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“You okay, Vallie Baby?” Tyler kisses my lips, but I’m useless, unable to think, respond, or kiss—Breathe.

“She’s fine.” Donnie’s chuckle is dark and menacing—like him. Reaching for my shoulders, he glides his big hands up my neck, creating a collar. He uses my throat to support his movements as he and Tyler start to fuck me in unison.

I. Completely. Unravel. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“Such a greedy pup.” Donnie grunts. “One bone isn’t enough for my wife. She. Needs. Two”—he slams in deep— “shoved inside her.”

Dexter’s fingers smooth down my hair, a cooling trail to my chin. He grips my chin and tilts upwards so he can take my lips. He kisses me as though he is dying of a hunger that only I can satisfy.

“God.” I let them use me.

The twins pound me relentlessly. Tyler getting worked up to a pace that matches Donnie, seemingly spurred on by his fierce rhythm. A heavy wave of pleasure builds through me, lifting all my hairs and heating my blood.

Their thrusts are unfaltering.

Relentless.

Perpetual.

Until—

“Fuck…” Tyler starts to shudder.

“Fill that pussy, Ty!” Donnie snaps.

Two grunts. Two thrusts. Tyler rubs his length beside his brother’s as he pumps me full of warm spurts of cum.

And the sensation of his throbbing cock explodes my brewing pleasure, dumping me into the depths of another blinding orgasm.

Dexter eats my mouth as I climax. Crying, trembling, yelping to their thrusts, Ifall—plummet—into exhaustion’s demanding hold.

“That’s my good boy. That’s my good girl.” Donnie grinds, his cock lengthening to ungodly proportions, taking up even more room beside his twin’s as he jerks, tightens, and then fucks me through a roaring climax meant to claim and ravage my senses.

Like I have any left?

My body flops.

Can’t take anymore.

But Dexter wraps me up in his arms, helping me slide from between the twins as they pant and sway, clearly tingling with their own pleasure. Their cocks slide out, and I gasp at being empty. Swelling into the void. Immediately.

“Daddy’s turn to fill you, Baby Girl.”

Oh. Fuck…

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

VALLIE

Five months later

I wake to the sound of a thud and deep laughter. Sprawling my arms wide, I stretch and seek a warm body beside mine. It's been five months since Dexter returned, and I am very rarely alone in bed. We have settled into life as a family. As a unit. Always together…

Huh…

I sit up on the mattress and search my room—Donnie’s room. Initially, I moved in here for Molly. For the adoption agency. Mum and Dad. Normality.

Now, it’s just what it is. It’s also one of the biggest, central, and we all fit in this bed at the same time.

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