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Slowly, we pull out together, and I grin as Brax lifts her into his arms.

“How are you doing, Baby?” he asks, twisting until she’s laying on the bed and his large body is covering her.

“Can you fall asleep after too many orgasms?” she asks sleepily. Kyna barely sleeps I’ve noticed, and then she works insanely late hours. No wife of mine will work that much. It’s unacceptable.

Surprised by my thoughts, I remind myself that for now, one night is all we get with her.

“You can nap later, and then we’re going to fuck you again until your pretty little cunt stays stuffed full of our cum,” Brax tells her as he lifts her leg onto his shoulder and slides his cock inside of her. His eyes close as he groans, making me grin.

He looks as if he’s found his new obsession, and I have to agree. Kyna gasps as she takes his cock inside of her, her fingers digging into his shoulders as her back bows. “Braxton, holy fuck you have a horse cock between your legs,” she tells him.

Jameson snickers as he lays on the bed watching them. It’s one thing that she swallowed it down like a champ, but her pussy is going to be getting a workout tonight. Glancing down at my own cock, I frown as I see that it’s streaked with blood.

She really was a virgin. Having three men at once, who make it their mission to keep you safe by locking you in your room, probably isn’t the ideal situation, but it’s the only option for Kyna.

We are obsessed with her, it only made sense that she’d be ours at one point.

Jameson watches as Kyna gets fucked by our best friend, completely enamored by her. Shaking out of his stupor, he sits up and meets my eyes.

“I’m going to wash up. She’s going to be sore with that big fucker between her thighs,” he chuckles. “I’m going to get her a cloth too.”

“Wipe between her legs and her ass, but get the plug,” I tell him softly, making sure Kyna can’t hear me. “I want to keep everything inside of her. If she gets pregnant, Dad is more likely to let us have her. He’s been bugging me about finding a wife.”

I expect him to deny me, but he simply nods and gets up. Braxton makes Kyna come around his cock, and when I look over, I notice she’s passed out as he finds his release.

“If you’re wondering how many orgasms it takes to make our girl pass out, it’s six or seven,” he says breathlessly, amusement in his eyes as he kisses her forehead. We may not be soft men, but we can try for her.

Jameson comes out of the bathroom with the new pussy plug that I bought for a rainy day, and a warm towel. Brax carefully pulls out of her, pushing his cum back into her tight hole as he looks down at her.

“Don't worry, big guy. We’re going to be making sure it all stays in,” Jameson tells him, showing him the plug.

Yep, we’re assholes, but we’re all hers.

4

BRAXTON

Kyna’s sleepingon my chest and I don’t really know what to do. She fell asleep initially between the three of us, and then we woke her up a few hours ago to fuck her again. My dick is hard as the sun comes up in the sky, but Adrian mentioned she was a virgin and to let her sleep.

The look of horror I gave him, as he and Jameson got out of bed, made them chuckle as they left to shower and find Gerald. We’ve always wanted her for ourselves, which is why it pissed me off that her boss insisted that we were banned from the club.

It’s what Kyna said, but the bouncer is a big black fucker, and he refused us entry as well. I don’t know if our names precede us and the company we keep, or if the girl laying in my arms asked for her boss’s help. Either way, it’s been bothering me that I couldn’t have eyes on her at all times.

Gerald has a lot of enemies, and by extension, so do we. The little brat won’t stay in her room, though.

What are we going to do with her?

It’s almost six-thirty in the morning, and while I don’t want to get up, I’m going to need to soon. Kyna sighs in her sleep, making me freeze as I remember she still has the plug inside of her.

Carefully turning, I hold her in my arms as I gently pull it out, hiding it in the blankets. I don’t want World War three to start so early in the morning.

“Are you snuggling me, Braxton?” Kyna asks, amused, making my lips twitch. That’s basically what it appears as.

“Maybe I’m stuck and trying to get free?” I tease her. I want her to call me Brax instead, but if she slips in front of Gerald that could also lead to issues.

Our lives are way too complicated, and Kyna doesn’t have a clue.

Lifting her in my arms, I get up and walk to the bathroom. We both need a shower after a long night of fucking.

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