Mag-log inThe dual sensation—Kane’s tongue and fingers between my legs, Silas’s mouth on my chest—made a broken sob spill out of me.Riot shifted higher, knelt beside my head, and freed himself from his jeans. He was thick, heavy, already leaking at the tip. He didn’t ask. He just guided the head of his cock to my lips.“Open for me, little bird.”I did. He pushed in slow, not deep at first, letting me feel the weight of him on my tongue. The taste of clean skin and salt filled my mouth. Kane added a third finger and curled them, pressing against that spot inside me that made my thighs shake. Silas bit down gently on my nipple at the exact same time.I came hard.The orgasm ripped through me with no warning. My cunt clamped down on Kane’s fingers. My cry was muffled around Riot’s cock. My whole body locked and then shuddered in waves while they held me through it—Kane’s mouth still working my clit, Silas’s hands pinning my wrists above my head, Riot’s cock sliding deeper every time I gasped.T
He broke the kiss just enough to speak against my mouth.“Been like this since yesterday, haven’t you?”I nodded. I couldn’t lie when his hand was under my clothes.He dragged his thumb over my nipple through the thin fabric and my hips moved on their own, grinding down on his thigh. The friction was exact and mean. I bit my lip to stay quiet.The storage room door opened again.Knox stood there.He didn’t look surprised. He looked like he had been waiting for exactly this.Riven didn’t take his hand off me. He didn’t step back. He just turned his head enough to look at Knox over his shoulder, his body still pinning me to the shelves.Knox’s eyes dropped to where Riven’s hand disappeared under my shirt, then lower, to the way I was still pressed against Riven’s thigh.“Started without me,” Knox said. His voice was calm. Too calm.“She didn’t say no,” Riven answered.Knox stepped inside and closed the door. The click sounded loud in the small space.I should have been scared. Or at lea
I showed up twenty minutes early the next morning and still felt late.The text sat in my phone like a live thing. I hadn’t replied. I also hadn’t deleted it. Every time I unlocked the screen it was the first thing I saw.*You looked like you were thinking about it all day.*I didn’t know which one sent it. That was the problem. It could have been either of them and my body reacted the same way.Riven was already on the floor when I clocked in. He didn’t look at me right away. He was doing pull-ups, slow, the muscles in his back shifting under the black shirt. When he dropped down he wiped his face with the hem and I caught the line of hair that ran down from his navel before the shirt fell back.He walked past the desk on his way to the water fountain. He didn’t stop. He just let his fingers drag along the edge of the counter as he passed, close enough that I felt the heat of his skin without him actually touching me.Knox came in an hour later. He signed in, took a towel, and stoppe
It lasted less than a second.My skin still felt it after he let go.“Thanks,” I said. It came out quieter than I meant.Riven looked at me for a long moment. His eyes were dark grey, almost black in this light.“You’re going to be a problem,” he said. Not unkind. Just stating a fact.Then he walked out and left me standing there with the bin in my hands and my heart trying to climb out of my chest.I didn’t see him again until late afternoon.Knox was at the desk when I came back from my break, talking to one of the other staff like he had all the time in the world. When he saw me he straightened.“Storage room with Riven already?” he asked, voice light. “That was fast.”“He was helping me find bands.”“Riven doesn’t help people.” Knox’s smile was sharp. “He wants something. Remember that.”“And you?” I asked again, because I apparently had no self-control today.Knox leaned in just enough that only I could hear him.“I want something too. Difference is I’ll tell you exactly what it
JUNEThe gym smelled like rubber, clean sweat, and expensive cologne.I had been standing behind the front desk for exactly forty minutes and I already wanted to go home and touch myself. That was a new record, even for me.My first day as the new membership girl at Apex Athletics was supposed to be simple. Smile. Scan cards. Pretend I knew where the extra towels were. Instead I kept glancing toward the free-weight section like my eyes had a mind of their own.He was impossible to miss.Tall. Dark hair that looked like he’d only run his hands through it. Black sleeveless shirt that showed every line of his arms and the ink that wrapped from his left shoulder down to his wrist. He moved like the weights were an extension of his body — controlled, heavy, no wasted motion.Riven.I only knew the name because it was written on the board behind the desk under “members who don’t need an introduction.” The other girls had already warned me in the staff room. *Don’t stare too long. He doesn’t
The dual sensation—Kane’s tongue and fingers between my legs, Silas’s mouth on my chest—made a broken sob spill out of me.Riot shifted higher, knelt beside my head, and freed himself from his jeans. He was thick, heavy, already leaking at the tip. He didn’t ask. He just guided the head of his cock to my lips.“Open for me, little bird.”I did. He pushed in slow, not deep at first, letting me feel the weight of him on my tongue. The taste of clean skin and salt filled my mouth. Kane added a third finger and curled them, pressing against that spot inside me that made my thighs shake. Silas bit down gently on my nipple at the exact same time.I came hard.The orgasm ripped through me with no warning. My cunt clamped down on Kane’s fingers. My cry was muffled around Riot’s cock. My whole body locked and then shuddered in waves while they held me through it—Kane’s mouth still working my clit, Silas’s hands pinning my wrists above my head, Riot’s cock sliding deeper every time I gasped.T







