“It’s so deep,” she cries out as Vlad meets her thrust with one of his own. “Yes,” she cries out when he slams into her again. I spit in my hand and lather my cock before climbing up behind her. She looks back at me over her shoulder and smirks. She leans forward so she is flat against Vlad, then reaches back and parts her ass for me.
“Such a good, whore,” I praise before I spit on her hole, then grip my cock and use it to rub the spit around.
“I need you inside me,” she moans. I push forward, breaching that muscle wall without an ounce of care. She screams so loud that Vegah slaps a hand over mouth.
“Shut the fuck up or you don’t get to come again,” he sneers.
She shakes her head, dislodging his hand. “Shut me up with your cock,” she taunts. His eyes blaze with approval. He answers her request with a hard thrust, making her choke on his large girth. The dirty bitch just moans. He remains standing at the edge of the bed, allowing Vlad and I enough room to fuck her. I can’t draw this out, I’m too hungry for her.
My pace is punishing. The three of us are fucking her like savages and I know it’s because deep down we all want to know if she can actually handle us—handle this. None of us are willing to admit it out loud but we all want her. Knowing she was trying to protect us without even actually knowing us, has shifted our perception of her.
She’s cutthroat in the courtroom and will wipe the floor with the broken pieces of your ego after she shreds it to pieces, and that shit is fucking sexy.
“Ahhhhh,” she cries out around Vegah’s girth. He yanks on the strands of her hair, then slaps the side of her face for making another sound. The bite of pain sends her spiraling into another orgasm. Our pace doesn’t falter, we all chase our own release. Vlad’s groans grow closer together and I know he is about to come within the next few thrusts. Vegah’s face is contorted and I see the blissed out look in his eyes. He’s on the verge of spilling his release down her throat. My balls tighten and my stomach clenches when she pushes back against me. I won’t be far behind either of them.
Vlad is the first to come, then Vegah follows a second later, roaring her name like it’s his favorite thing to say. I thrust inside twice more before I lose the battle and allow my own orgasm to take control, tearing through me with the force of a tropical storm.
I pull out of her still panting and trembling from the strength of my own release. Vegah rounds the bed and suctions his lips to her ass and sucks my cum out of her hole, making her moan. He holds it in his mouth, then spits it into hers. She moans and swallows every damn drop like the good little slut that she is.
When Vegah pulls back, he grins down at her and I just know he’s thinking the same thing I am. She took what we gave without hesitation.
She handled the three of us like a pro and never once tried to favor one over the other. She wanted us all equally and that’s something we have never been able to find. This girl was made for us, and knowing that is going to make letting her go fucking harder than it should be.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
JENNA
To my utter surprise the guys insisted on staying at my house for the day. We ordered some Thai food and went over my case files while we ate and formulated a plan. Truthfully, I fully expected them to shut me out when I gave up all the details, but they shocked me when they allowed me to give them my suggestions and help them formulate a plan.
Granted, it’s not a foolproof plan and there are still plenty of holes in this. I can’t guarantee that it’ll work, but it’s worth a shot.
“Did your office take the deal?” Vlad asks me.
“Hang on.” I jump up from my spot between Vegah and Dimitri, run to my office and grab my Macbook, then return to the living room and reclaim my seat. I power it up and log into my emails. I’m not a partner at my firm so it’s not like I get a lot of say in making deals. I open my email thread between me, Simon, Todd and Derek—my bosses. Derek is the one trying the case with me. I read over the correspondence and instantly become angry.
“What is it?” Deimitri asks with a lilt of worry in his tone.
“Todd wants to take the deal. Simon is on the fence and Derek has flat out said no,” I answer.
“What does that mean?” Vegah snaps.
“It means we have a hung jury as the three of them work on majority vote. They won’t make a decision until the three of them are in favor or unless it's two on one.”
The three guys continue to talk amongst themselves while I check my other messages. I spot a message from Hunter. He contacts me on an app calledWhicker, it’s an app where dealers can sell their drugs. It’s untraceable and the messages delete themselves after they have been opened.
Huntrix - We need to meet.
Huntrix - Where the fuck are you, J?
Huntrix - Don’t fucking back out on me!
Guilt churns inside me. He’s been trying to contact me for two days. I quickly reply to him, wanting to ease his worries. I think of the best lie I can, then quickly type it out.
J.P - I’m sorry, I was out of town for a family emergency.
His reply comes almost instantly. The fact he was waiting on the app shows me just how worried he was that I had changed my mind about protecting his brother and uncle.
Huntrix - We need to meet today!
