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The pressure builds inside me, coiling tighter and tighter. I'm trembling, my thighs shaking.

"I can't—" I start to say, but the words dissolve into a moan.

"Yes, you can," Nick says firmly, his hand sliding to my throat, not squeezing, just holding me in place.

"Look at me," Alex commands, and I force my eyes to stay open, to meet his gaze even as pleasure threatens to overwhelm me.

"Harder," I demand, my voice breaking. "I need⁠—"

Alex thrusts up harder, and Nick's fingers work where I'm most sensitive. The combined sensation makes me cry out. The orgasm crashes through me with devastating force, making me scream. My body clenches around Alex, waves of pleasure rolling through me so intensely I see stars.

"Fuck," Alex groans, his movements becoming erratic as he follows me over the edge, his grip on my hips bruising.

Before I can catch my breath, they're moving me. Alex pulls out carefully, and Russ guides me onto my hands and knees. I'm still trembling from the first orgasm when Russ pushes inside me from behind, filling me completely.

"God," I gasp, my arms shaking.

Nick moves in front of me, his hand cupping my face. "Open," he says quietly, and I do.

The sensation of Russ moving inside me while Nick fills my mouth is overwhelming. I moan around him, and he groans in response.

"That's it," Russ says, his hands gripping my hips as he sets a punishing rhythm.

Alex's hand slides beneath me, finding my clit, and I nearly collapse from the intensity. They work together, pushing me higher and higher until I'm shaking uncontrollably.

My second orgasm builds faster than the first, crashing through me so hard my vision goes white. I feel Russ finish inside me with a low groan, his forehead pressed against my shoulder blade.

Nick pulls back, and they shift me again. I'm boneless, barely able to move, but Nick lifts me easily, positioning me over him as he sits back against the headboard. He lowers me onto him slowly, and I whimper at the sensitivity.

"One more," he says against my ear. "Give us one more."

Russ and Alex are on either side of me now, their hands everywhere; stroking my breasts, thighs, and back. My entire body is so sensitized, it's almost painful. Nick moves inside me with slow, deep thrusts that make me gasp with each one.

Russ's hand joins Nick's between my legs, and the dual sensation pushes me over the edge one final time. The orgasm is slower, deeper, rolling through me in waves that seem endless. Nick follows seconds later, his grip on my hips tightening as he finishes with a low groan that vibrates through my entire body.

My body is trembling, completely spent, and I can feel my heartbeat everywhere. Every limb feels like a wet noodle, impossible to move. My core throbs with satisfaction and I can't help a small smile that pulls at my mouth.

Nick's hand gentles on my throat, then slides away completely. He presses a kiss to my temple. "Breathe," he reminds me quietly.

I realize I've been holding my breath and force myself to inhale deeply. The air feels cool against my overheated skin.

Nick moves to the bathroom and returns with a warm washcloth. He's gentle as he cleans me up, his touch careful and almost tender. It's such a contrast to the intensity of moments ago that it makes my chest tighten with unexpected emotion.

They rearrange us in the bed, pulling me between them. Russ's arm drapes across my waist, Alex's hand rests on my hip, Nick's fingers trace lazy patterns on my shoulder. The afternoon sunlight filters through the curtains, casting everything in a soft golden glow.

"This is insane," I murmur, my voice hoarse.

"Which part?" Russ asks, amusement in his tone.

"All of it." I close my eyes, feeling safe despite everything. Despite the danger, despite the uncertainty, despite not knowing what any of this means. "I should be terrified... and embarrassed."

"But you're not," Nick observes.

"No," I admit quietly. "I'm not."

Alex's thumb traces circles on my hip. "Good."

I'm starting to drift to sleep, my body heavy and satisfied, when the sound of an engine breaks through the peaceful morning.