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The three of them walked up to Scarlett's apartment. They didn't back off even to let her open the door, their hands wandering over her body, never touching one another, but making sure that all of her was attended to. Her knees trembled and shook. She nearly fell, but managed to get the three of them inside. Hunter was the one to shut the door and make sure it was locked and Titus was the one to lead them down to the bedroom. Anticipation tightened in Scarlett's chest. Hunter came up behind her and kissed the side of her neck, pressing the length of his body against hers. He was wearing jeans, but she could still feel his hardness against her bottom. As he lavished attention on her neck and shoulders, Titus came up before her and helped her work her shirt off over her head. Hunter's hands came up to cup her breasts. Titus drew off his own shirt and tossed it carelessly aside. Scarlett reached out to touch his bare chest. The dragon tattoo on his arm seemed to move. He grabbed her hips and pulled her and Hunter towards the bed. Behind her she felt Hunter remove his shirt and then the heat of his bare skin against her back. His belt jingled as he undid it. Shoes were kicked off. While Hunter wrestled with his pants, Titus lifted Scarlett as easily as if she weighed no more than a child and deposited her on the bed, drawing her legs around his waist. His erection pushed against the throbbing ache of her clit between her legs. He leaned down to kiss her, arms around her waist and hands pressing against her back.
The bed dipped as Hunter climbed on the other side and slipped behind her. She didn't need to look to know that he was completely naked. Titus still wore only his boxers. They didn't last for long. Scarlett used her feet to push at them until Titus understood what she was asking and removed them. Behind her, Hunter let his hands roam over her skin and nipped at the edge of her jaw. Scarlett gasped. His teeth were as sharp as they looked, but he knew how not to break the skin. He pulled her into his lap, all but sitting her on his cock, and kneaded at her breasts again. A look passed between him and Titus. Titus moved forward once more, between spread legs, and let the tip of his cock brush against Scarlett's soaking sex. She spread her legs wider and he gratefully slipped in.
Her head fell back onto Hunter's shoulder, a long groan leaving her mouth. Titus had no difficulty thrusting into her. He lowered his head to kiss down her exposed throat and further down to her breasts. Hunter moved one of his hands to let Titus wrap his lips around the peak of her nipple. His teeth worked gently at the sensitive skin and his tongue soothed it. He was tireless, but his pace was quickly wearing Scarlett out. It had been so long since she'd had sex with anyone she had almost forgotten what anything other than her own hand felt like.
Hunter made a needy noise in her ear. Scarlett turned her head to kiss him hard, pushing her tongue into his mouth and weaving her fingers into his hair. She gave Titus a gentle push on the chest. He growled deeply, but it wasn't an aggressive sound. He pulled out of her, both of them groaning, and let Hunter lift her onto him. Titus got to his knees and put his hands on Scarlett's hips, then buried his face between her thighs. Between the angle of Hunter's thrusts and the scrape of Titus' tongue over her clit, it wasn't long before she could feel her body tightening in the familiar signs of an orgasm.
Hunter was struggling, but he found a pace that suited them both, not too fast but not too slow, and plenty hard. Scarlett listened with satisfaction to the thump of her bed against the wall as Hunter pounded into her. Her hands roamed over Titus' shoulders, then up to grab two fistfuls of his hair and hold him exactly where she wanted him. When she managed to glance down to where the three of their bodies joined the sight of them both fucking her nearly shoved her into her orgasm. As it was she barely managed to hold out for a few more seconds until Hunter choked out, “I'm gonna come.” He came very quickly after that. As far as warnings went it wasn't the best, but Scarlett wasn't in a place to complain. She was wordless as her own orgasm washed over her in heavy, deep waves that left her breathless and her chest and lungs aching from lack of air. It took precious few seconds for her to finally heave a great breath into the straining organs, her chest feeling like it was on fire until enough air circulated through her body. Her heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst right out from behind her ribs.
From between her legs Titus laughed. “I thought you'd have more stamina than that, wolf,” he said.
“Fuck off,” Hunter replied breathlessly. He gently pulled out of her, groaning, and Scarlett whimpered at the loss of contact, but it didn't last for long. Before she could pull a proper breath of air into her lungs Titus had thrust into her again, burying himself as deeply as he could. Hunter held her steady as Titus fucked her, his hair falling into his face. His breathing was short, but it was clear that he wasn't having anywhere near as much trouble as Hunter had.
Scarlett sighed with delight. Hunter chuckled in her ear and reached around to rub her clit. He still had a semi-erection that pressed enticingly against her arse. She wasn't sure where to put her hands as her second orgasm built, but she ended up grabbing the back of Titus' neck and the meat of Hunter's thigh, letting her moans fill the room. She heard a shaky moan fall from Titus' throat then felt him spill inside her. He slowed his thrusts, but it was several seconds before he pulled out.
Scarlett could hardly move, but the boys recovered quickly. Titus cleaned up the mess their clothes had made and Hunter found tissues to clean up both himself and Scarlett. Without making Scarlett leave the bed he eased the blankets out from under her, discarding the top layer which definitely needed a wash, and tucked her in before sliding in behind her. Titus finished cleaning, then turned off the light and joined them, leaving Scarlett sandwiched between two hot, hard bodies. They all smelled of sweat and sex. Scarlett pushed her damp hair off her forehead and snuggled into Titus' chest. Hunter scooted forward to accommodate, leaving next to no space between them all.
“I want to go to the country house,” Scarlett mumbled sleepily. She heard Titus say okay before she fell asleep.