Page 121 of Their Dark Rose

From beneath me, Falk growls. He tugs me to him, sliding two fingers into my pussy. Ravenous as he drives me closer and closer to the edge.

“Look at you, flower.” Mason drags his lips on mine, biting me. “About to come on my brother’s tongue.”

“And on my finger.” Finn’s tone is dark and ominous. For a moment, as he adds his clean fingers to my pussy with Falk’s fingers, I have the illusion he intends me to come like that.

A classic mistake. Finn slips the wet digit fast, slamming it into my ass. I scream into Mason’s mouth, collapsing on him. Loving how sweet the ache is.

“That’s it,” he groans, squeezing my breast until it feels like it’ll rip out. “That’s a good girl. Come for us, flower.”

I don’t last a second longer. With the smell of death and that of my boyfriends—my future husbands—I reach my orgasm. My breaths are labored, my chest expanding from the millions and millions of emotions swelling in me.

“Such a good girl.” Falk places my leg on the floor, grabbing my chin. “Even when you taste like a brat.”

He devours me with his kiss, then Finn, and eventually Mason.

“Fucking delicious.” Mason flips me to face him, taking us both to the bed. The dirty bed.

He notices the shift in me. “We’re creating new memories. Destroying the bad ones.”

My smile is unstoppable. Of course, they’ll do it for me.

They’ll help me. Take the bad and make it better. They’ll mend this broken world around me. Fix it and heal my soul.

“Thank you.” I straddle him, lifting my hips so Mason can free his cock.

Mason’s hands are on my waist, lowering me onto him. He curses, slipping deep inside me. My walls are teased and lit up because of how incredible his piercing feels inside me, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

“Ride me, flower.”

I answer Mason’s demand without a moment’s hesitation. I grind on his thick, hard dick, yelping whenever he smacks my ass to go faster, harder, deeper.

Behind me, I hear belts clinking. Clothes dropping to the floor.

“All of you together?” I’m a little wary after today, but I’m not afraid. Especially not of them.

“No, baby.” Finn bites my ass cheek, and I let out a pained yet pleasured moan.

“Then?”

“We’ll take turns on you.” Mason rocks me faster on him. “All of us. Always.”

Looking to my right, I find Falk in all his naked glory. The rose tattoo next to his groin is a beautiful background to his very naked, very hard cock.

“You’ll have our cum deep inside you, princess.” Our eyes meet and his intensity nearly knocks me over.

Mason buries his fingers into the flesh of my hips, holding me in place. “They’ll be our babies we put in there.”

“When one pops out,”—Finn watches us, dark and intense—“we’ll just plant another one in there. Then another and another.”

“We’re going to need a bigger house,” I gasp as Mason hits me so deep I feel him in my belly.

“Of all the possible things that could go wrong, this is what you’re worried about.” Falk moves in on us, pulling on my hair while he fists himself.

“We’ll buy out the whole damn block.” Using his clean hand, Finn shoves two fingers into my mouth, leaving them there.

My pussy clenches at their words and touch. My heart swells and soars.

“Come on my cock, flower.” Sensing my need, Mason slips his thumb between us, rubbing my wetness on my clit. “I’m there. Let me come with you.”

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