He bites his lip and shoots Xander a look that I don’t understand, but whatever it is has Xander jumping from the bed and grabbing something from the pocket of his sweatpants. “Are you clean?” West asks.
I blink at him, but the pleasure coursing through my body makes it hard for me to focus on anything else. “Y-yeah, but I’m not concerned about me.”
“Fitch?” he says, and Xander passes him his phone. West holds it up to my face, his fingers pausing their relentless rhythm but remaining inside me. “You see that, Lily?”
I scan the email attachment on the screen. It shows that Xander has a clean bill of health and is dated last week. I nod, and West flicks to the next screen, which shows the same results, only with West’s name, then he shows me the same for Zeke. The reports look legit, and they’re from a private clinic that I know rich people use. I glance down at West’s thick cock again and shake with the desperate need to have it inside me.
“Can we trust you, Lily?” he asks, his voice deep and gravelly.
Holy fucknuggets. I need him now. “Yes, I swear I’m clean.”
A growl rumbles in his throat. “Good girl.”
Xander lies back down beside me and fists his shaft. “I need you too, shorty.”
West arches one eyebrow. “You gonna suck his cock while I fuck you?”
You bet your ass I am. I nod, unable to form words at the moment.
Xander hums, licking his lips. “You are a good fucking girl.”
West slips his fingers from my pussy and sucks them clean. The look on his face when he tastes my cum has me panting. I roll onto my front and wrap my hand around the base of Xander’s shaft. He threads his fingers through my hair, guiding my lips to where he wants them. My tongue darts out, sweeping over his crown and collecting the precum beading on the slit. He hisses out a breath, and his fingertips dig into my scalp. Swirling my tongue over the length of his shaft, I taunt him a little before taking him into my mouth.
Grunting, he tightens his grip. “Oh, a tease, huh?”
“Shall we tease her too, Fitch?” West chuckles as he moves to kneel behind me. His warm, wet tongue licks a path from my clit to my pussy entrance, and my mouth drops open on a cry, allowing Xander to push all the way inside until he hits the back of my throat.
My gag reflex kicks in, but I push past it, breathing through my nose the way I was taught a long time ago. “Oh, you’re good at that, shorty. Your mouth is as hot as I knew it would be.”
“You think it’s as hot as her pussy?” West asks, his words vibrating through my sensitive flesh and making me whimper.
“Only one way to find out,” Xander groans, rocking his hips and brushing my hair back from my face. He swipes away a tear that’s been squeezed from the corner of my eye, and the overwhelming sensation of being cared for warms me from the inside. Real tears prick at my eyes, and I sniff.
Xander frowns. “You okay?”
I murmur that I am and give a faint nod.
West grabs my hips, fingertips digging into my skin as he positions the tip of his cock at my dripping entrance. He inches inside, and my moan is muffled around Xander’s cock. He fills me, his girth stretching me and making my pussy burn. “Fuck, Lily, I’m barely inside you and my cock’s already ready to explode.”
West pushes deeper, and my mouth goes slack as I lose the ability to form a single rational thought.
“So fucking tight, princess.” Each word West speaks is punctuated with a grunt.
“You need a little help, shorty?” Xander asks.
I merely moan my agreement, and Xander grips the back of my head with both hands and rocks upward, fucking my throat while West sinks all the way inside me. His cock fills every inch of my pussy. He bottoms out, his hips slamming against my ass. Stars pepper my vision. My inner walls flutter and ripple around him and wetness drips down my thighs. With my heart racing, I hear nothing but the sound of my blood thundering in my ears. Thighs tingling and core clenching, I'm consumed by pleasure as they fuck my mouth and pussy to the same relentless pace. Time loses all meaning.
West rolls his hips, sweeping his engorged tip across my G-spot at the same time Xander sinks all the way into my throat. My climax rockets through me like a bullet train, rendering me incapable of holding myself up. But they do it for me as they fuck me through every single tremor. And I lose myself in the euphoria of giving them complete control. They dominate my body in a way I’ve never allowed anyone to do before, at least not willingly. Their groans and growls and whispered words of praise, telling me how beautiful I am and how well I take them both, take me to a level of euphoria I’ve never experienced before, and a sensation of freedom envelops me.
When my second orgasm hits, it’s nothing short of life altering. I will never be the same again.
Chapter
Sixteen
WEST
Zeke takes a seat in my office, his biceps straining at the fabric of his T-shirt and a thin film of sweat coating what little skin he has on display. I prefer him shirtless for his post-workout routine, when he comes into my office with his protein shake to talk through our plans for the day.
He chugs half his shake in one go before placing the cup on my desk. “So, how was last night?”
His question alone makes my cock twitch. “It was good. Better than good, actually. We fucked her bare.” His brow furrows in a scowl, making his deep brown eyes seem even darker. “She’s clean and she’s on birth control, so why the fuck would I bother with a condom? I couldn’t wait to feel her, Zeke. And fuck me.” I drag my bottom lip through my teeth because remembering her snug, wet cunt is making me hard.
“That was reckless, West. She could have been lying about her birth control.”
It was reckless, which is unlike me. But for some reason, Lily makes me want to take risks. “She had an implant in her arm. I felt it. I didn’t let my dick completely take over.”
His only response is a grunt. I look up at the ceiling and blow out a breath. The sooner he gets out of his head about the whole Lily situation, the better for all of us. “You should have joined us.”
He shakes his head. “Not yet.”
I narrow my eyes. “Why? I know you like her.”
He shifts in his seat and picks an invisible piece of lint from his sweatpants. “I do, huh?”
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but wasn’t it you who invited her to our booth the other night?”
He grunts, refusing to make eye contact with me. “So?”
“When was the last time you did that, Zeke? I can’t remember. Can you?”
“So, I think she’s hot. I’m not avoiding her, West. I’m just …” He sighs, and I wait for him to continue. “I’ve been looking into her.”
“Okay.” Zeke does background checks on all the women we allow into our lives, so I’m not surprised. “And?”
“She checks out. Graduated from Columbia eighteen months ago. Came third in her class.”
Impressed, I whistle through my teeth.