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ass?”
    “Ohhh,” Rachel moaned when he poised a blunt finger at her tight opening. The oil had done its job, and when he pressed, his finger slid all the way inside her.
    “Oh my God,” Rachel groaned. She grabbed onto Chase’s leg, and began to move back and forth on the finger invading her.
    “Move,” she sobbed.
    “Jesus,” she heard Chase mutter. “Sugar, you’re so hot. Damn, that’s beautiful.”
    “She’s got a helluva grip, too,” Boone said. “Fuck. I can’t wait to get my cock in here.”
    Both men continued to watch her ass being invaded as Boone added a second, then a third finger, stretching her and adding more oil as he continued to thrust into her.
    “You like having your ass stretched, don’t you, baby?” Boone asked as he pushed into her.
    “Oh God. Yes!”
    “Does it burn, baby?”
    “Yes. More!”
    “You like us having our way with you, don’t you, baby? We can have everything, can’t we?”
    “Yes. Anything. Just let me come.”
    “Your ass looks so beautiful swallowing my fingers, baby. Are you ready for me to shove my cock in here?”
    “Please.”
      Boone withdrew his fingers from her ass, and she clenched at the emptiness, her trembling increasing by the second.
    Chase stood with her, positioning her on her knees on the edge of the bed and pressing her shoulders to the mattress. He held her shoulders firmly as Boone moved in behind her, spreading her legs to his satisfaction before poising his cock at her oiled opening.
    “Please don’t hurt me,” Rachel whimpered even as her bottom pressed back against him.
    “Baby, this is going to hurt so good, you’re not going to be able to live without it,” Boone promised.
    Rachel shivered as Boone began to push past the tight ring of muscle, whimpering at the erotic burn.
    Chase’s hands moved her long hair aside and caressed her back, crooning to her as she trembled beneath his hands. “Relax, sugar. Let Boone inside. We’re going to make you feel so good, honey. I promise.”
    Boone’s hands gripped her hips tightly as he rocked his hips, plowing deeper inside her with every deliberate thrust. “You’re killing me.” His voice was raw with need. “So fucking tight. Christ, she’s clamped on me like a vice.”
    Rachel’s whimpers and groans grew louder with each thrust until she lost all semblance of herself. The touch of her lovers and their beloved voices, one harsh and tense, the other tender and soothing became her world.
    She needed both to survive this. When her body opened for Boone’s invading length, his hoarse triumphant cry and dark erotic words had her pushing back against him. She sobbed as she strove to satisfy her greedy hunger even as she struggled to adapt to the overwhelming burn of being stretched.
    Chase’s hands and voice anchored her when fear of her unconditional and absolute surrender might have overwhelmed her. Instead her body made its own demands, which spurred Boone even more. His arm felt like a steel band around her waist as he lifted her, handling her as though she weighed nothing as he pulled her back against his chest.
    “Oh God. I can’t,” she sobbed. “I’m going to—”
    “Come,” Boone growled as he sat on the edge of the bed still embedded inside her.
    Sitting on him like this forced his hot steely length even deeper and Rachel came, screaming in ecstasy as she flailed wildly, fearing the strength and completeness of her orgasm.
    “No! Make it stop,” she begged as it took her over.
    “Fuck,” Boone growled. “Her ass is so tight and she’s milking me too hard. Fuck,” he roared again as he spurted, pulsing deep inside her.
    Her orgasm lasted forever and yet not long enough.
    She felt Chase’s mouth on her breasts as she came down and weakly reached for him, tangling her hands in his hair while he sucked and lightly bit her nipples. Unbelievably, her body started to come to life again.
    “I can’t take anymore,” she protested weakly.
    Chase rose up to