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I know that look, and I can’t wait to see what he’s got in store for me. My entire body tingles from the adrenaline that was beating through me just moments ago.

“On your hands and knees, Little Lamb. I’m going to fuck you while they watch, and then we’re going to cover you in our cum.”

CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE

KOVU

My breaths are labored as I stare down at her with blood dripping down her throat.

There was a moment when I came to where I panicked.

I saw my little lamb.

I saw the blood.

I saw the knife.

And I thought I’d hurt her. For just a split second, I had to consider what my life would be like without Camilla, and it was fucking awful.

There aren’t many things that scare me, but that right there, that just became my biggest fear.

She only hesitates for a moment before she does exactly as she’s told, and I flick my eyes to Kaos and Bishop, who are watching me like I’ve grown a second head.

“You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to,” I tell them as Camilla turns away from me and positions herself in the middle of the bed on her hands and knees.

Kaos looks hesitant as I tug the shirt I dressed her in after our shower over her head, revealing her naked body.

“Remind me to thank Crew for making the rule about no panties in the house,” I rumble, and a small giggle escapes her throat. She throws a playful smile over her shoulder, and I get a glimpse of the cut on her throat. After we’re finished here, I’ll take her down to Rogers to get it cleaned up, but I need her first.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had a nightmare that felt quite so real, and it’s going to take my girl’s pussy to wipe it from my mind.

Bishop crawls backward off the edge of the mattress and drops his pants, immediately fisting his semi-hard cock with his eyes glued to the woman kneeling between us.

Kaos stands at the edge of the bed, hesitating. I can imagine he’s probably hesitant to trust me after what just happened, but he has to know I would never intentionally hurt our woman.

I shove my boxers down and groan the moment my heavy cock is in my hands. There’s something about my little lamb’s blood that gets me so fucking hard.

I drop my other hand to Camilla’s pussy and find her wet and ready for me, dragging a groan from my throat. “Do you get off on fear, Little Lamb?” I rumble. “Did it get you all hot and bothered having my knife to your throat?”

Her bottom lip disappears between her teeth a moment before she nods. “Yes, it turned me on.”

A wicked smirk tugs at the corners of my lips a moment before I slap my hand down on her pussy, tearing a strangled cry from her throat.

“You’re so fucking perfect for us, Camilla,” I force through gritted teeth as I slap her pussy again, and she rewards me with a moan this time.

I notch my cock at her entrance, and a groan escapes my throat. Fuck. She’s so fucking wet.

Kaos finally climbs back onto the bed, his eyes darting between me and Camilla, but he’s dropped his pants, and my naked Little Lamb seems like too much of a temptation for him as he reaches for his own hard length.

“You ready for me to fuck you, Cami?” I rumble.

“Yes. Please Kovu. Please take what you need from me.” She pushes back against me, and all four of us let out a collective moan.

Her pussy pulses around me as I push myself deeper, sheathing myself in her wetness. I don’t normally fuck her without at least a little foreplay, but I was too desperate to get inside her, and she was already dripping for me.

“Fuck, Little Lamb,” I grunt.

“You look so pretty taking his cock, love,” Bishop says as he increases the speed of his pumps.

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