she was going to fall, but before she could, they laid her on her back. Orion sat on his knees by her calves, his fingers drawing circles on her thigh.
“Tell us how far to go,” he murmured, looking at her with intense blue-green eyes. “Tell us how to love you, to make you feel better.”
She looked at Crux and Sterling, both crouching on either side of her, their eyes filled with compassion and want, and she answered as honestly as she could. “I don’t know.”
She might have been embarrassed, but Orion said, “That’s alright, we’ll take it slow. You tell us to stop if you want to, and we’ll stop immediately. I promise.”
“I believe you,” she said, and she meant it.
Orion’s full lips split into a smile that made her stomach flutter. “I’m glad.”
He hooked his fingers in the sides of her panties and drew them slowly down her legs. She felt heat rush to her cheeks again, embarrassed by how wet she knew she was from the drugs.
Orion’s voice was husky when he spoke. “Look how wet you are, sweetheart. So pretty and pink.” He pushed gently on her knees and she parted her legs. She expected him to flip her over onto her stomach and fuck her, and a part of her wouldn’t necessarily mind that because she was so tightly wound from the drugs that all she wanted was to have sex. But when she felt Orion’s tongue stroke across her swollen clit, she gasped and sat up, bumping her shoulders against Sterling and Crux.
“What are you doing?” she panted.
Orion raised a brow. “Tasting you.” He licked his lips with a smile. “You taste delicious. You’ve never done this before?”
“No.” She shook her head. “I’ve never, um, climaxed.”
Her mind immediately thought of the few times when she’d felt pleasure begin to bloom inside her. It was as if Byron had been able to tell that she was starting to feel good because he would hurt her immediately by hitting or choking her, and the pleasure would disappear.
Crux slipped his hand behind her neck and massaged lightly. “There’s no pain or fear here. We just want to make you feel good.”
Resolving that she would not think about Byron or her past any more that night, she eased back to the bed and lifted her hands to Crux and Sterling’s shoulders. Orion’s tongue touched her clit again and she breathed out a sigh as she widened her legs further.
Her hands slid up their arms and across their shoulders where she ran her hands through their hair. Crux’s hair was dark blond and cut short, and slipped through her fingers like silk. Sterling’s hair was brown and buzzed on the sides, tickling her fingers as she stroked over his ear.
Sterling’s large hand rested on her stomach and slid up to her breast, his thumb brushing across her tight nipple. As he bent his head to kiss it, Crux kissed her lips, his hand still massaging her neck. The lips of her sex were spread open; Orion sucked her clit into his mouth and her back arched, her hips pressing up towards his mouth. His finger circled the entrance to her body and she moaned into Crux’s mouth. Orion’s finger was thick but slid easily through her wetness and into her body. He rubbed the walls of her pussy, and her belly clenched. Small panting cries seeped from her throat and Crux groaned, leaving her mouth and kissing across her cheek to her ear. He licked the shell of her ear and whispered, “Come for us, Sydney, let go and let us love you.”
Her legs tensed and her body clenched as Orion sucked on her clit like it was his favorite piece of candy, his finger rubbing ceaselessly inside her. Warmth filled her and she threw her head back into the mattress with a loud moan as pleasure flowed through her. Orion’s finger slipped out of her and he released her clit, licking the sensitive bud with slow strokes.
Sterling and Crux moved away slightly when the bed shifted as Orion moved over her. She gripped his
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