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She bobbed her head, looking up at me with adoration. She should loathe me for using her after what she’d already been through. If I could let her go, I would, but I was starting to think my brothers were right.

She was ours.

My hand dropped to her throat. Her eyes widened, this time in pleasure, as she tilted into my touch. “I want to feel you swallow every drop of my cum. Show me how sorry you are.”

Her expression turned determined as she hollowed her cheeks and sucked. My entire body tensed. My thrusts became uncoordinated as the euphoria exploded inside me. My back tingled. My balls drew up.

I pushed down her throat, coming as she gagged. She sucked and licked, struggling to take it all as the longest, hardest orgasm washed over me. Pulled me under.

And I knew I was fucking gone for her.

Her lips were shiny and swollen as she moved away. I slumped in the chair; a rare smile on my face as she sat proudly at my feet. I stroked up her face, skimming along her mouth. Over her warm cheeks. Her hair brushed across my hand as she leaned into my touch again, like she loved it. Wanted it.

Suddenly, I needed to give it to her. Give her everything I could.

“I think we need to reward our girl.”

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Violet

My jaw ached. My scalp burned. My knees hurt from the pressure of kneeling for so long.

Yet…I’d never been more turned on.

My thighs were sticky from the arousal dripping down. The pent up tension hummed in my veins; made my blood pump faster. My heart beat harder.

It seemed as if I couldn’t breathe, not until they touched me. Used me. As if I only lived for them.

In all my life, I hadn’t felt anything like it. I was a live wire ready to explode. Craving it even if it ultimately destroyed me.

I looked up through my lashes, and I was greeted with Reid’s satisfied expression. I’d done that. There was something addicting about knowing it was me. That I could make him feel this way. Make them want me.

A warmth bloomed in my chest. His piercing blue gaze held me in place. I couldn’t look away. I wasn’t sure I wanted to. Then the decision was taken from me.

“Fuck yes.” Mav wrapped a thick arm around my waist, yanking me up. A second later, I was over his shoulder as he stalked towards the bed. I squealed in delight. “You’re going to be making a lot more noise than that.”

A loud crack filled the room as his palm came down on my ass. My muscles seized. My lungs constricted. Fear tried to slither through my happiness.

But then his hand was smoothing over the skin, soothing the ache and my worries. A moan tumbled from my lips as my flesh burned. It sent heat straight through me. My core clenched, begging for more.

His rough touch only seemed to make me desperate. It shouldn’t, but I couldn’t deny my body’s reaction.

It should scare me. But when Reid had grabbed me, jerked me around until I felt pain, I’d only wanted him more. Wanted to please him. Be good for him.

It was sick. Or maybe it wasn’t.

I didn’t know anymore. All I knew was I trusted them completely. I trusted them to take care of me. To make me feel good.

My thoughts scattered as Maverick dropped me on the bed. I bounced once before his hands were on my hips, holding me in place. My head dangled over the edge. My hair swung in my face.

I glanced at Reid upside down. His blue gaze had turned molten like the hottest part of a flame. It burned me alive. Lit my body on fire everywhere he looked.

Until Connor stepped into my line of sight, breaking the connection. His muscles flexed as he knelt beside me. His warm hands brushed my shoulders, sending a tingle down my arms as he propped me up. I could feel his strength as I leaned back against him.

I couldn’t help but stare at the sharp lines of his face. He was handsome in a boy-next-door kind of way. My gaze flicked across his features until I landed on his mouth. His full, tempting mouth.

I remembered how it felt when I’d kissed him. How wonderful it had been. My heart raced as I looked back at his eyes. They were focused on my lips.

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