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“That…” Ava sighed. “That feels so good.”

Trey took his cues from her, flicking her clit with his tongue, circling it before suckling it between his lips.

“Oh, God,” she whimpered, her hips bucking.

He could get used to this. Her taste and the sounds she made went right to his head.

Trey spent the next few minutes worshipping her pussy, getting intimately familiar with what made her moan and what made her sigh. When he pushed two fingers inside her while he flicked her clit rapidly, he felt the tension build inside her.

He worked her that way until she cried out, her smooth inner walls clamping down on his fingers.

And before he could even contemplate what he was doing, Trey stood tall and stripped off his clothes. He couldn’t wait another second before he claimed this woman. The urge was far too potent to deny any longer.

***

Magnus had purposely given Ava and Treya few minutes alone.

He’d known exactly what would happen if he did, and he was right. He had remained in the living room as long as he could before his resistance faded. When he reached the bedroom, he found Trey’s face buried between Ava’s thighs. She was writhing on the bed, crying out his name as he feasted on her sweet cunt.

Magnus had been momentarily stunned, unable to look away from the erotic sight. He’d never witnessed anything as arousing as Ava having her pussy eaten by Trey. She’d come so beautifully, crying out Trey’s name.

But when Trey stripped off his clothes and joined Ava in the bed, Magnus got with the program. He quickly kicked off his boots and stripped out of his shorts and T-shirt before walking over to the opposite side of the bed where Ava’s head was.

She turned her head and smiled over at him. “Nice of you to join us.”

He grinned, stroking his cock leisurely. “Nice of you to wait for me,” he countered with a laugh.

“Couldn’t help it.” She lowered her voice like she was sharing a secret. “He’s got a wicked mouth.”

“Trust me, I know.”

Magnus looked over at Trey, their gazes meeting momentarily as Trey positioned himself between Ava’s thighs. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen anything as carnal as the expression on Trey’s face. He was holding himself back despite how badly he wanted this.

Not wanting him to stop, Magnus crawled up on the bed, kneeling beside Ava’s head.

“It’s time for me to catch up,” he declared. “You can suck me while Trey fucks you.”

She moaned, reaching for him like she couldn’t hold herself back. Magnus thrust his hips forward while Ava lifted her head and took him between her lips. It was all he could do to look away from her sweet mouth surrounding him, but he refused to miss Trey taking her for the first time. He glanced over in time to see Trey pressing his hips forward, the head of his cock slipping inside Ava. He penetrated her slowly, sliding in deeper and deeper, a rough grumble sounding in his chest.

“Fuck … so tight,” Trey growled, the cords in his neck straining, his muscles tense as he leaned forward on one hand.

Magnus watched where they were joined, his cock throbbing more insistently each time Trey retreated and slid in, his cock glistening with Ava’s juices.

Trey surprised them all, pulling out and gripping his cock tightly. “Not yet,” he growled.

Magnus couldn’t resist the urge to be part of this with Trey. He reluctantly pulled his cock from Ava’s mouth so he could bend over and suck Trey’s cock into his mouth.

“Oh, fuck!” Trey growled, gripping Magnus’s hair painfully tight. “Don’t you dare make me come.”

Magnus had no intention of doing that. He merely licked every drop of Ava’s sweet flavor from him and then pulled back. When he did, Trey’s chest was heaving, but he looked calmer. He guided himself back inside her, driving in deeper, faster than before.

Ava lifted her hips to meet his thrust, and Trey’s gaze snapped to her face.

“You feel so fuckin’ good.”

“So do you,” she whimpered. “Make me come, Trey. Please … make me come.”

Magnus could see the restraint tightening the lines of Trey’s face. He was trying to hold back for as long as he could. Trey pumped his hips a few times, then pulled out. Magnus took over, licking him clean again before Trey was once again buried inside her. They repeated it several more times, and each time Ava begged and pleaded for more.