Xander presses his mouth to my ear. “Can’t help think what, shorty?”
“Um.” I press my lips together.
West winks at me. “Use your words, princess.”
Zeke switches off the TV and the three of them stare at me expectantly. Wetness seeps into my panties. They might not even be down for this. I moisten my lips. “I was thinking that there are way more interesting things that the four of us could be doing, is all.”
“Holy fuck,” Xander mutters.
Zeke narrows his eyes. “Such as?”
“We could go to bed.” I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and flutter my eyelashes. Please don’t make me say more than that.
Zeke opens his mouth, probably to taunt me, so I’m extra thankful when Xander jumps up, hoists me over his shoulder, and slaps my ass. “I think we all know what our girl is looking for.”
I giggle as he jogs down the hallway, and when I see West and Zeke following behind us, a surge of adrenaline and anticipation makes my head spin.
Xander tosses me onto my bed. “Get her naked, Fitch.” West’s growling tone turns my legs to jelly.
Xander wastes no time in pulling off all my clothes until I’m lying on the bed, naked and staring up at the three of them.
Zeke’s hungry gaze roams over my body. “Spread your legs, buttercup. Let me see our pussy.”
My breath hitches and heat blooms beneath my skin. I do as he asks, opening wider. His gaze drops to the space between my thighs, and his harsh inhale makes me feel powerful and self-assured. “Motherfucker. That’s fucking beautiful.”
Xander nudges his arm, and a wicked grin spreads across his face. “Told ya.”
West makes quick work of pulling off his sweatpants and tossing them into the hamper. “And already so wet for us, princess.”
Xander takes his pants off too before flashing Zeke a knowing smirk. “Our girl tastes even better than she looks, Z.”
Zeke merely grunts and takes a seat on the chair by the bed. I swallow a lump of disappointment. Maybe he likes to start off by watching.
Xander crawls onto the bed first, trailing his wicked mouth over my calves and my knees, along my inner thighs, all the way up to my soaking center. “So wet, shorty.” With one long swipe of his tongue, he licks my seam. “And so fucking sweet.”
West lies down beside me and cups my jaw in his hand. “As soon as we get you wet enough, princess, Xander is going to fuck you.” He drags his tongue and teeth down my neck. “And then I’m going to fuck him while he’s inside you.”
The vibration of Xander’s chuckle pulses through me. “That sounds so hot,” I whisper.
West slides his hand down my neck, squeezing each of my breasts in turn. “Oh, it will be.” He glances down at Xander, who’s looking up at us, his eyes twinkling with delight. “Make her come like a good boy,” West orders.
Xander sucks my clit into his waiting mouth, gently nudging the sensitive bundle of nerves with his tongue. Oh. That’s so good. I reach down, intending to thread my fingers in his thick hair, but West catches my wrists and pins them above my head with one hand. “No, princess. Just lie back and take what he gives you.”
I suck in a breath. Pleasure is rolling in my core, and he’s barely even started. West kisses my lips, then he moves lower and sinks his teeth into one of my nipples. I moan and buck my hips, chasing the release that feels so close already.
“You like my boys teasing you, buttercup?” The deep timbre of Zeke’s voice rumbles through me, and I whimper, my attention torn between West sucking and toying with my nipples and Xander’s delicious mouth lapping at me.
Zeke laughs darkly. “I think she’s had enough teasing, Fitch. He told you to make her come.” His hand goes down to stroke himself, his intense eyes locked on the three of us. He’s so sexy. I wish he’d join us, but before I can suggest it, Xander slides a thick finger inside me, and I moan his name instead. My back arches off the bed as heat and tingling pleasure sizzle down my thighs.
Xander groans. “Oh, you’re squeezing me so tight, shorty.”
West’s tongue licks a path between my aching breasts. “Is she wet enough yet, Fitch?”
Xander murmurs against my sensitive flesh but offers no further response than that.
“I guess I’ll find out for myself.” West coasts his hand down my body, moving Xander’s face out of the way. Another finger slides inside me, and the two men work in tandem, thrusting in and out.