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The sensation overwhelms me.

His cock feels impossibly deep, and when he pulses against my tongue, the reaction echoes through my entire body. Pleasure shifts with every breath. Sweetness sharpens into ache. Ache deepens into need. By the time I hollow my cheeks around him, Briggs and Ashby have found a pace that rattles through all of us.

My senses stretch beyond anything familiar.

Salt coats my tongue. Sweat slicks my skin. Musk fills my lungs. Beneath it all lingers the faint resin scent of the old floorboards. I taste blood where I've bitten my lip. Every sensation brighter and more powerful than the last.

Ashby loses control first.

His body tightens behind me. His hands clamp around my breasts. The groan that tears out of him sounds dragged from someplace deep and buried. Then he goes rigid, pressing himself into me as far as he can and holding there. His breath scorches my neck as he clings to me.

The pulse of him inside me sets everything else off.

My pussy tightens around Briggs with a force that steals whatever breath I have left. The orgasm hits hard. The instant it starts, I suck Torin deeper into my mouth and swallow around him with a ragged cry that breaks apart into sobs.

Torin's hands tighten in my hair, and then he's coming, and I don't let go. Bitter salt explodes over my tongue and I swallow again, the heat spreading through me, my pussy, my throat, my chest, even my scalp where Torin has me in his fists.

I can't breathe, I can't think, I just pulse.

Briggs gives a final, hard rock of his hips, guttural noises spilling from his mouth, and I am a trembling slipknot caught between them, wound tight as a coiled spring.

Then pleasure swallows me whole.

Color bursts behind my eyelids.

The world narrows until all I know is pressure, heat, and the pounding of three hearts crashing through me at once.

Somewhere in the middle of it, tears start falling.

I don't realize I'm crying until Torin's hands frame my face.

The gentleness nearly destroys me.

He eases out long enough to kiss my forehead. Then my eyelids. Then my swollen mouth. Every touch feels impossibly careful after everything that came before. “Good girl for us, fuck, you’re so fucking perfect.”

For a while, I come apart completely.

The world narrows to sensation and emotion, every nerve stretched tight, every breath feeling hard won. Torin stays close, one hand tangled in my hair, anchoring me whenever I start to drift. I cling to him because I don't know what else to do with everything crashing through me. The intensity of it leaves me raw, stripped down to the truth of what I feel for all three of them.

Around me, everything blurs together.

Briggs's hands stay locked at my waist as he holds me close, repeating my name under his breath as though he can't help himself. Each time he says it, the sound carries a different emotion. Ashby gathers me against him, pressing a kiss to my shoulder before drawing me closer. One arm circles my middle while his other hand cups my breasts. His touch turns protective in the aftermath, and the tenderness of it nearly undoes me.

I can't stop trembling.

The aftershocks roll through me in uneven waves, leaving me overwhelmed and emotional. Torin catches every reaction. When I look at him, he offers a crooked grin that somehow manages to be reassuring and teasing at the same time, and it eases the tightness in my chest.

Eventually Briggs follows, and the change in him is immediate. His arms tighten around me before he buries his face against my neck, holding on as though he needs proof that I'm real. I squeeze his hands where they're wrapped around me and try to pour everything I can't put into words into that simple touch.

We end up tangled together, exhausted and shaking, surrounded by the aftermath of everything we've shared. Nobody speaks for a long time. The silence feels full rather than empty, each of us caught somewhere between relief, wonder, and the lingering intensity of what just passed between us.

And how long we get to stay this way.

CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

Briggs

The Holiday Toy Drive turns the community center into a madhouse.