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  She spun on her heel. “I’ll be right back.”

  She zipped to her room and lotioned her body, then threw the towel aside to grab the dress she’d intended to wear. Yanking on a thong with one hand, she struggled to get her hair into some semblance of order with the other. In the end, she opted to pin it at the back of her head, stick a barrette in it, and call it a day.

  When she returned to the living room, she went barefoot. No sense putting on shoes when they weren’t going out, and she had nothing but the stylish heels the guys seemed to think were impractical. Two sets of eyes watched her as if she were prey crossing the living room to the table.

  “Here’s a listing of restaurants that deliver,” she announced, “or did you have a specific place for us to order from?”

  Birk strode over to her and took the listing from her hand. He laid it on the table and ran his fingers along her hip. “I preferred the towel—easier to remove—but the dress molds to your curves just right. This, however, won’t do.”

  She stood there stunned when he reached up to her hair and took out the barrette and pins she had painstakingly put in.

  “I like your hair down. You’ll wear it that way for me?” He angled his mouth above hers, tempting her beyond reason. What the heck else was she going to say?

  “Of course,” she said in a breathy whisper.

  “Good girl.” Birk led her to the couch, where Kotori had taken a seat. He guided her to sit beside his friend, and then he took the spot on her other side. “Let’s discuss things.”

  She raised her brows, peering from one to the other. “Things?”

  Kotori nodded. “We need to know what you like, what you don’t. Is there anything off-limits?”

  Birk cut in with a hand on her inner thigh. He slid it higher until goose bumps rose on the sensitive skin, and she squirmed beneath his touch. “Are you a virgin or experienced?”

  That question took her by surprise, not because she didn’t think it should matter, but because Birk seemed excited with the prospect of her answer. She couldn’t tell if he hoped she’d done it, or if he preferred her as a virgin so he could teach her.

  She tried looking as self-assured as possible, crossing one leg over the other and taking up her wineglass for a sip. She leaned back, swirling the contents, and kept her attention on the burgundy liquid. “I’m not a virgin, but I’ve only been with one man.”

  Kotori closed the space between them until his massive thigh touched hers. Shiya’s breath hitched, and her heart tried jumping from her chest. So much for appearing calm.

  Her dark soon-to-be lover took the glass from her trembling fingers and raised her hand to nip her inner wrist. “Do you like to be spanked?”

  She shivered. “I think I might like it. I haven’t officially had it done.”

  “And what about anal?” Birk suggested. “Do you like it?”

  “I’ve never tried it.”

  Birk undid the buttons on her dress and let it gap open a bit, revealing that she had elected not to wear a bra. He skimmed his hand over her nipple, pebbling the little bud. “And?” he demanded.

  “I think I might try. I-I admit I’m nervous.”

  “We will teach you,” Kotori assured her. “Oral?”

  “Oh yes, giving and receiving.”

  “Mm, Shiya, you are a perfect little human, aren’t you?” The deep rumble in Birk’s voice washed over her. She leaned back against him, while Kotori pushed her dress up her thighs. Her pussy clenched knowing soon he would not only see it but touch her in the most intimate of ways.

  Wait, did he call me a perfect little human?

  Kotori’s finger flicked her clit, swollen behind the material of her thong. She moaned.

  “Easy, my friend,” Birk told Kotori. “Shiya is different. We have to be sure about her.”

  She raised her chin to meet Birk’s gaze. “I’m sure.”

  He kissed her, threading his tongue into her mouth. She parted her lips wider and tasted him with greedy hunger. Birk pulled her hand up to push into his hair. The murmur of sound he made with his throat didn’t seem humanly possible. He liked her stroking her fingers through his locks.

  Kotori tucked his hands under her knees and jerked her forward a little. The movement broke her and Birk’s kiss, and she looked over at him. Kotori’s unhappiness was clear at being told to wait while Birk went ahead and kissed her. She leaned up on her knees and gave him the same treatment. Their tongues met and curled together. Kotori’s was so big it filled her mouth and sent tingles of pleasure to her core.

  Unlike Kotori, Birk waited until they were done before he continued. The tent in his pants only belied his patient attitude. He drew her away from Kotori to sit down.

  “Baby, my friend likes it rough. To please you, he can tone it way down.”

  Birk eyed Kotori. “But on the way over here, he also told me of your reaction when he pinched your nipple on the trail.”

  “Damn, do y’all tell each other everything?”

  Birk whipped her onto his lap and raised her dress up to her waist. “Isn’t it important for us to know if you like a little pain?”

  That made her nervous, and a bit intrigued. She scooted off Birk’s lap and stood up. Both men followed her movements as she raised the dress over her head and tossed it aside. She liked her figure okay because she worked to keep it, and her breasts were on the upper side of a C cup.

  Both Birk and Kotori stared at her breasts, and then Kotori swore. She glanced at him and smiled. He’d noticed her thong panties. She turned to the side and let him look.

  “All the way,” Birk commanded.

  Okay, Kotori might like it rough, but Birk enjoyed giving orders. She spun for him and waited for his approval.

  “Take them off.”

  She put her hands to the band.

  “No, wait.”

  She peered over her shoulder at him. Birk stood and loosened his belt. Her gaze flew to his face.

  “Do you or don’t you like it rough, Shiya? We need to know now before we start. We will always take our cues from you, and if you tell us to stop, we will, but if you say you’re open to anything, we will do anything and everything in our enjoyment of that lovely body. Do you understand?”

  She licked her lips. “I understand. I want all you have to offer me. If I don’t like it, you’ll know. But . . .” She hesitated.

  Birk waited for her to speak again.

  “I don’t know you that well. I want to, but can we take it a little slower tonight?” She thought they would balk, but Birk held his hands out. She turned and took a few tentative steps toward him. He kissed her shoulder and her neck. His fingers skimmed over her hips, and he drew her closer until their bodies just touched. Kotori stood up and walked around behind her. When he dropped to his knees and pulled her thong down over her legs, her anticipation grew, but when he parted her cheeks and gave her a kiss back there, she went up to her toes and gasped.

  “Mm, you like that,” Birk whispered in her ear as if he knew what Kotori did. He nibbled her earlobe and sucked the skin at her neck between his lips. At the same time, he cupped her breasts and weighted them in his hands.

  Behind her, Kotori rimmed her anus with a wet thumb and pushed against the barrier. She moaned, closing her eyes and clutching at Birk’s shoulders. Weren’t they going to take this slow?

  In unison, both men stood back and removed the rest of their clothing. Shiya took her turn gawking at their incredible bodies. Skin drawn taut over sculpted muscle extended into the valleys and plains that made these men. Not an ounce of fat or imperfection met her hungry gaze. She took her time taking in Birk’s chest down to his abs, all carved muscle. She continued down, and her mouth watered. His cock jutted from his body, reaching out toward her. The rigid shaft had to be a good eight inches with solid thickness. Her hands itched to hold him and play to her heart’s content, but she spun to check out Kotori.

  Like Birk, Kotori was built. The man towered above her, all chisel
ed steel. His wide chest tapered to narrow hips, and his abs couldn’t get any more developed, with an eight-pack. When her gaze reached his cock, though, she shoved a fist into her mouth and just stared. Kotori’s sheer girth would mean pain when he first entered her, and that was for sure. She swallowed. What caused her to sigh, somewhat in relief, was his length, not quite all that Birk sported. Oh, but with how fat it is, he’ll kill me.

  “Don’t be afraid, Shiya,” Birk said, pulling her to face him. “Kotori knows how to use it. He grabbed his own cock and stroked. “And so do I.” He caressed her cheek with one finger and ran it over her mouth. He pushed the digit between her lips, and she knew what would come next. “Now, get on your knees and please your lovers.”

  When she didn’t move right away, Kotori gave her ass a swat. She jumped from the sting, more shocking than it had been when Birk spanked her.

  “Now,” Birk ordered.

  Kotori dropped a pillow from the couch on the floor for her to kneel on, and she sank to her knees. Birk spread his legs, still holding his cock in his hand. He grasped her chin, raised it, and tapped her lips with the tip. “Open.”

  She did as he wanted, and right away, the salty tang of precome coated her tongue. She licked more beading at the head, and Birk moaned. When she took him into her mouth, he knotted his fingers into her hair and slowly drove himself deeper, and then pulled back. He pushed in once more and then withdrew. Shiya took as much as she could, but Birk was too long to take all of him, and she knew nothing of deep throating a man.

  After she’d been sucking Birk for a while, Kotori stood beside his friend. Birk slipped free of her mouth, and she looked up at her other lover. There was no way she could get him into her mouth.

  “Suck it, Shiya,” Birk commanded.

  She leaned in and licked the tip. A hiss escaped between Kotori’s teeth. She opened as wide as she could, but only the thick head slid past her lips. She gave him a hard suck, and a grunt tore from Kotori.

  “Mm, yes, like that. Don’t stop.”

  She took him into her hands and wrapped her fingers around his girth. Licking along the sides pleased him, so she explored lower. Remembering how he liked it rough, she tried giving his thin skin a tiny nibble, just enough to sting but not hurt. Kotori almost roared his pleasure.

  Not to leave her first lover in the cold, she began stroking his cock while still licking and sucking Kotori. She massaged Birk’s balls and then switched from one man to the other, back and forth. With the two men standing on each side of her, she brought their cocks close, but not touching, and licked both at the same time. She sucked on one head and then the other. Then she took a little of each on the sides of her mouth, placing pressure on their staffs with her lips. Birk and Kotori moaned her name and tilted their heads back.

  Shiya raised Birk’s cock and licked her way down from the tip to the base, following the bulging vein running its length. She switched to Kotori and turned her head sideways to give an open-mouth kiss that slid from the top all the way down his massive shaft. She gave him a small nip and then brought both shaft heads to her mouth to suck again.

  Kotori twitched. He grabbed the back of her head and held it, so she knew he didn’t want her to take him out of her mouth again. Building a steady rhythm, she pushed her tongue against the bottom side of their cocks and brought her lips down on top. Kotori twitched a second time, and she had seconds to realize what it meant before her mouth flooded with his come.

  The thick liquid pooled on her tongue, and she swallowed it as more squirted on her cheek. Kotori had scarcely finished coming when Birk joined him.

  Shiya didn’t get to drink his because Birk pushed her back and took his cock from her mouth. He lowered it and let the cream shoot out onto her breasts while he watched. When he was done, he disappeared into the bathroom and came back with a towel to clean her off.

  “Now, on the couch,” he instructed.

  She climbed up and lay on her back. Kotori stood beside her and placed a hand on her knee to pull her legs apart. She took in his beautiful body and marveled at how he’d already begun to grow hard again. Birk positioned himself at the end of the chair, facing her. He hoisted her hips and propped her ass on a pillow. Shiya bit her lip. Her pussy clenched in anticipation. She already knew she was drenched down there, and they were about to help it along.

  Chapter Five

  Birk was the first to dip his head between her legs. She moaned when his tongue teased her clit. He flicked it and circled the small bud, then sucked it into his mouth. Shiya shoved a fist between her lips and thrashed at the sensations. Kotori laid a heavy hand on her belly to hold her down.

  “I think she likes it,” he commented. His voice, deep and scratchy as if he weren’t used to using it, made her look at him, but Kotori had already dropped to his knees and lowered his head as well. He thrust Birk back, and she thought they might get into a scuffle, but Birk gave his friend space.

  Kotori used his wide tongue to swipe her pussy from the base to the top. He didn’t linger at her clit, but went down a second time to delve between her folds. She screamed in pleasure and tried to raise her pussy toward him. The hand he used to keep her immobile checked all movements.

  “Kotori,” she moaned.

  Her lover gazed up at her, his eyes narrowed, and she saw the danger in the depths, just as she’d seen when she first met him. His hunger seemed to stretch out to engulf her. Leaning over her side, he grasped both her legs and thrust them higher. The shift caused her folds to separate, and he grunted at the sight. He licked her again, making sounds with his mouth that made her dizzy.

  “Switch places with me,” Birk asked Kotori, and they swapped, with Kotori down below and Birk at her side. As soon as he was in position, Birk placed a thumb at the top of her pussy, just above the hood covering her clit, and he massaged the area in a circle. Shiya squirmed.

  “W-What are you doing?” she whimpered.

  Birk didn’t pause in his ministrations. He kept his thumb moving and bent to begin sucking her clit again. Kotori joined him with sticking his tongue up her channel. The two areas pleasured at the same time had Shiya crying out their names, and when her first orgasm came, it exploded with such power, vibrations pulsed through her entire being.

  When she calmed, Birk and Kotori sat up. Birk rubbed her belly. “Good?”

  “Yes,” she murmured because she had no strength to speak louder.

  Birk stood. “I think I’d like to continue this in that Jacuzzi you have in there.” He raised his brow. “Are you game?”

  Was he kidding? “Yes.”

  Birk instructed her to get it ready, and she left the room to do his bidding. Behind her, she heard them whispering and wondered what they were talking about, but it didn’t matter. So far, sharing two men was incredible, and she wanted everything else it came along with.

  She ran the water in the large round tub and added a generous amount of bubble bath. When the men came in, Birk laid something on the sink, and then the two of them offered her a hand to help her up the step and into the tub. She settled in the warm depths and watched with interest as each man came in after her.

  Birk moved to one side of the tub, while Kotori occupied the side opposite. Shiya took up space between the two of them. Her foot brushed a hard leg, and she used it to run up and down the length, watching for whichever man it was. Kotori’s hands snaked out, and he drew her to him. His lips claimed her mouth in a rough kiss. When he let her up for a breath of air, he moved his hands from her waist to her nipples and pinched. She moaned at the sweet agony and arched into his touch.

  “Come here, Shiya,” Birk said. Kotori released her, and she answered Birk’s call, waiting in front of him. He took the sponge on the side of the tub, along with shower gel and squeezed some out. Once the sponge softened with suds, he handed it to her. “Wash me.”

  Shiya didn’t hesitate. Running the sponge over his skin turned her on, especially when she got to clean his chest, trace the shape of h
is big shoulders and muscular arms. She dipped beneath the water’s surface, and Birk snagged her wrist to make her wash his cock. A ping of desire stirred between her legs each time he guided her hand up and down the length of his shaft. When she thought it couldn’t possibly need any more, Birk took the sponge from her hand and wrapped her fingers around his cock. The throbbing hardness attested to him being ready to take her, and she wished he would do it now.

  “Wash Kotori,” he ordered.

  In part, the command disappointed her. She wanted to be taken, and from the light in Birk’s eyes, he knew it as well. He held back, and she knew he did it on purpose. She considered two playing that game, but obeyed him instead. She liked how things were going so far. Challenging her lovers with her strong will could come another night.

  Kotori’s body excited her the same as Birk’s did. Just like his friend, he guided her in washing his cock, but he took the sponge from her fingers right away. She had to clean his taut bronzed skin with her hands from the start. When she finished with his cock, Kotori placed her hand on his balls and covered it with his own. He made her squeeze, and he covered her mouth, growling between kisses.

  “Why do I have the feeling you can never get enough?” she asked him.

  He raised her at the hips out of the water, and goose bumps formed on her skin from the chill air. With amazing strength, Kotori held her in front of him and sucked her clit. She braced herself on his shoulders, crying out. He stuck his tongue up her channel and wiggled it around. Trembling in her limbs left her weak. She held on, at his mercy until he had his fill.

  Just before Shiya reached a second orgasm, Kotori leaned back. She could have wept. He let her down slowly, and behind her Birk stood. He reached for a condom packet, which was the thing he’d placed on the sink. After ripping the plastic open, he rolled the covering onto his cock. He crooked a finger in her direction. “Come here.”

  When she reached him, he lifted her up to the edge of the tub and parted her thighs. Shiya panted and braced herself, hands at her sides.