Page 41 of Misfit

Drake laughed coldly. “I’m going to teach you a little bit about edging, Hiro.” Drake stood and circled him like a shark, tracing a finger over his naked chest.

“No,” Hiro groaned in protest. Likely at the thought of having to hold back. Drake froze, eyes snapping to Hiro’s.

“Did you just tell me no?” Hiro swallowed hard and looked down.

“Sorry, Daddy.” Drake forced him to look up with a finger under his chin before claiming his mouth. The kiss wasn’t sweet, but brutal and demanding, taking everything Hiro offered and swallowing it down. I bit my lip as heat pooled between my thighs, and I had to clench them together. My pussy was aching at the sight of them.

When Drake pulled away, he glanced at me, smirking at how much they were affecting me.

“It looks like our girl likes to watch. Do you think she’d like to watch me fuck you, Hiro? Or maybe I should tell you how to fuck her? That’s a hard choice.” He tapped his chin as he studied us, knowing damn well we were loving being dominated. “You know what, I think I’ve got an idea. Lay on the bed, Harlow, spread your legs.” I didn’t hesitate to do as Drake told me, stretching out and letting my legs fall open.

Hiro licked his lips as he took me in, squeezing his cock to calm himself down again.

“Use your tongue on her,” Drake continued. Hiro settled between my thighs and licked a stripe over my pussy. “Do it like you mean it!” Drake barked out the order. Hiro groaned before diving back in, this time not holding back on me. He sucked hard on my clit before teasing into my core. “Two fingers inside of her. Stretch her out as you work her with your mouth.”

Hearing Drake talk like that, telling Hiro what to do, was almost as fucking amazing as having Hiro’s mouth on me. I was already so turned on it didn’t take much for him to bring me my first orgasm.

“Curl your fingers slightly,” Drake purred in his ear. The moment he followed the direction, I lost it, my pussy clenching around his fingers as I came undone, crying out their names.

I was still breathing heavily when Drake crawled on the bed and hovered over me, kissing me roughly as his fingers slid over my skin. My hips rocked forward despite just coming, begging him for more, and he didn’t hold back. His fingers swirled over my clit in a punishing rhythm. There was no choice but to follow his lead, my body shattering again with a few touches. I’d never come this easily in my life. I was sensitive, my pussy now aching in the best way.

“On your knees, Harlow,” Drake ordered as he pulled away. Again, I followed the order, flipping over and laying my face on the mattress, ass in the air. “Hiro, fuck our girl.”

“Yes Daddy,” Hiro said as he settled behind me, his cock toying with my entrance before he pushed forward. He was slow this time, his breath coming out in small pants as he tried to force himself not to come already.

Hiro stilled inside of me for a moment, his head resting on my spine as he breathed in and out in an attempt to keep his control.

“You feel so fucking good, Harlow,” he bit out.

Drake slid his hands down my body, then to Hiro’s. “Take her, Hiro. Fuck her hard and fast until you fill her with your cum.”

“Yes Daddy,” Hiro breathed out, pulling back before slamming forward hard enough my fingers gripped at the sheets. Strong hands tightened on my hips as he held me in place, fucking me as our boyfriend had ordered him to. I glanced back in time to see Drake forcing Hiro’s head to the side, claiming his mouth roughly as he encouraged him to keep fucking me.

Hiro was wound so tight it wasn’t long before he was coming. His hands were bruising me, and I felt him tense before he was crying out our names in a broken voice. He collapsed on me, both of us trying to catch our breaths. But Drake was relentless, shifting Hiro off me and ordering me to my feet.

I nearly collapsed on my wobbly legs. Drake took my place, propping himself on the pillows next to Hiro and gesturing for me to join him.

That wasn’t an offer I would ignore. Especially when he looked that fucking good, his muscled body glistening and pierced cock jutting in the air.

I climbed on the bed and straddled him, sinking down on his cock slowly so I would feel every fucking stud of his piercings. They hit me in all the right places. I was so sensitive from everything we’d done so far.

“Ride me, Harlow. Eyes on, Hiro.” Drake’s demand had me glancing to our boyfriend. He was sprawled out on the bed, already stroking his cock. I kept my gaze locked on his as I braced my hands on Drake’s chest, grinding my hips over him. My legs were already shaking, and my mouth fell open as I neared another orgasm. I knew this one would be intense and tried to slow but Drake refused, taking over and guiding my hips with his hands. My stomach clenched as my legs clamped around him, my orgasm slamming through me so harshly all I could do was scream. I was overly sensitive, and it was bordering on too much to handle.

“My turn,” Drake growled before I even came down from that high. He let his demon take over slightly, body changing with it, and his strength now enough to lift me and slam me down on his cock until he was coming. He let out a low growl that had a shiver of pleasure racing down my spine.

By the time I collapsed on top of Drake, I was shaking, but sated. I never had more than one man at once but being with the two of them was amazing and definitely worth the wait.

ChapterSixteen

Harlow

Thursday Afternoon

Third Floor

I’d met Drake’s mom several times before now but this time it felt different. She was moving to our floor, would be a bigger part of our lives, and part of me was afraid she’d start to hate me. I didn’t exactly have the best family memories on my side. My dad sold me. My grandmother thought I was possessed and abused me in more ways than I could even count. Having Drake’s mom like me was important to me.

I hit the elevator button as I bounced on my feet. Roman wrapped his hand around mine to calm me but when the elevator opened, he used it to yank me back.