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My eyes water, but Aiden is there to kiss away the dampness.

It’s so strange to feel Carter’s hand in me, his finger rubbing the spot he injected.

“Five minutes for it to kick in?” he asks.

I agree.

“Good girl. Distract her until then,” he commands Aiden and Knox. “Get her as horny as you can. It’s the only grace I’ll give you three before I rip that shit out.”

He scoots back on his stool, his legs braced wide and his cock in hand.

I’m already forgetting about anything but the fire he ignites in my soul when he strokes himself as his minions do his wicked bidding. They’re all over me. Kissing, licking, sucking, grinding, rubbing, and petting.

My eyes flutter closed as I get lost in the sensations they impart.

And when I gather, despite the small spot of numbness deep within, I have the answer to Knox’s question. An orgasm rolls through me before I can even warn my three billionaires.

While I fly, Carter pounces.

He reaches inside me, grabs the string he found, and yanks.

I’m still shuddering, displayed for their examination.

Carter holds the IUD up between two fingers. His lips twist as if it’s something vile, before he peels off his gloves and wadsthem up with the device. He throws everything in the trash before slamming the lid of the garbage can. “Good riddance.”

CHAPTER 14

Knox

Oh shit.

Beauty did it now.

Whether on purpose or by accident, Poppy tripped every last one of Carter’s switches.

And here she is, stretched out on some perverted contraption, her arms and legs immobilized, held up and open for us like she’s some sort of not-so-virgin sacrifice. There’s even one of those metal pull-out drawers for us to stand on to make sure our dicks are at the perfect height to drill into her as deeply as possible.

Last night was for her.

This is for us.

White paper crinkles beneath her as she tests her bindings, writhing in her lingering climax. Her sweet whimpers only make my dick harder.

Carter removes the speculum and tosses it aside.

“You’re ours, beauty. For the rest of the weekend. Don’t forget it.” Now he has his hand on her neck as he fits himself to her and starts to press his dick inside. He’s not choking her, but he keeps her in his grip as his cock burrows into her tight pussy.

All she can do is lie there and take it.

Not that she seems to mind.

She’s crying his name, her lips set in an O, as he possesses her bit by bit.

When he seals them completely and rests, his balls pressed to her ass and his torso tucked to hers, she whines like a deprived, wanton goddess.

Aiden and I are there, making up for Carter’s single-minded pursuit. We’re taking turns kissing her, plumping her tits in our hands and sucking on them in between rubbing her everywhere we can reach.

Her moans keep time with Carter’s fucking, which isn’t gentle or measured.

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