“Truth or fuck, Damon.” Hawk leans back and runs his hand down my spine. A shiver runs through me and I glance at him. He smirks but doesn’t look away from Damon.
“I’m always down to fuck.” Damon glances down at the juncture of my legs. I’m wearing jeans. I figured whatever we did would be in the privacy of his room, so it didn’t matter what I wore. Eventually they’d just strip me naked. But if we decided to go for a ride, jeans wouldn’t complicate matters.
Down here though, a skirt would have been more accessible for this game. But how was I supposed to know we’d be playinga game where our parents might wander down to find out what we’re up to? My cheeks heat.
“Mia, Olivia, Evan.” Hawk smirks.
“Not even a choice. Fuck Evan. Marry Evan. And kill Olivia and Mia.”
“That’s not how the game works,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest.
Damon leans forward and his heated eyes meet mine. “Then dare me.”
I glance at Hawk, and he’s contemplating.
“Dress Evan how you wish she’d dress tonight.” Hawk arches his eyebrow when I glare at him.
Damon stands and wipes his hands on his athletic pants. “Be right back.”
He disappears up the stairs.
“This might take a minute.” Cam grabs me and pulls me onto his lap. “So we have some time, goody. Or should I say wifey.”
Laughing, I lean back against him and turn to ask. “What did you have in mind?”
“Something that would get you in trouble if your mother came home early.” He undoes my jeans, and I suck in a breath.
“It’s not fun if it’s not dangerous, baby girl.” Hawk grabs my legs and pulls them across his thighs, tipping me onto Cam’s lap.
Cam lowers me so I’m laying across both of their legs. “Perfect.”
He tugs my shirt up and draws the cup of my bra down before leaning over and sucking on my nipple. Heat floods me.
“Cam,” I scold quietly, but my hand tangles in his hair to keep him there. His tongue is wicked, and the way he sucks on me makes my pussy throb.
Hawk tugs my jeans down over my hips. Making an indignant noise, I try to lift my head to tell him to stop. I don’t really want to be naked in the basement.
“You have to change for the dare anyway, baby girl.” Hawk’s smile is mischievous, as he drops my jeans on the floor and shifts until my parted legs are around him. I bite my lip. I should really stop this before they get me in trouble.
But when Cam sucks harder, I stop fighting. Some rational part of my brain is still working. The likelihood of our parents coming home anytime soon is fairly low. It’s probable Damon would intervene if necessary as he’s upstairs.
Hawk tugs my panties to the side and lifts my hips. He latches on to my pussy with his mouth. I close my eyes and give into the overwhelming feeling of Cam and Hawk touching me. Sparks flood my system until I feel like I’m glowing from the inside out.
When Hawk thrusts his fingers into me, I moan. I love how they fuck me. Cam trails kisses up my neck before claiming my mouth. His fingers tweak my hardened nipples, sending a bolt of need through me. Hawk’s tongue strokes my clit in time with his fingers stroking in and out, pushing me higher.
I’m a live wire ready to explode. Cam slides his tongue against mine as his fingers pinch my nipples. Hawk sucks on my clit and adds another finger to his thrusting. It’s too much, and I moan my release into Cam’s mouth as it buzzes through me. Hawk drags his fingers out and licks them off.
When Cam helps me sit up, Hawk grabs the back of my neck and kisses me. I can taste myself on his tongue and lips. I wrap my hand around the back of his neck to keep him from stopping.
I can’t do much with my bandaged hand. It’s difficult to remember where we are and what we’re doing when all I want to do is take them in me and be what they need. To never stop this pleasure. When I start to straddle Hawk’s lap more, Cam clears his throat.
“Stand, goody.”
I pull away from Hawk’s lips to focus on Cam, but he nods behind me. I turn and see Damon sitting on the chair, watching with a smirk on his face.
“Come here, little devil.”
I stand and glance toward the staircase leading upstairs. Fuck, I didn’t even hear him come down. He could have been anyone. I should be embarrassed, but I can’t seem to care beyond what they can do to me.