But he also knows that, in some twisted way, I like seeing his hands on her, like how delicate she is before him.

Like seeing her all helpless and bound like this.

And then he tightens his grip on her hair and, with a groan, surges deep.

My cock jerks. I hear a ringing in my ears.

She gags, choking around the thick cock until he eases out far enough for her to gasp a breath.

“We’re going to need to work on that, lass. Relax for me and let me fuck your throat,” he rumbles before he plows her again.

Fuck!

My balls rise, and pleasure rips through me: sharp, fast, and impossible to resist.

I grunt, and my cock spews cum inside my pants, pulsing more and more, the pleasure rocking me as I strain to break free.

I breathe raggedly behind my gag as Gray continues to take pleasure in Ada’s throat.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Ada

With a growl, he surges deep. I gag, choking around the thick invasion until he eases back enough for me to suck a hoarse breath in.

“We’re going to need to work on that, lass. Relax for me and let me fuck your throat.” He doesn’t give me a chance to, filling my mouth with measured thrusts, consuming my senses, and making me aware of him in ways previously forbidden. His scent fills my nose, my jaw aches, and my confused pussy weeps.

Only, it is not all for Gray, when I am also aware of Callum’s groans behind me—Callum, who has the perfect view to see my aroused condition. Even as Gray feeds me his cock, I think about Callum taking my pussy… rutting me until his strange knot stretches me just right.

“You’re taking this so well. Let me get a little deeper.” Gray does precisely that, and dots swim before my eyes.

I feel the quickening and know he will soon fill me with his cum.

I want him to fill me—to use me.

I am shameless, for I want both of them.

His growl isn’t human—he isn’t human, so that shouldn’t come as a surprise. The hairs on the back of my neck rise to attention, and goosebumps explode across my skin.

His cock lodges, and hot cum fills my throat.

I’ve no choice but to swallow, choking and gasping, and so dizzy, I fear I might blackout. There is so much it spills out, drips down my chin, and splatters to the floorboards below.

His next groan is low and feral as he slips from my mouth.

The sounds of heavy breathing are unbearably loud in the aftermath. Gray crouches before me, and his bright blue eyes inspect me with concern.

I wonder what I look like… what he sees.

Whatever it is, his lips tug up in a smirk. Cupping my cheek, he brushes a thumb over my bruised lips.

My eyes lower to where his cock hangs between his thighs.

When I lift my gaze, I find his blue eyes watching me, sparkling with an unnatural light.

Standing, he circles me, and I jerk, sending my body swaying within the harness until his big hands bring it to a stop.

I expect him to take me with a savage thrust. I brace for it.