Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

Will layered his lips with mine. “Let me fucking touch
you.”
I nodded.
“I’m gonna touch her, man,” he told Damon.
Damon remained silent, and I ran my hands up his chest,
feeling his body move as it went on instinct and took what it
needed. I wanted this forever.
Him forever.
I wanted to hold this place where we could hide in our
dark places and feel everything we didn’t always understand.
Fantastical fear and falling. Danger, fury, heat, and need.
So strong you’re a fucking animal.
Black and red.
And underneath the earth, behind a closed door, in this
room, we let it happen. We just gave in.
“Oh, fuck,” Will groaned as he reached down and fingered
my clit.
His soft lips played over mine, just caressing and teasing,
while his fingers taunted me, starting to rub me out as his best
friend fucked me.
I panted and whimpered, Will’s hot breath mixing with
mine, as I closed my eyes and reached for Damon, holding
him to me as I waved my hips, meeting Will and Damon’s
touches at the same time.
The need built inside, and my breath turned raspy as I got
more excited and desperate. It was there. I was almost there.
Will sank his tongue into my mouth, claiming my lips in a
deep kiss, and I wondered if Damon was watching us. What
was he seeing? Did he like it?
I could feel his eyes on us.
But then I heard his voice, deep and gruff. “You two…” he
said, sounding like a threat. “Are making me so hard.”