“Yes,” she admitted.
“Jesus,” he growled, his hand landing in the center of her back, pushing her down to change the angle of her hips.
His breaths were harsh, his grunts wild as he chased his release, using her body to accomplish his goal. It was so hot to be like this, crushed between them. Used by them.Lovedby them. And she knew deep in her heart that they loved her even though she felt oddly like the third wheel at the moment.
“Tell him,” Elijah insisted, his mouth close to her ear. “Tell him how much you liked it. Watching us.”
“I loved it,” she bit out, accepting every punishing thrust of his hips as he fucked her hard and deep. “I loved watching you fuck his face,” she told Logan, then directed her next comment at Elijah. “Loved watching him suck your cock.”
Elijah’s hand slipped between her body and his, his thumb finding her clit and thrumming it roughly.
Sam screamed, her orgasm obliterating her while Logan drove into her ass deeper, harder. “Logan!”
Elijah grunted, his hips driving up once as he shuddered beneath her.
“Ah, fuck,” Logan shouted as he slammed into her one final time and roared as he came.
A short time later, Sam fell asleep, still crushed between them, one on each side of her. As she drifted off, she couldn’t help wondering what she’d set in motion and whether or not the three of them could survive it.
