Page 138 of Justice for Puck Bunnies

The mark throbs, but it’s a surreal blend of both pain and pleasure. No shirt, jacket, or necklace will be able to hide this.

I fucking love it.

Vin lies across the head of the enormous bed. He plays with my hair and massages my scalp, and every time he licks at the bite mark on his mouth, it makes my pussy pulse enough that Mason tells him to knock it off.

Trick thinks it’s funny to tap on the jewel for the same reason.

By the time we’re finally free, the earlier ardor has faded and the four of us are lulled into a comfortable intimacy.

“I think I want to take the plug out,” I say.

“Oh, hell no, that’s my job,” Vin says and shoves Mason’s face away from me. It slides the alpha to the edge of the bed with a laugh.

I roll toward Trick as Vin takes Mason’s place. The man behind me twists the plug and I shiver.

“Are you going to present for me, Izzy?” Trick asks. “Ass up, face down.”

A pleasant smile settles on my face. Vin sits behind me and toys with the plug.

“I’ll leave handprints on that gorgeous ass while I fuck you deep,” Trick continues.

Vin pulls the toy out of me and I exhale hard. His fingers circle around my cunt and gather the mix of slick and Mason’s cum to spread it over my back hole.

“Such a good girl for us,” Trick murmurs. “Our favorite plaything. Our perfect little toy to do with as we like.”

I nod eagerly and bite my bottom lip.

Vin runs his hard cock between my legs, coating himself in the product of Mason’s efforts.

“You have to tell me right away if this hurts,” Vin says. “I’m desperate to fuck you like this.”

The sheets are destroyed but still I tilt my hips to ask for more.

“Please,” I beg. “I need you, Vin.”

He sighs contentedly then stretches out behind me. His firm body presses against mine and a shiver rolls over my skin. Trick sucks on my nipple and leaves little nips on my other shoulder.

As if they’ve planned it, Vin lifts and hooks my leg over his arm while Mason stretches out between them. Mase pushes his fingers into me again and rolls them inside me.

Already, the feel of his fingers encourage my hormones to surge.

I want more. Need more.

I claw at Trick’s bare back and leave track marks in his skin. He shifts to the top of the bed with his knees on either side of my head.

His shaft is hard and heavy. He strokes himself inches away, his ask obvious.

Trick’s mouth drops open when I take his head into my mouth and suck. My head bobs and I squeeze him all the way into my throat.

A phantom hand that has to be Vin’s cups the nape of my neck and directs my movements. Nails scratch behind my ears as his grip tightens.

“That’s it. Suck his cock. Do it well and we’ll make you come screaming,” he murmurs.

The two of them focus on the blowjob while Mason fucks his fingers into me. My slick lets his hand slide freely.

My body explodes in heat so fervent, I worry I’ll burst into flames.

When Vin notches the head of his cock inside my ass, every demand in me screams for him.

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