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I feel the cool lubricant over my ass as Brendan gets me prepared to be fucked by him, and he takes his time, pushing his fingers deep inside to loosen my muscles. I’ve fucked myself with a dildo before, just haven’t bottomed for anyone.

My cock twitches inside of Líadan as he rubs against my prostate, and I curse under my breath.

“I’m too close, Brendan,” I grunt. “Fuck me. I can take it.”

Looking over my shoulder as he pulls away his fingers, he nods, spreading lubricant liberally over his cock. His tongue piercing flicks over his lower lip as he lines his cock up with my ass, pushing his hips forward to stretch my hole.

It feels good even though it’s intense. Every fucking nerve ending is riding the edge between pain and pleasure as I groan.

“I love when my men fuck,” Líadan moans. Her arms are still bound over her head, and the spreader bar is making her pussy even tighter now that her legs are pushed to the side. She looks like the perfect little sex toy laid out like this.

My eyes roll back as Brendan pushes deeper inside my ass. I don’t want to, but I clench down on him as he begins to fuck me, so in retaliation, the fucker leans forward and bites my shoulder.

“Be a good boy and take my cock,” he grunts.

“God you’re such a smug asshole,” I chuckle, my hips moving in tandem with his as he fucks me into Líadan.

“That’s never changing,” he mutters, groaning as he widens his stance to piston into my ass.

I can’t concentrate on another damn word as the only sounds in the room become grunts, groans, and eventually Líadan’s wails as she comes around my cock. Her forest-green eyes are dark with desire, her body languid as I watch her mind go into subspace.

There’s a bit of glazing in her gaze, and I bury my face in her neck as her next orgasm pushes me over the edge with her.

“Goddamn, I love you both so much,” I roar, my body seizing as I come.

“Oh fuck me,” Brendan grunts, his fingers digging into my hips as he shudders. I know he’s feeling my ass clamping on his cock, and a moment later I feel hot ropes of cum filling me.

Lifting my head, I brush Líadan’s hair off her face, a frown marring my forehead when I realize she passed out on us.

“Princess, come back to us,” I murmur, cupping her face.

“Fuck, that last orgasm looked intense,” Brendan murmurs, kissing my back as he slowly pulls out of my ass.

There’s a bathroom that connects to the room, and he pads over to it to wet a wash cloth with cool water. Coming back, he runs it over her overheated skin, until Líadan sighs, blinking her eyes open.

“Hey,” I say with a small smile. I have slight spots of her blood on my skin from Brendan cutting her, and I know the three of us are in dire need of a shower. “Welcome back. You passed out on us.

Smiling sleepily, she shrugs. “When the dick is that good, sometimes you can’t help yourself,” she teases as Brendan releases her wrists.

Rubbing them to ensure circulation is running through them, Brendan watches and I hiss as I lean back, dragging my softening cock along her walls. Releasing her from the spreader bar, I join Brendan in massaging her legs.

“I feel like a princess,” she says with a smirk when I lift her into my arms to take a shower.

“You’re our princess,” I remind her as I walk her toward the bathroom with Brendan following behind us. “You should always be treated as such.”

We use the shower to show her exactly how serious we are, and get very clean. I’m so damn lucky this is what our lives are like.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Líadan

Four months later

October

Holding Jordan’s hand, I grin as I walk through the streets of Marbella. Brendan is in the shop ahead of us, and is being fairly suspicious. I have a feeling he’s buying something for me, I just don’t know what it could be.

We almost didn’t get to take this trip because Brendan and Jordan started to get worried about the baby and I. I’m a little over seven months pregnant now, have so much more energy, and didn’t want to miss this trip.

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