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I can’t stop the moan that passes my lips at his words. These men and their dirty fucking mouths. "I thought you were going to feed me," I tease, the air thick with tension and need.

"Keep talkin’, and I’ll happily feed ya my cock," Aiden responds, his voice low and husky.

My body is on fire, craving the touch and possession of these men. "Please," I rasp, my voice betraying the desperation within.

His hands are already tearing at his pants, freeing himself underneath where I'm hovering. "No, I want that pretty pussy," Aiden declares, his eyes burning with desire. "I’ve been dyin’ to feel ya wrapped around me."

I meet Aiden's gaze with a playful glint in my eyes, my lips curling into a teasing smile. "Well, you'll have to earn it," I challenge, my fingers dancing along his chest.

Aiden's eyes darken with amusement and desire. "Is dat a challenge, Scarlette?" he growls, his hands gripping my hips possessively.

"Maybe it is," I reply, reveling in the power of my words. I shift my weight, deliberately pressing myself against him, feeling his hard length beneath me.

He groans in response, his hands tightening on my hips. "You're playin’ a dangerous game, rós beag."

"Life's more fun that way," I counter, and my fingers trail down his chest, teasingly plucking at the buttons of his shirt that he still has on.

Aiden's patience wears thin, and with a swift motion, he spins me around to lay me on the couch. My head hangs off the arm, and he kneels between my legs, the air heavy with anticipation.

He unbuttons the shirt and tugs it off, revealing heavily tattooed skin and sleek muscles.

I take a moment to appreciate the view, allowing my gaze to roam over Aiden's inked canvas. "You sure are pretty to look at," I comment, a playful smirk on my lips.

Aiden grins, “I’m startin’ to get a new appreciation of Dec’s kink for cuttin’ off ya air. Ro," Aiden calls out, and I turn my head to see Ronan approaching. He has also shed his clothes to expose more tattooed muscles, and he has a predator's gaze fixed on me. "Occupy her mouth."

Ronan's grin widens as he positions himself at my head, the tip of his cock teasing against my lips. The anticipation is palpable as I part my lips, welcoming him with a hungry tongue. I lick along his length, tasting the saltiness and feeling the texture of his velvety skin.

Aiden wastes no time, taking advantage of the distraction to thrust into me as soon as I take Ronan into my mouth. The sensation is overwhelming—Aiden's hardness filling and stretching me while Ronan explores the wet warmth of my mouth.

I can’t fit Ronan completely, and I reach up to wrap a hand around what doesn’t fit. Aiden’s thrust pushes me further onto Ronan, his cock hitting the back of my throat and I have to force down my gag reflex to swallow around him. A low growl escapes Ronan's throat, his fingers tangling in my hair.

Aiden's rhythm is powerful and unrelenting, each thrust driving me deeper into the pleasure. Ronan tightens his grip on my hair, guiding my movements as I take him in.

Sliding an arm under my back Aiden drags me higher into the air. He was serious about bending me in half as my back bows even further, arching me until my head is almost upside down. Ronan takes advantage and uses his grip on my hair to position my mouth exactly where he wants it, thrusting harder and forcing himself further into my throat until I’m forced to relax around him.

Aiden's voice cuts through the haze. "Swallow him, Scarlette, take every inch," he commands, his fingers gripping my jaw. I comply eagerly, taking Ronan deeper and swallowing around him.

As Ronan groans above me, Aiden's pace quickens. The room is filled with a symphony of our moans and the wet sounds of our bodies colliding. I'm lost in the rhythm, in the sensation of being utterly claimed by these men.

“I love watchin’ these big fuckin tits bounce.” I feel Aiden’s tongue between my breasts before he takes one of my nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking on it before his teeth nip it teasingly. I moan in response, my pussy tightening around him.

He grunts, sitting back up to grip my hips tightly enough to bruise as his thrusts become harder and more urgent, his hips slapping against the flesh of my thighs. I groan when Ronan’s hand wraps around my throat, cutting off my airway and squeezing around his cock.

Aiden's fingers find their way to my clit, circling and pressing in rhythm with his thrusts. My body responds eagerly, the tension building once again, and I can feel the familiar edge of my climax approaching.

With a final, forceful thrust, Aiden pushes me over the edge. My body convulses around him, my moans muffled by Ronan's cock in my mouth. I barely register the sound of their groans as they follow me into the abyss, Aiden filling my pussy as Ronan’s cum slides down my throat. The intensity of the orgasm crashes over me, a wave of pleasure that leaves me trembling.

Chapter 16

Ronan

After what felt like a physical claiming of my binneas, my sweetness, I wanted her to stay with us, but she insisted on returning home. She made a joke about the penthouse not being Christmasy enough before citing the need for actual work clothes for tomorrow and not scandalizing her assistant more than she already was.

It was understandable. She didn’t yet fully grasp how obsessed we all were with her already.

Once she was dressed in one of our business shirts and a pair of boxer shorts, I still made her wear one of our long winter coats over the top. I didn’t care how hot she got, no one else was allowed to look at what was ours so freshly after we had her skin flushed red and the sweet sheen of sweat coated her skin.

She has only been gone for not even ten minutes before I am already itching to see her again, to touch her beautiful fucking skin.

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