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When Knox blankets me with muscles and good humor then slides home, filling the emptiness Carter left behind, all thoughts vanish.

No more thinking.

All I can do is react to the perpetual pleasure these men bring me.

CHAPTER 10

Carter

Poppy’s trying to kill me.

Actually, it’s worse than that.

She’s not some femme fatale, artful in the ways of seduction and manipulation.

Our beauty is a natural. Perfect for us in every way. Tying my balls in knots simply by being.

Son of a bitch, we’re in trouble. There isn’t a clause in our contract that deals with falling for the woman we planned to breed.

I’m one stroke in. One. A single pump into paradise and I’m already on the verge of breaking. I’ll tag Knox next because if I’m this rattled, Aiden is doomed.

Let’s face it. We all are.

Something bigger than we bargained for is going down. It’s not only being in Poppy bare or the anticipation of flooding her with our release when we’re always so damn careful not to do exactly that with our playmates triggering our frenzy.

It’s her. She’s the perfect fit.

For all three of us, plus the family we found with each other and hope to expand.

Maybe not only by one person, but now two—a babyandits mother.

Fuck! That’s not how this was supposed to go.

Our necklace around Poppy’s delicate neck glints in the candlelight. It reminds me that this bond is forever. Not only for her, as we’d expected, but also for us.

Damn it!I wanted an heir, not a sticky situation.

There will be plenty of time to worry about that later, though. Nothing is going to keep us from holding up our end of the agreement now that we’ve unleashed the wanton hiding inside our innocent beauty.

Fisting Knox’s cock, I lead him to Poppy as she cries out and reaches for him, desperate to be filled.

I fit him to her and slap his ass, all the encouragement he needs.

Knox cups her shoulders and grinds, working his shaft deeper and deeper with micro-strokes that drill him forward then back a bit. His advance is slow and measured, assisted by my restraining hand on his hip.

I won’t let him loose on her.

Not before she’s ready for his wild side.

Aiden doesn’t mean to make matters worse. He’s kissing our beauty, cooing to her, helping her adjust to having a man—her second one—tunneling into her tight, slick passage.

The effect his sweet whispers and caresses have on her only encourages her to move with Knox, matching the rhythm he sets between her legs. She’s a quick learner.

It’s not long before he’s riding her, lifting her higher and higher while Aiden assists. He’s playing with her tits, licking and biting them. Suckling the sting away before starting again.

I’d jerk off to the sight of my lovers double-teaming her, but I want my come in her, not splattered across the three of them.

The fact that I can’t stand so much as my own hand on my dick without losing my legendary control is a bit of a shock.

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