“Maybe that’s the problem,” Loren said to his friends instead of me. They were talking around me again. “She’s overthinking.”

“It must be all the space we’ve been giving her.”

Jericho.

I never thought he’d be the one to betray me.

All at once, they closed in around me. The room began to smell like I was on a boat in the middle of the ocean, and there was no one else around. Only the four of us.

We were lost and drifting, resigned to our fate with only each other, and the last of our hope left to sustain us.

Houston reached me first, and I was plucked from the bed and set in his lap once he took the spot he’d forced me to vacate. Loren lay on his stomach now between Houston’s legs and propped his chin in his hand while Jericho lounged on his side, using his arm to keep him up.

“That’s better,” Loren said before kissing my naked thigh. All I’d managed to put on were panties and a muscle tank that stopped just below my belly button.

“You’re not playing fair,” I accused no one in particular. They were all at the top of my shit list.

“Fair doesn’t get us what we want,” Houston lashed harshly in my ear. I could feel the scrape of his teeth against my neck as his lips moved. “So no. We won’t be playing fair. It’s going to get real dirty from here on fucking out.”

I gulped. “You think that will make me say yes?”

“Oh, I know it will.” I knew he was looking at Loren now because that onyx gaze shifted over my shoulder to Houston. “Her panties. Remove them.”

“With pleasure,” Loren agreed with a devious grin.

It was then I knew.

Before the night was over, I’d give each one of them everything. All of me. Irrevocably.

My panties were no match for Loren’s eagerness to be rid of them, and so he accidentally tore them while wrangling them down my legs.

“That’s two pair you’ve ruined,” I reminded him. Why wasn’t I fighting?

“I’ll buy you more,” he stated absently. He looked between my legs once Houston spread them and released a long, agonizing groan. “Fuck, that pussy is pretty.”

“I want you to eat it,” Houston commanded, making a whine spill from my lips. “And I want you to keep eating it until she gives us what we came for.”

If there was ever a time for Loren to rebel, this moment unfolding would have been it. Of course, he chose now to follow Houston’s orders blindly.

Gripping me underneath my thighs, Loren pushed my legs up and out until I was open and bared for him completely. Houston took over, holding me hostage by hooking my legs in the crook of his arms from behind.

There was nowhere for me to go.

Nothing I could do but let Loren sate that hungry look in his eyes. They slowly shifted over to Rich, and my breath caught in my throat because I knew what he would say before he ever spoke.

“Two heads are better than one.”

Oh, God.

I squirmed in Houston’s lap to get away, but he only held me tighter. I could feel his chest heaving as his breathing increased, and his hard dick under me growing even harder.

“Wait!” I yelped as Rich slowly stood up. My heart began racing as he joined Loren between my legs. “I…” I swallowed. I could barely speak around the taste of cherries coating my tongue.

“You what?” Loren challenged. My silence was heavy as the three of them waited for me to agree to a relationship. “Didn’t think so.” The soft chuckle he released was nothing compared to his smile. It was taunting and promising more than I could handle.

“Bon appétit,” Houston inserted from behind me.

It was an order for his friends to enjoy their meal and also for them to hurry the hell up.

Neither Rich nor Loren wasted another second before their heads lowered at the same time. I knew whose mouth found me first when I felt the cold metal from Jericho’s lip ring. His tongue lapped me in an open-mouth kiss, and then he pulled back for Loren to have his turn.

They continued like that.

They took turns attacking my clit and dipping their tongues inside of me.

Each time I tried to move away from the horde of sensations they stirred, Houston held me tighter. They weren’t playful or teasing, either. They were aggressive, leaving no part of me untouched. The greedy sounds Loren and Rich made as they ate me filled the room until they were drowned only by my cries. Resting my head on Houston’s shoulder and burying my face inside his neck, I closed my eyes, thinking it would bring me relief, but it only heightened the intensity of their touch.

Turning his head, Houston kissed me deeply as his best friends went down on me.

“Open your eyes,” he whispered against my lips. “It would be a shame if you missed anything.” Houston spread my legs even wider, and I could feel both of their lips on me now. I felt my bottom clench at the ramification, and giving a weak shake of my head, I kept them closed.

I knew the image that would be waiting for me once I did.

Loren and Rich weren’t taking turns anymore.

Against my will, my eyes drifted open.

What I saw…my pussy began throbbing uncontrollably.

“Oh—” My words were cut off as I came hard watching them. I couldn’t tell where Loren’s mouth began, and Jericho’s ended. They were enjoying each other as much as they were enjoying me. And when the remnants of my orgasm trickled out of me, Loren eagerly lapped it up before turning his head and sharing with Jericho. I watched them kiss as if it was nothing they hadn’t done before, and just like that…another orgasm ripped through me.

I couldn’t say if multiple orgasms were something I was capable of before the three of them. All that mattered now was that I couldn’t seem to stop.

“Jericho,” I moaned when he kissed my pussy one last time.

It was the only warning I got before he took me from Houston. I was yanked off his lap and brought to the center of the bed. Once my muscle shirt was gone, he pushed me down onto the bed until I was flat and naked on my back.

The impassive look in his eyes both frightened and excited me, the emotions blending when he reached for his belt.

“Something to say?” Loren teased me. His finger lazily brushed my nipple as he waited for my response.

“Yeah,” I breathed out as I struggled to catch my breath. Even Rich paused from undoing his jeans, and we locked gazes as the three of them waited. “Do your worst.”

“Aw shit,” Loren instigated as he fell onto his back. He locked his hands behind his head as he cheesed at the ceiling. I wasn’t as confused by his response as I was by Rich’s.

He wasn’t cocky or angry as he nodded. He simply held out his hand to Houston without breaking our stare, and I didn’t understand until Houston passed Jericho a condom from the nightstand.

I could say no to whatever was about to happen, but everyone in this room, including me, knew I wouldn’t.

I wanted them to convince me.

I wanted them to force my mind to finally let go.

My heart and body were already on board.

Rich tore the condom open with his teeth before shoving his jeans and boxers around his thighs and quickly sheathing himself. He talked the least shit, so it made sense that he had the biggest dick. I could already feel him inside me, forcing my body to accept him and carving his name on my walls.

He took the time to partially remove his shirt, lifting the neck over his head but leaving the material bunched around his shoulders. I watched his abs flex as he moved between my legs and brought the fat head of his dick to my entrance.

I wasn’t expecting for him to go slow. I could feel Houston and Loren watching every inch that disappeared inside of me until Jericho was buried to the hilt. My breath caught in my throat at how deeply he reached and how completely he filled me.

“Braxton.” My eyes had begun to drift close when I heard Jericho’s whisper. I opened them, and he smiled down at me gently. “Tell us what we want to know.” He was still fucking me slowly when he lifted my hips off the bed and gripped my ass hard enough to bruise. “Say yes.”

“Make me.”

As if he had expected me to defy him, Jericho’s lids lowered as he bit into his bottom lip. There was no warning before he changed his pace. My bottom half was still completely at his mercy when he began slamming into me with thrusts that could be heard fifty feet away.

“Oh, my God,” I yelped.

But Jericho had no mercy to give.

He pounded me as I gripped the mattress above me with both hands. I even started twisting my body to try to get away, but that only made him growl and fuck me harder.

I smelled the bergamot and orange in Loren’s cologne as he moved closer, and then he was kissing me and swallowing my cries.