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His eyes lit up, darkening as well. He opened his mouth, sucking my fingers inside, his tongue swirling around them. He sucked in one, then another, a third. He almost deep throated my hand, giving my palm a nuzzle as well. Then he watched as I moved that hand down to Cassian’s dick, wrapping around him again, pulling another guttural moan from Cass. Lee leaned toward me, falling almost, his forehead rested on my shoulder.

“That’s so fucking hot,” he mouthed against my shoulder as I began to stroke Cassian, using Lee’s saliva as a lubricant. Suddenly Lee’s mouth was back on mine, and he was kissing me so deep that it felt like he wanted to swallow me whole.

Jesus.

I was alive. So fully and completely alive.

My soul was humming.

I needed both of these boys. I didn’t know why, but I did. Two halves to make me whole.

Breaking away from Lee’s mouth, I tugged on him, saying, “Behind me.”

“Yeah?” He was almost slurring his words, but he moved behind me, tugging off his own shirt. Then, finally, I was sandwiched between both of them.

My head fell back, against Lee’s shoulder as he fit himself to me. His hand went to my waistband, nudging underneath, and holding still. I nodded, giving him permission.

He pushed down the pair of his sweats that I wore to bed.

“God.” He nipped at my shoulder. “The sight of you in my clothes does something to me. I want you to only wear my stuff.”

“Hey.” Cassian offered up a protest, but he was very focused on where I was stroking him. His head fell back to his pillow. “Jesus. I don’t care what you wear, just keep touching me. Don’t ever stop wearing his shit and don’t ever stop touching my dick. That makes me happy.”

Lee smothered another laugh against the back of my shoulder, but he stopped laughing as I felt his cock rest against my ass. He moved to my ear, asking, huskily, “Can I rub against you here?” He touched between my ass cheeks. A shudder worked its way through me. That felt so good.

Panting, I rasped out, “Yes.”

“Wait. What?” Cass’s eyelids opened, and he looked drunk, his cheeks bright red. He tried to focus. “What’s going on—holy fuck.” He saw, his eyes widening. He tried to sit up. “I want to see.”

Lee barked out an abrupt laugh, pushing his shoulder back down. “Dude. Enjoy your handie.”

“But…” Cassian’s protest was weak. His hands gripped my hips as I began to rock against his cock and my hand, hitting it at an angle that we both moaned out loud.

“This is so fucking hot,” Cass breathed out, his eyelids barely lifting so he could see me. His eyes found mine but kept falling back to where I was stroking him as my pussy was sliding over him. Lee pushed his dick between my ass cheeks, an arm wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me in place for him.

As I rubbed against Cass, Lee’s dick ground between me. At some point, he let go of me. I fell more over Cassian, humping him, my hand was just holding his tip. Lee squeezed my cheeks together and began a frenzied pace, sliding over me.

“Oh fuck. Fuuuuuuck. Fuck, babe! Fuck.” Cassian reached for my head and yanked my mouth to his. He came over my hand, his whole body jerking and shaking. He groaned into my mouth, but he didn’t lift his mouth away. He kept kissing me, gentling, and then deepening. Changing his angle.

Air left my chest for a moment.

Cassian was great at kissing. He was making love to my mouth, and I was letting him, answering him with any command he asked of my mouth. My lips. My tongue. I was almost gasping for air, but I didn’t want any of this to stop. The pleasure was so intense. It lit up my entire body. I was still somewhat grinding over Cassian, even though I knew he was probably so sensitive by now, and his hand moved between us. He began to rub me, before two of his fingers dipped inside of me.

I gasped, jerking against him. My release exploded from me too. Rushing down my spine. It left tingles everywhere, even down to my toes. I might’ve screamed. Euphoria slammed through me, blanketing me, and then it was just Lee, who was grunting in my ear. His fingers dug into my hips.

I reached for his hand, desperately, and he threaded our fingers, pinning my hand to the bed beside Cass’s shoulders.

I was plastered on top of Cassian and Lee was pistoning over me, until Cassian lifted his hips, holding me against Lee.

Lee choked out a sudden loud and carnal curse as his whole body seized up, climaxing. He spilled over me.

Was it weird that I liked that?

Maybe that wasn’t normal? I didn’t care at that moment.

I collapsed over Cassian and Lee collapsed on top of me (us) for a second before he twisted and fell to the side. He gasped out, “Jesus Christ,” before he reached for my mouth, kissing me deep, a hand holding me at the side of my face.

One long kiss and then he crumbled to the bed, his pants pulled down. A hand slapped over his own stomach. I moved so I was somewhat half on Cass, but one of my legs rested over Lee’s knee. His hand moved down to my thigh and he raised it up, running circles over it, distractedly.