Rey could feel that pleasure coiling in her gut. The more Poe and Finn continued to give her their undivided attention, the greater than pleasure grew. She felt it in Poe's kiss, hiss passion, and a hint of his fear. She wanted this night to be filled with love and a memory to carry them through the next few months. Try as she might, she couldn't snuff out those underlying fears, justified as they were.

Instead, she focused on Poe's tongue gliding over hers. How swollen her lips would be from kissing her husbands so much. She shuddered into the kiss, her body feeling more like a live wire. Her heart beating loudly in her chest, loud enough for either men to hear.

She leaned into him, following through with what Poe wanted. Her thigh being held up by his hand--

Fuck Why was he putting that into her mind?

"F-Five," Rey whispered against his mouth, trying to hold back her impending climax, wanting to make this round last a little longer. She shuddered from Finn's sinful tongue exploring her folds and fully worshipping her.