Page 60 of Hot Chocolate & Hitmen

I’m so far gone, completely lost in her. My body moves on instinct, drawn to her like she’s the only thing grounding me. She’s lying there, exposed and vulnerable, but there’s no fear in her eyes–just heat, trust, and something more.

I lift her with no resistance, her shredded clothes left behind in a heap. My fist tangles in her hair, yanking her head back as I shift onto my heels and haul her onto my lap.

Locking eyes with her, daring her to look away, I grip her hips and pull her into position, the head of my cock pressing against her entrance. It takes every ounce of control not to thrust deep, to claim her right then. I’m too big, and the last thing I want is to hurt her–but fuck, the temptation is there.

She gasps, her fingers digging into my shoulders, body trembling as I start to push her down. Her warm, wet heat sends fire racing up my spine.

“You’re ours, Grace,” I growl, my lips brushing her ear as I push inside, the stretch making her groan. My hands grip her harder, more possessive, as I drag it out, making her feel every second of it. “Every fucking inch of you.”

Grace whimpers, her nails raking my back as I press her down, seating myself to the hilt. She's tight, hot, and so damn wet. I groan, my eyes rolling back as I fight the urge to pound into her right then and there.

Instead, I slowly pull out, almost all the way before sliding back in again, a little bit faster this time. And again, and again, picking up speed each time until Grace is moaning unashamedly against my neck. Key and Teddy have both stripped down, their cocks hard as they wait their turn.

Key’s low chuckle rumbles through the room, but I barely register it. All I can focus on is Grace. Her breath coming in short, desperate gasps. Her body trembling with every thrust. The way she grips my shoulders, nails biting into my skin, sending a wild surge of possession through me.

She’s mine. Ours.

I feel Key’s hands move to her sides, caressing her as I drive deeper, and her eyes flutter open, catching his gaze. His cock is rock hard, inches from her mouth, and when she licks her lips, I nearly lose it.

Teddy, ever the calm one, moves behind her, his large hands sliding over her back. Caressing her trembling body, his cock presses between her legs, teasing her from behind. "You ready for more, Little One?" He growls, his voice thick with lust. Grace’s moan is all the answer he needs.

I tighten my grip on her hips, keeping her steady as I push harder, my thrusts more insistent. Her eyes glaze over, lost in the sensation. And fuck, I’m right there with her.

Key’s fingers brush her lips, teasing her until she opens up for him, taking him into her mouth with a needy whimper. The sight of her, lips wrapped around him, drives me wild. Unable to help myself, I grab her hair, yanking her head back just enough to see the pleasure and submission in her eyes. I control her movements as I continue to thrust into her, forcing her to take him deeper, harder, faster. Each swallow acts as an echo of my cock slamming into her sweet little cunt.

Teddy’s fingers trail down her spine, gripping her waist as he slides a hand lower. "We’re just getting started, Grace," he murmurs, his voice dark, promising. "You’re going to take all of us."

With each word, my thrusts grow harder and rougher, matching the pulse of need that’s roaring in my blood. Grace moans around Key’s cock, her body trembling between us.Completely ours and at our mercy, it’s all I can do to hold back, to savor every second before the storm breaks.

Teddy's hands grip her hips firmly, his touch dark and possessive. He leans in, his voice like gravel as it brushes against her ear. “Relax, Little One. You can take it.”

Grace’s breath hitches, her body trembling between us. I feel her tense, but Teddy’s fingers are already working lower, spreading her apart and teasing her to distraction. His thumb presses against her tight entrance, slowly circling, pushing her ever closer towards the edge.

Key pulls back, his cock still thick in her mouth, watching with a devilish grin as Teddy positions himself behind her. “That’s it, Sugar,” he murmurs. “You’re gonna be so full.”

Grace moans around Key, her hands gripping him harder as Teddy presses the head of his cock against her ass. The tension in her body is electric, her muscles tight, until Teddy pushes forward. Inch by inch, he slowly claims her. She gasps, her back arching, her body trying to adjust as he pushes deeper.

"Fuck," Teddy growls, his hands tightening on her hips. “You feel so fucking good.”

I can feel it too–her body trembling, stretched and filled by both of us, completely overwhelmed. She’s never looked more perfect, caught between us, taking everything we give her.

“Breathe, Grace,” I rasp, my voice raw as I feel the tightness of her around me. Her body squeezes mine and Teddy’s cocks as he finally buries himself inside her fully, his groan low and animalistic.

Key’s eyes darken and his lips curve into a grin as he watches her surrender. “You’re fucking incredible, Sugar,” he murmurs, wiping the bead of sweat from her brow before sliding back into her mouth.

Muffled by Key’s cock, Grace moans deep in her throat. I grab her harder, pulling her down onto me with a sharp thrust,feeling the stretch, the heat, the way her body shudders between us. And this time, I don’t hold back.

The sound of her screams are cut off by Key’s cock, her nails digging into my chest. Her body bucking against me as I start to fuck her harder, rougher, the way I know she needs it. Her walls clench impossibly tighter around me, and I grit my teeth, fighting for control as Teddy matches my movements beat for beat.

There is no mercy, no reprieve. My thrusts are deep and relentless. My hands move up to her waist, pulling her down again and again, as I feel her body tighten, react, and melt into mine. Each moan, each gasp fuels the fire in me, and I can feel my restraint snapping. I can feel the raw need to claim her. To break her down, piece by piece.

Teddy’s fingers slide between her legs, teasing her clit in perfect rhythm with my thrusts. Grace’s body tenses, her thighs shaking as she gasps around Key’s cock, completely overwhelmed.

“You like that, baby?” I snarl against her ear, my voice rough and barely controlled as I pound into her harder, faster. “You’re fucking ours. Say it. Say you’re ours.”

I once again grip her hair, tearing her off of Key’s cock just long enough to gasp, her voice hoarse and breathless. “I’m yours...All of yours...Oh God…”

Key groans as I slam her mouth back on him, choking her with his cock as she welcomes the invasion, her moans vibrating through all three of us. His eyes meet mine, wild and dark, his breath coming in ragged bursts. “She’s perfect,” he growls. “Fuck, she’s perfect.”

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