Ugly girl

I swallow hard as a soft, devilish chuckle comes from Damian. Slade growls deep in his throat and one second, I’m wedged between their strong bodies and the next, he spins me so fast that I have a hard time keeping up.

I stare up at him with Damian’s dick now pressed firmly against my ass. Slade’s eyes are hooded and darker than I’ve ever seen them, and with the glow of the TV shining against his warm skin, I’m putty in his hands.

He takes my chin firmly between his thumb and forefinger. “You want this?”

Hell yes, I do, but why do I have such a hard time admitting it? Maybe he’s about to pull the rug out from under me, tell me this is all a sick joke and leave me high and dry. He’s too wild, too unpredictable.

With Damian, it’s a guaranteed good time, but with Slade, it’s a fucking adventure.

His voice drops low as his eyes dip to my starving lips. Impatience appears in his eyes as he demands an answer. “I’m not going to touch you unless you tell me you want this. So, what’s it going to be, Virago? Do you want us to make you forget?”

My tongue runs along my dry lips and I meet his eyes before finally giving in. “Yeah,” I whisper. “I want to forget.”

Something passes between us and for a moment I wonder if he can sense my pain, but thankfully he doesn’t say a word, just keeps his eyes locked on mine as he presses in harder against my body.

Slade reaches for my cropped tank and peels it up over my head, leaving me standing before him in a black lacy bra. His heated gaze sweeps over my body with appreciation and the floodgates open wide.

Damian’s lips drop back to my shoulder and my arm curls up around his neck as Slade ever so slowly lowers his lips to mine.

The anticipation builds and for a moment I’m left wondering if he’s going so slow just to torture me or if he’s hesitant about kissing me, terrified it could mean something more.

The need within me grows too much and instead of waiting for it, I take. I push up onto my tippy-toes as my other hand curls up around his neck and pulls him down to me. I’ve had my hands on him before, but nothing like this. His skin burns mine at my touch but I don’t get a second to think on it any longer before his lips finally press down on mine.

Electricity blooms within me and our lips begin moving against one another’s. I’ve never felt anything like it. The pleasure, the ecstasy, the desire, it’s all too much.

There’s simply no more denying it; there’s a co

My eyes close as pleasure rocks through me and I find my body sinking against Slade. He holds me up as Damian continues torturing my neck with his talented mouth while his hand dips down between my legs. He cups my pussy and presses his palm against my clit, making me groan into Slade’s mouth.

I feel Damian’s grin against my skin as I grind down against his hand, needing more.

These boys have hardly started yet and I’m already on the edge. This is going to be incredible. What was I thinking of spending the past two weeks hating on them when I could have been getting the royal treatment?

Damian pushes my bra strap off my shoulder and Slade goes a step further by reaching around me and unclasping it. The flimsy material gets stuck between our three bodies, but Damian is quick to tear it free and toss it carelessly to the floor.

Slade pulls back and looks down at me in hunger, watching the desire on my face as I grind against Damian’s hand. He trails his fingers over my skin, up over my stomach until he brushes his knuckles across my breast.

I suck in a breath and his eyes come back to mine. I don’t know what he sees. Maybe crazed desperation, need, and desire. Hell, I might even appear terrified but either way, he doesn’t stop.

Slade’s hands wind back down my body until he grabs my ass and hoists me up into his arms. His show of strength astounds me and turns me on in ways I wasn’t ready for. Without missing a beat, his lips drop to my breasts and he sucks my nipple into his mouth as he walks me over to the bed.

I’m laid down and the two of them hover over me as I try to work out how the hell we’re going to do this. I can’t say I’ve ever been involved in a threesome before but from the way these two move around each other, I’d dare say this isn’t new territory for them.

Getting his first look at my body, Damian’s eyes roam over me as Slade reaches for the waistband of my jeans. I raise my ass up from the bed and allow him to draw them down my legs. He does it so damn slow and the devilish smirk on his face tells me that he knows exactly what he’s doing.

My jeans are tossed to the floor beside my tank and bra and the next thing I know, Slade is dropping to his knees between my legs while Damian is getting comfortable on the bed beside me.

Holy hell.

I find myself raising onto my elbows to watch the show as Slade hooks his fingers into the sides of my thong and tears it from my body.

I’m left breathless. Fuck, that was hottest thing I’ve ever seen, second to Slade Cruz kneeling between my legs.

Our eyes lock and he moves in, trailing his fingers up my i

So close, just a little further.

For a moment, I forget Damian is even here.

Slade’s mouth comes down over me and my eyes roll into the back of my head. His tongue is pure magic and as it swirls around my clit, I’m pretty sure that I die and go to whore heaven. I groan out but my needy moans are swallowed as Damian’s lips come down over mine and forces me to lay back, taking away my show.

Damian cups my breasts and lightly pinches my nipples between his fingers as Slade works me with the skill of the devil.

I’ve never had it like this. It’s pure heaven and I realize that without a doubt, that I’m more than strong enough to be putting the past behind me. If I’m capable of allowing myself to feel like this with no fear and no hesitation, then I’m going to be just fine.

Slade picks up his pace and I feel his hunger for my orgasm. He wants to make me come just as badly I want him to. I want nothing more than to wrap my legs around his head and squeeze the life out of him as I drown in a world of orgasms.

He works my clit and I groan low as he presses two thick fingers to my entrance and pushes them inside of me.

In. out. In. out.

It’s a torturous pattern but it’s so fucking good.

Needing something to do with my hands, I run my nails down Damian’s body until I find the waistband of his sweatpants. I push them down over his hips and his erection springs free, ready, large, and waiting.

My fingers curl around him in a tight vice and I start working my magic, enjoying the soft groans that pull from deep within his chest. His kisses become more urgent and I give him exactly what he needs.

I feel my orgasm sneaking up on me and I curl my leg around Slade’s back. “Oh, fuck. I’m going to come.”

“Me too, babe,” Damian growls against my lips.

It hits me like an atomic bomb. My world detonates and I squeeze down on Damian. “Fuck,” he rushes out, pulling out of my hand and grabbing himself as he comes a little harder than expected.

Despite Damian’s satisfied joy, my eyes are solely trained on Slade as his head raises from between my legs. He looks at me with those same heated eyes and just like that, I’m more than ready to go again.