Fill Her Up (Daly Way Series, Book Three) by Brynn Paulin

slid his hand down the man’s torso. The ridge moved beneath the blanket until it reached Patrick’s cock. Verity licked her bottom lip, waiting.
    Slowly, Sim jacked his fingers up and down the shaft. Patrick moaned, his hand going down to cover Sim’s.
    “Sim,” he murmured. Verity’s pussy clenched at the husky rumble of his voice.
    “Yeah, it’s me,” Sim replied. “You feel good, man… Know what? I want to taste you. I’ve wanted to for a long time. Are you going to punch me if I do?”
    Patrick turned his head, and Verity saw the sleepy vulnerability on his face as he looked at Sim. “How did I not know?”
    “I’m good at hiding it. Besides, I love women. You know that…”
    Verity stayed silent, barely daring to breathe lest she distract them from the moment. Seeing them touching, talking intimately, tightened her heart. She bit her lip as Sim let go of Patrick’s cock then slowly drew down the blanket, revealing a tanned, muscular chest. His mouth followed the path. He paused when he reached the curling nest of hair surrounding Patrick’s cock.
    Patrick took several chuffing breaths, his head pressing into his pillow. Verity’s fingers dug into her calves as she waited.
    “Yes?” Sim asked.
    “Damn it, Yes,” Patrick growled. “Hurry up before I change my mind and decide to punch you after all.”
    Sim laughed. “So nice.”
    Patrick reached down and grasped his friend’s hair then pulled him up so they were face-to-face. “You want nice, then go play with Miss Verity who’s watching so quietly over there.”
    The nerves in her stomach jumped at that and she couldn’t hold in a momentary, self-conscious rasp of laughter as they both turned their heads and looked at her with grins on their faces.
    “Of course, we knew you were there,” Sim said. He reached out a hand. “Come here and lay next to him while I do this. You should feel how jumpy he is—”
    “Shut up,” Patrick growled. Still, he reached out a hand and beckoned her over. Unfolding from her curled up position, she stood. Without worry for her nakedness, she walked over and climbed into the space beside him. The sheet was cool against her side, but he was fiery hot as she pressed close. She rested her head on his shoulder as he pulled the other pillows beneath his head.
    He was so tense beneath her that she knew he wasn’t as calm about this as he portrayed. But he wanted it and he wanted to watch. He’d never do anything like this unless he fully desired it. His heart thundered in her ear as Sim bent over his cock. A gasp shot from his lips and his arm tightened around her as Sim took the tip of his cock.
    Verity’s vision blurred as arousal coiled in her womb. The sight of Sim’s mouth on Patrick’s cock was beautiful. And the feeling of Patrick taking it. His taut muscles flexed, his back arching as his friend sucked him. Gently, she rolled one of his nipples to deepen his pleasure. Knowing the response that went through her when he pulled at hers, she pinched then tugged at one of the tiny peaks.
    “Shit,” Patrick swore. His fingers clamped into her shoulder. His gasps choked as Sim cupped his balls. She saw a finger reaching deeper. Damn… She’d gasp, too. Her anus tightened as she remembered the first time Sim had touched her there…and how it had felt to have his large cock inside her. He’d been there, every time she’d taken both men. Would he fuck Patrick?
    She swallowed to loosen her tight throat.
    She wasn’t sure she was ready for that. The way Patrick was shuddering beneath her… Maybe he was ready.
    Sim pulled at Patrick’s sac as he took the cock deep. He sucked in earnest, moving up and down rapidly while Patrick tilted Verity’s head up to him and kissed her. She knew the moment he came, giving Sim what he’d wanted for so long. His fingers tightened in her hair as he moaned, his body jerking. Sim reached over and grasped her thigh, including her.
    Moments later, he crawled up beside