With my skirt around my waist and breasts exposed, Linc holds me up with the help of Cain and kneels between my spread thighs.
“Please God, give us the strength,” Linc murmurs. Two large hands spread me wide, parting my ass cheeks and exposing every part of me to all of them. “Liking is our problem. You're too fucking young for the three of us,” he says, and I can hear the pain in Linc’s voice and see the war raging behind those dark chocolate eyes of his.
“God, baby, this is so wrong. So beautiful.” His eyes are filled with fury, not for me, but himself. Yet instead of pulling away, he leans in, dragging his thick, warm tongue in the V of my thigh, teasing me higher and higher into an orgasm floating just beyond my reach. If only he would rub my clit, eat me, finger me... “Ohhh!” …just something!
I groan with a fresh wave of frustration. “Linc, please,” I beg. My pussy throbs, and I rock my hips, desperate to feel them there. Realizing he’s not going to touch me, I slip my hand down my body and dip my finger into my soaked hole and bring it back to circle my clit.
“Ahh,” I gasp, clenching my thighs, but Linc’s massive shoulders have me pinned wide open.
“Faster,” Linc instructs, and I follow his command.
I buck and scream, feeling the inevitable sizzling in every nerve ending in my body.
Through my tank top, Cain pinches both my nipples and Grant turns my head, claiming my mouth just as I scream from the sudden flash of pleasure that shoots through me.
Hot, sticky cum spills from my virgin slit to drench my pouty lips and thighs. I mutter a stream of incoherent rumblings, unable to focus through so much pleasure and the taste of Grant in my mouth.
“That’s it, baby.” Cain nuzzles me on my other side as Grant firmly holds me in place in his arms.
Grant breaks our kiss and gently runs his fingers over my face. “So beautiful.”
Ragged breaths tear from me, and it takes long moments before I can manage to open my eyes.
“That was…was…sooooo good,” I finally manage around a grin.
Lost in the moment, I don’t realize Linc has settled my feet back on the floor until he steps away, pulling my skirt down and smoothing it over my hips.
“Beautiful and perfect.” There’s something distant in his tone that has my heart flying and not in a good way.
“What’s going on? Why are you stopping?”
Just like that, the atmosphere in the small kitchen shifted from scorching hot to freezing cold.
“Did I do something wrong?” My gaze flicks between the men. Linc across the small kitchen and Grant and Cain by my side, slowly withdrawing to leave me standing alone.
“We’d ruin you, our sweet Mercy. Do you have any idea of how twisted we fucking are, little girl? Of what we would demand of you? Want you to do to us? For us?” His voice grows increasingly agitated. “This can never happen again.”
He turns from me and stalks across the kitchen before he’s back at my side, chest heaving.
“Yes. That’s what I want,” I say looking up at him, hoping I sound as convincing as I feel. “I know exactly what I’m asking.” But his smirk tells me he sees through my bravado.
Behind me, Grant scrubs a hand down his face, but he hasn’t pulled completely away. Not yet. I turn in his arms, and Cain moves in, taking Linc’s place. “He’s right. We do this and it will fuck us all up and for good. Then there’s your brother. If he knew what we just did, we wouldn’t have to worry about getting KIA—he’d do the job single-handed.”
I can’t believe what I’m hearing. What the heck is happening here? “Since when are you guys chicken? You barely touched me and now you’re going to walk away?”
Grant steps back a few paces, and with each foot he put between us, another layer of shields sprung back up after I spent the last half hour knocking them down. “We shouldn’t have even done that much. Look—your brother is going to be back with his girlfriend any second.”
I turn to Cain, my voice choking with the amount of lust I have dripping through my body thanks to them. “One orgasm? Is that all I get and just like that I’m trash? No good?”
Cain is by my side, running the back of his knuckles down my cheek. “Don’t ever talk about yourself that way.”
I rise to the tips of my toes, pressing my palms against his hard pecs. “I move that zipper down a little and I’ll find an angry, hard cock thirsty for my juices, won’t I,” I whisper in his ear before pulling back.
“You’re playing a game you don’t know how to play, little girl.”
“Then teach me, touch me. Just don’t leave me like this…wanting and aching. I need you.” I take a breath, turn my head enough where I can look each of them in the eye and say the truth. “All of you.”
“Silence, woman. Wanting you is the worst possible idea.”
Grant’s words are more gargled hisses through clenched teeth than actual talking, and the bulging tendons in his neck tell me he’s about to snap. But it’s the other bulge that has my attention. Jeans can’t hide that massive hard dick any better than my thumb can hide the sun.
His eyes darken, flashing over me.
My gaze falls to his lips.
“Look at me,” he gruffly commands, and I purr with a little shiver.
I drag my gaze up his bare chest and whimper from the fiery need I see there in his eyes. But I also see anger glitter in those depths, and the fine lines of control he’s exerting over himself ripple through the deeply contoured muscles.
Holy fucking hotness.
I moan quietly, but I know he hears it.
Grant's nostrils flare, and he growls like a beast edging out all the sensual pleasure I saw there a moment ago.
The room draws uncomfortably quiet. “What the hell, just happened. You guys act like you weren’t doing exactly what I wanted.”
When I think my heart can’t take another hit, Linc pushes past us and walks out the screen door, making me jump when it slams shut behind him.
“Go the fuck upstairs, Mercy, and lock the fucking door for the night.”
I can’t move, can’t believe what I am hearing much less convince my feet to obey.
Grant roars and brings his fist down on the marble with a loud thud. “Now, Mercy.”
My eyes go wide when I see a fracture run down the middle of the black and gray marble.
“Grant, Cain—” My voice is a hollow, rasp. I don’t know what they need me to do to make this okay for them, but I’ll try anything.
Grant turns his fiery blue eyes on me, shaking his head. “You have my word this will never happen again. We leave in the morning, honey. Another tour that will take us from here so you can have a normal life.”
I don’t believe what I am hearing. My gaze flashes between Cain’s and Linc's, confused as the room draws uncomfortably quiet.
Only a single word he said registers. Leaving.
“Don’t go. Stay. For me.” I reach for them, turning to see Linc outside looking in.
“You know we can’t. You’re too innocent and young for what we want.”
Cain turns and comes to stand in front of me. “Please forgive us. We didn't mean to take advantage of you. One too many beers maybe, but… fuck it. Like Grant said, this will never happen again. You have all three of our promises.”
Grant leans into me and places a tender kiss on my forehead, and it feels like the seal of death. “We shouldn't have come here. Being alone with you was too damn tempting and we caved.”
With that, both men turn from me, and I watch their retreating backs fade into the darkness, taking my heart with them. That’s the last time I saw them but not the last time my heart shatters into a million jagged pieces.
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Table of Contents
Forbidden Professors
Copyright
Get Smutified
The Professors’ Sweet Treat
Sneak Peek
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Epilogue
Bonus Epilogue
The Professor’s Bought Bride
The Professor’s Sweet Virgin
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
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