With the Boys in the Band by Marie Medina Page A

something happened, before she had the chance to run away. He knew they were meant for one another, all three of them, and he would do everything in his power to keep her in their arms.
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    Alicia sighed as she fingered her clit. She lay naked on the bed in the room she shared with Emerson and Vince in the penthouse over the band’s offices. Driving the thick dildo deeper, she arched, ready to climax again. She’d been so damned horny for the past few weeks, and she had no idea why. Her muscles ached all the time, and she often felt like her skin was burning. She was not pregnant, and she had never done drugs in her life. Her restlessness and an annoying inability to sleep at night were starting to take a toll. And for some reason, she needed to come all the time, so often that even two men in her bed couldn’t keep her satisfied.
    She was on the verge of coming when the door burst open. Sitting up, she saw Vince closing the door, his eyes ablaze and that hungry gaze fixed on her pussy. He was on her in no time, yanking the dildo away and burying his face in her pussy. His rough, aggressive tongue sent her soaring, and he spread her and lapped at her juices as she enjoyed her release. The intensity of her orgasm had her rocking against his face, eager for the feel of his lips and tongue. He kissed his way up her body and gazed into her eyes.
    “You know you only have to ask if you need to come.”
    Her heart raced as she ran her fingers into his hair. “I know.” She writhed beneath him, feeling hot and restless.
    He held her by the shoulders, looking concerned. “What is it?”
    She pulled him down until their mouths were an inch apart. “Fuck me.” She needed him inside her with a ferocity she couldn’t explain.
    He hesitated, but then she kissed him hungrily. “Please, Vince,” she murmured against his lips.
    He kissed her back, and when her leg brushed against him, she felt how hard his cock was. She reached down and fumbled at his jeans, and it seemed like forever before she could free his cock. Her vigorous strokes made him groan.
    “What is it, baby? Tell me.” His eyes pleaded with her as he peppered soft kisses over her face.
    She wrapped her legs around him and impaled herself on his cock. As he groaned again and closed his eyes, she whimpered beneath him and tightened her legs to encourage him to fuck her. After a second hesitation, he gave in and drove into her hard. She could feel every hard inch of him as she soared higher. As the head of his cock found the perfect spot, she arched her back and moaned. Their lips brushed, and his wide eyes told her he was as captivated by the sensation as she was. Another orgasm broke, and every nerve in her body tingled and sparked. She felt ready to burst out of her own skin when his hot cum splashed inside her. Vince held to her, groaning as he gave a final push. Her body gripped him like a vice, the heat from the friction of their lovemaking enhancing her enjoyment. He drew back, and the cool air felt good against her skin. She knew Vince had pulled away hurriedly, but she couldn’t focus her vision suddenly. She felt so different, dizzy and disoriented. Several moments passed as she stretched and tried to come out of the haze. She rolled onto her stomach on the bed, and when her eyes finally focused, she found herself gazing down at two gray paws. As she tried to steady herself, she heard what sounded like a dog crying, and she realized the sound came from her. Vince began petting her to try to soothe her. His touch did calm her, but her adrenaline was through the roof. He pulled back and shed his clothes, telling her everything would be fine. Being able to focus on him and understand him made her feel a little better, but her heart still raced with panic. Then he changed as well. When he began to nuzzle her, her heart finally slowed. She wanted to run around the room in circles, but she was almost afraid to do too much. Even though neither of them could