“You guys are no help.”
“Oh, I don’t know about that, Duchess. I’m about to help you out a whole lot.” Vega grins as he begins stripping.
I open my mouth to curse him out, but Glitch surges inside me, eliciting a scream from me instead.
“Fuck. My favorite place in the world is your pussy,” Glitch growls, fucking me roughly, the counter digging into my hips with each thrust forward.
I tip my head up when Vega moves in front of me, separated only by the island.
His eyes blaze with lust, making me clench, and Glitch’s hiss lets me know he feels it.
Vega’s hand shoots out and grips my throat. He squeezes lightly, not hurting me, but enough to show me I’m not the one in control here. They are calling the shots, and I’m just along for the ride. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on even more.
“Oh, she likes it rough, don’t you, baby? Fucking dripping all over my cock,” Glitch grunts out as he hammers in and out of me.
I thrust my hips back into him, meeting him stroke for stroke as Vega dips his head, his grip on me tightening a fraction more as his mouth takes mine in a blistering kiss.
My orgasm crashes into me out of nowhere. With Glitch’s and Vega’s delicious assault stealing my sanity and leaving me feeling like a live wire, I’m helpless to resist.
My back arches as my body goes rigid, then boneless, as I all but collapse over the island.
Vega releases me and moves away. Glitch pulls me up before spinning me around and pushing me to my knees.
“Open wide and swallow me down,” he growls.
Obediently, I do. I flick my tongue over the tip of his cock before he pushes it to the back of my throat.
I fight my gag reflex as he holds himself still for a second. He erupts, coating my throat and my tongue. He slowly pulls himself free.
He strokes my cheek in approval before Vega steps up beside him.
“My turn.”
Glitch winks at me before stepping back, leaving Vega with plenty of space to scoop me up and sit me on the island countertop.
“Glitch, yours is ready.” I hear Blink call as Vega lifts my feet onto the counter and spreads my legs wide.
“Thank fuck. I’m starving,” Glitch replies, making me look at them in shock. I can’t believe they are just going to sit there and eat while—
“Oh my God,” I gasp as Vega proves he’s starving too, only for something other than eggs.
“Mmm, my favorite,” Vega murmurs against my pussy, making me squirm.
“Play with your nipples, Mal. I like a show with my dinner,” Blink tells me, making me bare my teeth at him. But when I look at his face and see his expression as he watches Vega lick up my juices, I decide to give in and do as I’m told. I might be a bossy bitch outside the bedroom, but inside it—proverbially speaking—I like my partner—or partners, in this case—to call the shots.
I lay back and cup my breasts before tugging my nipples.
I tease myself as Vega’s tongue dips inside me, making me arch my back with a moan.
“Jesus. She’s killing me.” Blink’s voice washes over me, helping me focus once more.
I pinch my nipple harder than usual because I need something to center me. When Vega stands and wraps his hands around my thighs, yanking me to the edge of the counter, I know whatever control I managed to wrestle back is about to disappear out the window.
And I’m right. As soon as I’m where he wants me, he lines up his dick and eases inside me.
I relax a fraction, but it’s a mistake to think he’ll go easy on me. He rotates his hips, pulls back, and slams inside me so hard I swear I feel him in my stomach.
I don’t recognize the noise I make. It sounds more animalistic than human, and it spurs Vega on, his powerful thrust driving his cock deeper into me.