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rested tantalizingly on her thigh, occasionally brushing against the juncture of her groin.
    Lazaro’s fingers fucked her slowly, easing in and out of her ass in excruciating increments, his hot breath tickling her ear. “Does it feel good, mi amor ?” he murmured. All she could do was nod and whimper. “Are you ready for me to fuck you yet?” he asked.
    “Oh god yes.”
    Maddox pulled away and she opened her eyes, watching him reach to the bedside table and grab a condom. A second later the scent of latex hit her nose and she heard the same crinkling sound from behind her.
    “What are you looking at?” she asked, a little disturbed by Maddox’s intent gaze.
    “I want to see your face when it happens. See how much you love it.”
    His fingertips slipped between her legs again, sinking in deep, his thumb teasing her clit. The sensation made her forget entirely what was worrying her. Then Lazaro’s arm wrapped around her and Maddox’s hand gripped her knee again, raising up her leg.
    “Open your eyes,” Maddox said. She didn’t want to. Lazaro’s cock pressed and she wasn’t sure she could take it.
    “Open your eyes,” he said again. She did. The expression she was greeted with was gentle and understanding, but did nothing to alleviate her anxiety. His fingertips teased harder at her clit and her eyelids fluttered.
    “That’s what you like, isn’t it?” She nodded, meeting his gaze. He teased her clit more. She gasped when Lazaro’s cock went deeper.
    “Let him in, sweetness. Don’t resist.”
    “Oh god, it’s too much.”
    “Let go,” he said and kissed her again. She moaned against his lips when Lazaro’s cock sunk in all the way.
    “That’s it, sweetness. My turn.”
    He lifted her thigh higher and reality became fuzzy when his cock sank into her, the idea of fullness losing all meaning because she’d surpassed logic with the two of them inside her. She wanted to climb the walls as close as she was to orgasm simply from their contact, but she couldn’t move.
    Then they started moving, slowly at first. Lazaro cautious and attentive. Maddox not so much, but his eyes wide open and locked on hers while he fucked her.
    She let out an incoherent moan, her intended words getting caught in the jumble of sensations, scrambling her mind into mush.
    Maddox grinned and cast his eyes past her at Lazaro. Lazaro’s cock surged deeper into her and she gripped the iron bars of the headboard tighter, afraid she’d crumble to bits if she let go. Lazaro’s hand slipped over her shoulder and kept going, his fingertips grazing Maddox’s jaw before two slipped between his lips. Maddox sucked them in eagerly, his eyes anchored to a spot just behind her shoulder for a moment before turning them back on her.
    His eyes tied her to reality, kept her grounded, so she stared at him the entire time, watching Lazaro’s fingers assault his mouth until Maddox had to bite to keep them still. Lazaro’s cock began its telltale spasm and his hand dropped back to her breast, squeezing. Maddox grunted and she could tell he felt it. His thrusts became deeper and more violent before his face went blank and the sweet pulsing began between her thighs, a discordant rhythm driving her to the brink.
    “You’re coming with us.” Maddox’s words sounded incongruous to the moment but his fingertips told her exactly what he meant. It didn’t take much. Her body tensed. She had nowhere to go as impaled as she was on the two of them.
    The lights flicked in that instant. She spent a surreal moment wondering whether she might have actually died. Everything tingled, though, which meant she hadn’t at least. She felt utterly depleted when they left her, their departure feeling like a scythe slicing through their deep connection. Would she ever get it back? Would it ever be that good again?
    She began to cry.
    “What is it?” Lazaro asked, wrapping his arm around her. She glanced up to see Maddox’s concerned face inches from her