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“Yes, we’re going to play the game of how many times can I force you to come before you pass out from exhaustion and pleasure. Now get back into position,” he ordered.

A thrill travelled down my spine. I wasn’t sure I wanted to know what my body would feel like after this game, but I was keen to play.

“Oh shit! Yes, you fucking asshole. Suck my cock,” Rook yelled before I could get into position. His back arched off the bed, and I knew he was coming. “You weren’t supposed to make me come that fast,” he bit out as Rhys slowly lifted his head with a grin.

“Aye, but I know ya can keep it up, and why should Eley be da only one forced ta play da game? I tink dis be fair.”

“Prick,” Rook said, and I jerked as he dove back into my womanhood like he was eager to see how fast he could make me come again.

Rhys’s eyes found mine, and I decided I wanted to learn his skill. To have that kind of power over either of their bodies was thrilling. He straddled Rook’s body and got up on his knees so he could look me in the eyes. Our noses touched as he leaned in towards me.

“Mmm, ya smell so good,” Rhys said, and gently nipped at my lower lip.

Rhys cupped my face kissing me deeply. I could taste Rook on his tongue. I moaned into his mouth and wanted to know what he tasted like. Would it be the same or different from Rook? My panting got heavier, and it was as if Rhys was feasting off the noise as he continued to kiss me hard.

My lips felt puffy, and my head was spinning when I broke the kiss. It was so beautifully sexy, commanding, and yet somehow sweet. He pulled away, and I wanted to reach out, grab him and tell him not to leave, but he turned around and bent over before I could form words.

“Eley, would’a do me a favour?” Rhys asked.

I tried to answer, but Rook picked that moment to add a finger to what he was doing, and I could only gasp and nod. Rhys pointed to the metal piece that was poking out of his arse.

“Can ya pull dat out fir me?”

Reaching out, I grabbed the small silver piece and began to pull. It was much harder to remove than I thought it would be. Rhys didn’t seem to mind, though, and groaned the entire time.

“Oh, dat be amazin’. Play wit it a little,” he said. “Like push it in and out.”

My movement was tentative at first, but the groaning sounds he made and him wiggling closer to me gave me more courage.

“Yes, Eley, jus like dat.” Rhys’s voice was rough as he rocked into me.

Gripping the metal tighter, I picked up the pace, and soon the thick piece of metal was sliding in and out of his arse. I loved the sounds he was making and that I was causing it. My passion began to soar once more.

“Okay, yeah, better take it out before I come,” Rhys said.

I was tempted to keep going to see how much longer it would take to make him lose control, but my body was beginning to twitch as Rook pushed another finger inside me. Before I forgot what I was supposed to do, I pulled the silver out and handed it over.

“Tanks,” Rhys said and took it from me. I was suddenly curious to try another time.

The release Rook built within me made my body shake.

Rhys chose that moment to return, and I stared as he rubbed a clear liquid all over Rook’s still, very hard cock. I knew from experience how many times the man could come in a night.

What shocked me was when Rhys stood on the bed and faced me. His cock was in my face but just out of reach without leaving the pleasure of Rook’s mouth. Rhys straddled Rook’s legs and lowered himself until he hovered over his body. I understood then that the silver thing was some toy to warm him up before he did this.

The sight of him gripping Rook in his hand and the deep, manly noises of pleasure that Rhys made as he sank down on that huge cock were a jolt to my system, and my release raced towards completion.

My eyes were glued to where the two men were joined and Rhys’s hand on his own shaft. I thought I couldn’t see a sexier sight than these men without their clothes, but this image was at the top of my list.

“Ya like dat, do ya?” Rhys asked, and my eyes flicked up to stare into his. “Ya like ta watch,” he said, and I swallowed hard. “Din’t be ashamed.”

He beckoned me closer, and I leaned forward so he could wrap his hand in my hair.

“Din’t ever be ashamed of watchin’ or doin’ whateva ya want with us,” he said and kissed me hard. Our tongues battled as we tasted one another.

The power in the room surged brighter like it was encouraging us to continue and complete the union. All I could picture was having them both inside me, and I whimpered into Rhys’s mouth.

Rhys began to move on Rook, still kissing me. Unable to help myself, I grabbed Rhys’s hand as he stroked his cock. He changed our hands so that mine was touching him, and he gripped my hand tight. It seemed like it would be too much pressure, but Rhys squeezed my hand tighter. The feel of him sliding under my fingers was beyond anything words could describe.