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“Fuck baby, no one feels as good as you. Do you realize that?” he pulled back, then slowly slid back in. “Your pussy was made for our cocks, your heart for ours, your soul for ours. If I could, I’d keep my cock in you all the time, use your little pussy like a personal heater, and carry you around everywhere I went. So when I felt like coming, I could. If I felt like breeding you, I could.”

Her eyes flashed at this last, and he kissed her before she could reject his statement.

He pulled back again to say against her lips, “You think you don’t want that, but I just felt you clench around me and drench me again. You love that idea, don’t you? The three of us filling you up with our come, again and again, making you our perfect little beautiful breeding slut? Using your holes whenever we wanted, baby?”

She clenched around him again, whimpering affirmation and agreement. “Yes,” she gasped.

He smothered her with another kiss, sliding in and out of her soaked cunt, needing to say the next. She’d wanted to hate them, back at the cabin, for making her feel used.

“You want us to use your holes, treat you like our little cockwarmer, because you know we love you and we’ll take care of you, don’t you, baby? Know you’re everything to us, including our perfect little fucktoy? That we’d die for you? That we want to live for you?”

“Yes,” she cried again.

Good.With her acknowledgment between them, he pulled back his hips and shoved his cock in hard, satisfaction filling him as his woman came around him, clenching and writhing and screaming more, the greatest testament to her being alive that existed in the entire goddamned universe.

Alive, and his.

Theirs.

Part of him was aware that the whole point of parachuting in was to launch a surprise attack on the Johnathans. Fucking Kara in the middle of the island made them easy targets if they got caught. But with her cunt gripping his cock and flexing around him as he fucked into her, again and again, tension building inside him as he tried not to come, not yet, he realized he almost didn’t fucking care. He needed this, and so did she, and the world could go fuck itself for a while.

“Kara, baby, tell me you love me,” he demanded.

“I love you,” she cried out immediately.

“Tell me you love all of us.”

“I love all of you,” she said.

“And you’ll never leave us,” he said, his voice tight with command.

“I’ll never leave you!” she came again with a scream, and her words sent Micah over as he filled her cunt with everything he had.

14

There was only one place Chris could be holding them on the entire island. When Billy and Micah had studied the island’s topography, and searched for any heat signatures, they only found one spot. They couldn’t even be positive that’s where Luke and Conor were being held; there was no building there, and it just looked like a patch of ground. But it was the only thing they had to go on, and Kara’s gut told her that’s where her men were.

Of course, it was on the other side of the island, which meant a day of trekking through the forest and rocky terrain to get there. Kara wasn’t a bad hiker, by any means, but she knew Micah could probably run the entire length of the ten-mile island without breaking a sweat. She was holding him back. It was a real concern, especially considering Luke and Conor had been taken three days ago; god knew what had happened to them in that time. Just thinking about it made Kara want to scream. She missed them; she needed them safe; she needed them whole.

But it was too late to turn back now.And not only wouldMicah not leave her by herself, their plan required her complete participation. So she walked as fast as she could, trailing him, ignoring the way her calves burned and knees ached, shoving away the pain of the blisters forming on her heels and ankles from the brand new hiking boots, because it wasn’t like they’d been able to go get her broken-in ones from her apartment in Chicago. Even though she was thirsty, even though her stomach growled with hunger, she kept going. Kept going, as the forest turned to dirt and thick, sharp grass and open sky.

“Do you need to stop, baby?” he’d asked multiple times, and her only answer was to shake her head, chug a little more water, and plow on.

He’d shake his head, knowing she was lying, but giving her what she needed, and she was grateful to him for it. She’d just jumped off a plane and almost died, she could handle a ten-mile hike, no matter how hot it was or how her lungs burned from the exertion as they headed up a steep hill under the sweltering sun.

Finally, he stopped, grabbing her by her hips. Gracefully sitting on the ground, he guided her onto his lap.

“Micah…”

“Baby, no,” he said. “You’ve been going for hours and I’m proud of you, and I didn’t want to stop you from doing what you needed to do. But if you don’t take a break and eat something, you’ll faint. I’m not going to allow that.”

Sighing, she opened her hand for the protein bar he’d grabbed from his pack. Holding it out of reach, he unwrapped it.

“Open,” he coaxed her.

“Micah, now is not a good time for sex,” she protested.

He rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “Feeding you is notonly something that turns me on. It’s an imperative for me. When I know you’re hungry and thirsty, and I haven’t fed you, my whole body feels off, like something is wrong and I’m not doing my job. Taking care of youismy job. It’s the most important thing I do. Don’t take that from me, not now.”

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