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I gasp out a plea, my voice hoarse. "Please, Declan, I need—"

He cuts me off with a harsh, possessive kiss that steals the air from my lungs. The taste of him is overpowering to my senses. I can almost feel his dominance and desire from his kiss alone.

Declan pulls away just enough to look into my eyes, the taste of him lingering on my lips. The intensity in his gaze is overwhelming, a storm of desire that threatens to consume me.

His voice, low and rough, rumbles through the room. "Ya need what, Scarlette? My cum? Tell me ya need my cum in this tight pussy."

I take a shaky breath, my body still quivering from the raw intensity of the moment. "Yes. Please, fuck, yes."

A predatory grin spreads across Declan's face, and lets go of me to push me back into position. "That's be what I wanted to hear." Without further words, he resumes his relentless thrusts, the harsh sound of our skin slapping together echoing through the room.

He leans over my back and reaches around to cup my breasts, teasing and squeezing hard, his touch possessive and commanding. I arch into him, a silent invitation for more.

"Please," I whisper, the word barely audible.

Declan's fingers find their way to my clit, and he circles it with a deliberate slowness that makes me writhe beneath him. The pleasure builds, sending shockwaves through my body, and I can't hold back the moan that escapes my lips.

He leans down, his lips brushing against my ear. "Ya ours, Scarlette," he breathes. "Ya can't escape this, and ya don't want to."

I don't respond. I can't. The truth in his words hangs heavy in the air. The edge between pleasure and pain is a fine line, and I'm teetering on the brink.

Aiden and Ronan, no longer content to stand back and watch, kneel in front of me. Ronan’s hands find their way to my breasts, squeezing them and teasing my nipples, while Aiden positions himself in front of me. His fingers trace the contours of my face, a gentle touch in the midst of the storm. His lips met mine in a messy and devouring kiss.

The sensation of being filled, possessed, and overwhelmed by them is both intoxicating and frightening. And my body responds eagerly. As they continue their relentless assault on my senses, I feel a climax building within me, a storm that threatens to consume everything in its path.

And when it washes over me, all I do is hold on and scream into the face of it.

Chapter 15

Scarlette

I’m barely starting to come down from my climax as Declan loses his rhythm and groans loudly, following me over the cliff. My pussy continues to throb and squeeze around him, his climax managing to drag mine out further.

My arms give way and Aiden tries to cushion me as I collapse forward. Declan follows me down, bracing his arms against the ground and bracketing my body. We are both breathing heavily, and I can feel the damp sweat on my body.

Declan has managed to keep his suit on this whole time, only managing to shove his pants down to his knees in his haste.

He presses a gentle kiss to the back of my shoulder before pushing himself back into a kneeling position and pulling out of my pussy. He groans, and when I glance back he is focused entirely on my exposed pussy. He drags his finger up the length of it before shoving his fingers inside of me.

I moan as my pussy clenches around the movement and Aiden chuckles, reaching under my arms and lifting me up and into him until my legs are straddling his waist.

“Come here, rós beag, or Dec might fill ya up again.”

I chuckle at Aiden’s words. “Or are you just too impatient to fill me up yourself?”

“Yes,” he mumbles before his lips are devouring mine, his tongue sweeping in.

My stomach suddenly drops as he stands with me in his arms, and I gasp against his lips. My protest is met with laughter as he licks at my bottom lip.

“Stop being so shocked, Scarlette, ya are not heavy.” Aiden’s voice is full of humor as he moves us together toward one of the couches.

“I am! You shouldn’t be carrying me, you will hurt yourself. You're going to hurt your back.”

He sits on the couch with my knees on either side of his hips. I use the solid surface to raise myself away from him, hovering over him so my weight isn’t bearing down on him.

A yelp leaves my lips as he lands a hard slap against my ass cheek, his hand coming up to grab a fist full of my hair and direct my head so that I’m looking into his bright green eyes. “Don’ ever talk about yaself like dat again. If I hear you talk that way again I will chain ya to a wall and turn ya skin so red ya will fit in with da Christmas decorations.” His words are a harsh growl, demanding my attention. “The only back dat will be hurt will be yours when I bend ya in half and fuck ya raw.”

The threat and promise mingle, and my body responds with a primal ache, craving the dominance they provide.

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