand, guiding it under the blanket.

Dean leans his body toward me as his hand is pushed against my pussy. “She’s fucking soaked,” he groans, leaning so close to me that I can feel his hot breath on my neck.

“I think you should get on your knees and taste her…”

Without saying a word, Dean pulls the blanket back and slides off the couch, his hands finding each of my thighs, separating my legs as he slowly kneels in front of me on the floor.

Malachi lifts my skirt and holds it there, putting pressure on my abdomen as Dean trails light kisses up my inner thighs.

Next thing I know, Dean’s hands are gripping my ass and I’m being pulled to the edge of the couch.

I watch as Dean lowers his mouth onto my pussy, moaning as he slowly swipes his tongue through my wetness.

“Tell him how that feels, baby girl,” Malachi groans, reaching down to slide his shorts off.

I shyly smile when Dean looks up at me, his face glistening in my come.

“So…fucking…good…” I lightly moan.

Dean pushes two fingers inside me, curling them upward as he starts to flick his tongue over my clit. Malachi reaches his hand down and places it at the back of Dean’s head, holding him against me with force.

When he finally pulls him back, he leans down, capturing Dean’s bottom lip between his teeth. “She tastes so fucking good on your lips,” he hisses.

Holy shit.

Malachi stands and walks behind Dean and slides his pants down before spitting down on two fingers, kneeling down and pushing them between his ass-cheeks.

“Stay just like that,” Malachi moans, reaching into his front pocket to grab a small bottle of lube he must have tucked in there before we left.

I watch him let a few drops drip down onto Dean’s ass and onto his fingers, pushing them inside him until Dean lets out a moan against my clit.

Malachi’s eyes lock with mine as he thrusts his fingers in and out of Dean. I look over his shoulder and see Sammi already bent over the side of the couch with Jeremy behind her, lapping at her pussy with his hands spreading her ass-cheeks open.

When Malachi stands back up, Dean lifts his head, pulls his fingers from inside me and sucks them clean.

“Fuck her,” Malachi demands, jerking his cock while Dean stands up in front of me, reaching for my legs to bend them to my chest.

He spits down onto my pussy and starts to tease my clit with the tip of his cock. Malachi was right, Dean’s cock is just as big as his.

Finally, he slips inside me, tossing his head back as he pushes in deeper. “God-damn that’s so fucking tight…”

“Fuck her harder,” Malachi growls, taking a seat beside me and reaching down between my legs to tap his fingers against my clit.

Dean pushes further inside me, his body flinching when the tip of his cock hits my cervix. His hands push against my legs as he places one foot up on the edge of the couch and starts to fuck me harder, allowing small squeals to escape my mouth.

“Don’t let her come,” Malachi demands, slapping my clit hard before gathering my arousal on two fingers, bringing them to my mouth and slipping them into my already open mouth. “She doesn’t get to come unless she fucking begs for it…”

Dean keeps a steady pace, his eyes held on where his cock is thrusting into me over and over. “Are you gonna beg me to come, princess?”

“Please—let me fucking come!” I whimper as Malachi circles my clit faster and faster, bringing me dangerously close to release.

“Oh, baby girl, you can beg prettier than that…” Malachi growls, slapping his fingers onto my clit so hard that I let out a scream.

“Make me fucking cum! Please… fuuuckkkk!”

“That’s better…”

Dean pulls out and reaches beside him for the bottle of lube on the floor, dripping several drops down onto his cock and then my ass. “Does our pretty little fuck-toy want a cock buried deep in her asshole?”

“Fuck yes, she does…” Malachi applies pressure to my clit while Dean runs the tip of his cock from my pussy to my ass, groaning as he gently pushes past my tight entrance.

Just then, Malachi slips three fingers inside me, right up to his knuckles, filling me like I’ve never been filled before.

I open my mouth to let out a desperate moan, but I’m unable to make a single sound.

“I fucking love it when you’re fucked speechless, baby girl.”

Dean lets go of my legs and I wrap them around him, lifting my hips as he sinks his cock into me.

I can’t believe this is really happening. A week ago, I was very much single, serving drinks while dodging men asking me for my number, and here I am—getting completely dominated by two insanely gorgeous men.

What more could a girl ask for?