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Kai grins and releases her leg, straightens up, and pushes his cock into her mouth. Logan drops her other leg and collapses onto the bed next to her. Maisy squeezes Kai’s balls as she sucks his cock deep, hungry. This is the slut I love. Always craving cock.

She bobs her head, lapping him up as he tangles his fingers in her hair and picks up the pace, fucking her mouth, harder and harder, his grunts louder each time, pulling her flush against his groin. The wet pops of her mouth are the only thing I hear, along with her stifled moans.

I sit between her legs, admiring the view of her workout. At her side, Logan does the same.

She is divine like this, starved and hungry for sex. I don’t think I ever want to allow her to cum.

“Move, O-Ryon!” Kai shouts, just before I get totally carried away by watching her.

She’s nursed him to orgasm fast. I get off the bed and he sits where I was. He pushes her knees open and enters her as he orgasms, his grunts telling me his load is big. Perfect.

CHAPTER 11

LOGAN

Desperate, her eyes jumped from me to Kai to Orion throughout the night. Like a woman on drugs, trying to guess who had her next hit.

We made sure she didn’t orgasm. And we couldn’t get enough of her. Halfway through the rowdy night, she collapsed onto the bed, falling asleep pretty quickly.

Lying naked between us, she was perfect. We all found a place on the bed around her; me on one side, Kai on the other, and Orion sprawled across the foot of the bed.

We stayed up until late, talking. Trying to make sense of what Maisy had told us, trying to remember any other clues about our mother. It is still a shock, one that will not go away just like that. Also, where was she buried? How did they dispose of her body?

I’ve been pretty much disassociated from my emotions, but deep down, I know all I’ve been doing is searching for my mother.

I missed her in my life. I did. And I learned to hide my emotions well because they’d crucify me. How could the son of Lorenzo cry? Or ask for Mommy? I was aching, not only for a mother, but for a normal childhood. Which I never got. None of us did. Well, maybe Kai did. I dunno. I just know that every step I took, I hoped there would be a sign of her, a trace of the woman who had given birth to me.

I was hung up on her for years and now that she exists as a reality in my mind, I’m angry that I never got to meet her. All because of Milan. Maisy was right to kill him.

Another subject came up. What about tonight? Without her implant, she could get pregnant. The chances would be very low as I only just got that last piece of the implant out, but I know how it works. Nothing’s certain when it comes to pregnancy. And with so much cum in her cunt, I wouldn’t be surprised if she conceived. Do we want that?

We talked seriously about the consequences of our sex fest, but none of us thought it probable that she’d conceive. This is the game she loves. So, no harm done.

Are we ready to get her pregnant? No. We haven’t had enough of her yet and if that happened, she would get it dealt with, so we said no more on the subject. The three of us agreed on it. Babies in our world are not allowed.

When it was time to sleep, Orion made us leave the bed, even though there was enough space for two of us plus Maisy. I ended up sleeping on the floor – in my own penthouse.

I didn’t care, though. I took the sheets and pillow from my room, got some for Kai, and we slept on either side of the bed.

Orion’s the biggest asshole when it comes to Maisy. We know that, and yet we haven’t said anything. We also know that Orion’s always put us before him for most of our lives, and now that he’s not anymore, we’ve silently agreed that we’ll endure it.

I want to see Orion happy.

Just like I am, this very moment.

It’s dawn already and we’ve hardly slept, except Maisy, who’s been sleeping for six or seven hours. And for all those hours, she’s probably been dreaming of sex. Actually, she must have been dreaming of sex because sweet, soft moans wake me up, and upon opening my eyes, I see her riding Orion’s cock on the bed. I’m not sure if Orion is awake or not, but I know that his cock must be hard because she’s dancing on him in slow motion, like a slowed-down bucking bronco. And seeing her bringing herself to orgasm is seriously the best sight ever. She whimpers sweetly, grinding faster and faster on his rod, and I hear them both reach their orgasm.

And then my sweet Maisy climbs off the bed, crawls along the floor to me, and does exactly the same thing. Without saying a word, she rolls me onto my back, and of course, my cock is hard and weeping with precum thanks to the show I just watched. She gets on top of me and rides me to heaven and back, taking me with her, giving me the world. My hands rest on her thighs and she reaches her peak again as she twists, wriggles, and sways to her own rhythm, faster and faster. I cum hard and fast, in a whole new way, while she’s chasing the light she pushed me to.

Like a ghost in the night, Maisy leaves me and finds Kai on the other side of the bed. I can’t see them, but I know what’s happening. I hear Kai’s groans while she gets yet another orgasm, something promised to her last night but never given. So this morning, she’s taking everything from us. She’s taking the control back. Clever Maisy.

“We need coffee.” Orion’s gravelly voice is extra deep in the morning.

“I’ll get it,” Maisy sing-songs, jumping up to her feet. When she moves to the foot of the bed I see her: her breasts heavy, her nipples pink, pebbled, beautiful, and her rosy cheeks hinting at the licentious deeds of the night we’ve had.

“Isn’t it too early?” Kai mumbles.

“You don’t have to wake up. I have some unfinished business with Maisy.” Orion props himself up on his elbows and snickers. “It appears that she took something without asking.”

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