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He moans into my mouth and slowly starts to walk me backward toward the bed. When the backs of my thighs hit the mattress, I sit on the edge, the weight of the strap-on and the movement putting a nice pressure on my clit and the small dildo in my pussy. Before we had Noah get on the bed, we made him watch as Beck put the contraption on me.

I swear he almost came on the spot when he watched Beck work the dildo into my dripping slit before he strapped me in and connected the cock that will be inside him soon.

Beck lifts my chin and smiles at me. “I’ll be on bottom, pretty girl.”

“I know, baby.” I grin before taking his cock in my hand. “Let me get you nice and lubed up first.”

Noah moans from behind us, and I know he wishes he could see. But he’ll have all the attention soon enough. I spit on Beck’s cock before I lean forward to take it into my mouth. His hand grips the loose strands of my pink hair, but he doesn’t control my movements.

I hum around him, loving the way he feels in my mouth. I pull back and use my other hand to pump him, tugging his skin back so I can suck his slit, twirling my tongue around his broad crown. I do it a few more times until his shaft is fuller and the heat of him could burn me.

I smile up at his handsome face, riddled with pleasure. He wipes a bit of saliva from the corner of my mouth, the love and adoration on his features enough to make me want to pull him down on top of me alongside Noah and kiss them both for hours on end. It’s something we’ve done before, but we’ll have even more time now that Noah’s season is over.

But that’s not what tonight is about.

“You ready to fuck our man?” Beck asks.

Our man. I love when he calls him that—because that’s what Noah is. He’s not just mine, he’s Beck’s as well. Just like Beck isn’t just mine, he’s Noah’s. And I’m not just Noah’s—I’m Beck’s, too.

One day in the future, I hope Beck will agree to be our husband, something Noah and I have talked about and want to follow through on with a proposal later this summer. We’re just looking for the perfect ring.

“I’m ready,” I reply.

Beck gets on the bed, crawling over to Noah. He glides his hands up his legs and over his ass, and Noah’s muscular body quivers with need.

“I know you’re ready for us, baby,” he comments while pulling at the base of the plug, his other hand wrapping around to tug on Noah’s weeping cock.

“Yes,” he moans. “Please. I need you both.”

Beck gestures for me to come over just as he pulls out the plug, setting it on a towel on the nightstand. Noah gasps at the release of pressure, his chin dropping down to his chest and arms shaking. Beck returns with lube and slathers it over his hole then dips his fingers inside.

“Gotta make you nice and slippery,” Beck notes. “Don’t want to ruin this pretty hole too badly. I’m sure we’ll want to use it again later.”

Noah moans, and my clit thrums again as I climb up next to Beck and help him work Noah’s entrance. We slide our fingers in and out of him, adding more lube than we’ll need. Beck squirts some onto my fake cock and jacks it again, making it nice and shiny. I do the same to his arousal, enjoying the warmth in my hand and the pulse of his own need before I pull back.

Moments later, Beck lies down on the bed, his head slightly propped up by pillows. He gestures with two fingers at Noah. “Crawl over here, slut, and sit on my cock.”

Noah moves quickly enough that Beck and I stifle a laugh. Our man wastes no time straddling Beck’s waist, his hands resting on the other man’s broad shoulders.

“You know the drill.” One of Beck’s hands grips Noah’s waist, and the other holds his cock right at my husband’s puckered hole. “Make yourself take it.”

I play with my nipples and bite my lip as Noah’s head drops back, his fingers white on Beck’s shoulders while he lowers himself onto Beck’s fat cock.

Inch by inch, Beck’s thickness disappears inside him until he’s fully seated on his lap. Beck’s groan of pleasure thrums through the air alongside Noah’s. I grip the fake cock strapped to me like it will give me some relief. My pussy squeezes around the dildo inside me—that will feel so good when I’m thrusting alongside Beck into Noah.

“Fuck, I love your cock,” Noah moans.

“Ride it,” Beck grunts. “Get this tight ass nice and ready for our pretty girl’s cock.”

Noah does as he asks, bouncing up and down on his lap. Beck moves his hands to Noah’s ass, spreading his cheeks so I have an even better view.

“So pretty.” I moan.

“Get over here, Quinn, baby. I want to suck your tits.”

I move as fast as Noah and kneel near Beck so his mouth can reach my chest. I feed him one, and his lips wrap around and suck.

“You’re so beautiful, Sunshine,” Noah says breathlessly. “Both of you are.” Sweat drips down his flushed forehead, his eyes hazy with lust.