Love in the Mix (Love in the Mix #1)

Chapter 11

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LUNA

F uck me. I’m having the time of my life. I already had two absolutely amazing orgasms, and no one has even fucked me yet.

I never expected that agreeing to play the anti-Valentine’s Day bash would lead to such an unforgettable night, but I don’t mind one bit. Expectations don’t mean dick when dick’s involved. Jeri always said that to me, but I don’t think she meant it positively.

The night, the crowd, and now the men have completely blown away my expectations. Jesus, what have I gotten myself into? A threesome? Really? Me? Who am I? Do I care? Even if I did, when have I ever just let myself live? So this threesome… this is for me. Happy Valentine’s Day to me, two dicks in a box.

Finally settling into their penthouse suite, it feels as if we zapped the energy from the room. I look between the two of them while they look at each other.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, you can’t be shy now,” I tell them incredulously. It’s as if they’re still afraid to touch me. Well, fuck that. I know what I want and I’m going to get it.

I push the thin straps of my dress off my shoulders and move deeper into the room. Huge floor to ceiling windows overlook Seattle. They have two bedrooms, a full kitchen, and an incredible view of the entire city. I wonder if anyone will see if we fuck against the glass… Decisions, decisions.

“I’m definitely not shy,” Bas murmurs.

“Oh yeah, pretty boy? Prove it,” I challenge him, eyebrows raised. The shock that registers on his face is worth the boldness. It just makes me smirk, eyes shifting to Xavier. His approach is quick and makes me take a step back before I can stop myself. My back suddenly presses against the cool window. The chill of the glass crawls up my spine as goosebumps appear down my arms. He crowds against me, using his hips to pin me to the glass.

“Last chance, baby girl,” he warns me, fingers dragging my dress up my sides. “Tell me you want us. Let us defile you, baby. Give us tonight.” Staring deep into his eyes, I nod once.

“Oh, no, princess. Use your words… I need to hear you say it,” Bas says so close that I jump. I’m so caught up in Xavier’s gaze that I never felt him move in.

I gulp, shifting between the two of them. Feeling insecurity creeping in, I quickly say, “I want you both. I want this.”

The tension finally snaps. Xavier’s mouth is on mine and my feet leave the ground, moving to circle his hips. Before I can even breathe, my eyes slide shut and my fingers instantly tangle in his curly black hair. Using his scalp as an anchor, I pull his lips harder against mine, all teeth and tongue. His kiss lights a fire in me. It’s messy, unhinged, and I fucking love it.