As they stepped into the room, warmth spread through my body.I couldn’t wait to be found by both of them, and at the same time?!They pissed each other off often but loved me.The thrill of the back-and-forth, the enemies and friends …
I shifted slightly, trying to keep quiet.
My chest rose and fell quickly, my thighs quivering.
Fuck!
“You hear that?”Frasier asked.
“You’re hearing things,” Calix growled.“Shut up and listen.”
“Why don’t you shut up and listen?”Frasier said.“She’s here.”
I pressed my hands against my thighs in an attempt to still them.If they didn’t get out of here soon, I was totally going to give myself away!But I loved this thrill, this excitement.Who would’ve thought that this would happen after three weeks ago?
At that party …
My nipples hardened, and I bit back a whimper from the memory.
“There she is,” Frasier said.
When the words left his mouth, I was sprinting out the door that I had come from.I pumped my legs fast as Calix and Frasier sprinted after me.I rounded corners too sharply, scraping my thigh against some glass, and continued.
I didn’t have time to waste.
No, I needed to get out of here.Now.
My lungs burned, but I found a door and ran out into the darkness, heading straight for the garden.The cool nighttime air hit my skin, the grass tickling my feet.They were approaching quicker than I’d expected.
Fuck, I need to go faster!I need to get out of?—
Before I could reach the garden, someone wrapped their arms around my waist, turned me toward them, and tackled me onto the ground.“Got you.”
We hit the ground with a thud, Calix’s hand on the back of my head so I didn’t slam it on the dirt.His eyes darkened from above me, lips twitching into a smirk.Then more footsteps approached, and Frasier was crouching beside us.
“Didn’t think Calix would catch me first,” I murmured to Frasier, knowing it’d piss him off.
Calix sat back between my thighs, grabbing my waist, as if claiming me.“She can’t be both of ours tonight.”
Frasier wrapped his hand around the front of my throat, pinning me to the ground.“Why not?”he murmured, his lips grazing over mine, his fingers strumming across the column of my neck and making me warm in all those sinful places.
Their touches were so different.
Calix—all soft and possessive.Frasier—rough and willing to share.
“She’s ours,” Frasier mumbled against my lips.“Both of ours.”
CHAPTERSEVENTY-SIX
ASTRID
Calix crashedhis lips onto mine, hungry and possessive.For someone who didn’t want to share with Frasier, he sure didn’t mind Frasier pushing him out of the way to kiss me next, his tongue slipping into my mouth.
I moaned against his lips as Calix gripped my waist, his thumbs digging into my skin.He positioned himself against my entrance, my cunt already sopping wet from Rush’s cum.But they didn’t need to know that.
“You knew we’d catch you, Hellcat,” Frasier murmured against my mouth, reaching down with one hand to rub my clit.
When I spread my legs wider for both of them, Calix took it as an opportunity to shove his fat cock inside me.A feral grunt left his mouth, and I clenched hard around him from the mere sound, my pussy wet and aching.
