I moaned in response, slipping a hand into the waistband of my leggings and splashing my fingers around in the wetness I found there. “Comefind out?”
The twins all but raced forward, and Con—or was it Don? Well, whichever one it was, he gripped his cock while the other got down on his knees in front of me and dragged my leggings along my thighs before lowering his head to my clit. His brother squeezed in beside him so that the lookalikes were shoulder to shoulder. Jerking each other off while they alternated between eating me out.
“So fun to play with. Scream for us like thelittle toyyou are,” the twin on the left whispered against my pussy lips before diving in nose first. The one on the right gripped up the back of his brother’s head and held it there until he was left struggling to breathe and drowning in my juices, which were never in short supply.
Some mighta seen it as a problem. For your nether regions to be a glorified slip and slide. I thought of it as like keeping your car properly oiled so she didn’t give out on you. Just like my daddy taught me.
About cars, not my lady bits, you perves.
I leaned my head back, not caring who was doing what anymore as long as they were doing me, tugging on their hair each time one of them tried to pull away. Whoever was currently going down on me ate pussy like a damn felon.
That thought gave me pause.Were these guys… criminals?
I lifted my head, and for the first time, I focused on their clothing. Sure, they were dressed a little funny but they didn’t look like any criminals I’d ever seen. Then again, Granny always said bad boys ate the best. I was pretty certain she meant food at the time, but it could have been vagina too.
Who was I to judge her senile ass?
“Mmm, fuck!” I squealed with joy, urging the other twin to join his brother.
They were both on me at the same time now, two fingers shoved deep while two tongues flicked my sweet spot.
“Holy fuck! I’m gonna?—”
Que’s leftover come dribbled out of my mouth and streamed over my chin while my own come splashed onto the faces of the men below me. I scooted back on the chair to get a better look at them. Their smiles were downright devilish, like two boys who knew the only thing they were getting in their stockings on Christmas morning were giant lumps of coal and they couldn’t be fucked about it.
They wiped at their mouths and pushed to their feet with mirrored movements. “Mmm, Con, looks like Nickie here just became ourhoe, hoe, hoefor the holidays.”
CHAPTER 8
RUDY
“Iknow you hear me, hooker!”
I sighed and finally stopped walking, letting Que run his annoying ass right into my back. I knew he would knock me the fuck over, and right now, all I wanted to feel was the pain I deserved for losing sight of Prat. The guys were too busy thinking of how to get their dicks wet, and that left me to keep everyone alive.
Que huffed and scrambled to straddle me on the ground, flipping my body over, despite me being bigger than him and the crazy redhead put together.
Que had the looks, Don and Con had the intensity, Dash and Vix were good with their hands, Blitz was good at… blitzing, Prat knew how to navigate, and I…
I knew how to fuck up.
Maybe I was feeling so on edge because the memories of Holly were pinging around in my head since Que said her name. Maybe it was from being jumped by some horny gremlin the second we sought safety.
Or maybe you’re just an idiot, Rudolph.
“C’mon, man. I’m sorry, okay? I know I put my foot in my mouth back there, but I didn’t have anything else to work with on short notice.”
“You putyour dickinher mouth,” I said aloud, watching him trace the tattoos he knew were beneath my shirt with a fingertip.
“Yeah. She’s pretty good. Not as good as me, but you should really enjoy the moment and get that delicious cock wet while we wait for Prat to do his thing.”
I huffed in a breath, and Que poked at my nipple. Giving me those big, dumb puppy-dog eyes of his.
“Pretty please with a cherry on my cock?”
“I hate you,” I mumbled, and he ran his tongue up my neck.
“Oh, I know but your dick sure doesn’t, does it, Rue-Rue?”
