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My cheeks warm. “I’m ... I’m not on anything. It’s been almost two years since Kalen, and I haven’t been with anyone ... I kind of haven’t renewed my birth control pills.”

Realization has his gaze dropping back to my opening. His features harden, matching the deeper thrusts of his fingers. “Fuck, did I just breed my baby’s little hole?”

He expels his fingers coated in cum and nudges them straight into my mouth.

I suck them obediently, painfully aware of the fact that it’s a mixed smear of me, Daniel and Christian. I’m also conscious of the fact that he fucked his brother’s cum into my body. I know enough biology to know Christian’s swimmers could still have gone up when he pulled my underwear in place, but they definitely had plenty of help from Daniel rubbing the liquid against me, nudging it inside.

A sweet shiver rolls through me, making my pussy clench and expel the cum from inside me.

Daniel’s cum.

A giddy, euphoric prickle of excitement pools in my belly. Tugs on the corners of my mouth, drawing them into a happy little grin. My gaze drops to the thick, veiny spear protruding from the center of his chiseled body. A weighty piece of delicious man-meat still rigid and ready for another round.

Now that I think about it, had it even gone down this morning after dick fucking my throat? Did it ever go down? He just emptied a gallon of semen inside me and still stood fully erect.

My curiosity wins. I reach between my sprawled thighs and close my fingers around him.

CHAPTER TWENTY

MIRA

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Daniel’s grunt pulses between us. The heat of his cock burns up my arm as I stroke him. As I rub his smooth shaft from tip to base.

Part of my brain can’t believe I finally get to do this. Can’t believe I’m naked in his backseat, legs thrown open wide around him with zero shame while I palm his beautiful dick.

Daniel is nothing like Kalen. Not in any shape or form. But his cock is all man. Big and intimidating just like Daniel is. I’ve felt it rub against me hundreds of times, swollen and needy, but it doesn’t compare to this.

“Is this mine, Daddy?” I peek up through my lashes in time to watch the sharp tightening of his jaw.

“Yes. Fuck, yes, baby. All yours.”

I brush my thumb over the head, gather the slick droplet pooling at his opening and rub it over the thick cap.

All the while, I never take my eyes off the man I would give my soul for. I watch him watching my hand like he’d been given a second chance at life.

“I can have it whenever my pussy is wet?”

Daniel growls through his teeth. His fingers carve dents into the leather headrest. The knuckles bleached white.

“Mira...”

I stifle my giggle and distract my brain by pumping my fist along the thick, pulsing vein winding down his cock.

“I need it again, Daddy. My little hole needs—”

Strong fingers catch my waist, and I’m dragged up and across his lap. My legs are pulled wide over his thighs. My back against the firm wall of his chest. His cock is a throbbing appendage brushing against my soaked opening.

“Once I’m done stuffing your tight cunt, we’re going to have a long conversation about that fucking mouth of yours.”

I reach down and grip him, hold him in place while I bring myself down. I don’t muffle the shaky whine of his name as I let his head breech me.

“You don’t like it?”

His grip tightens. They dig into my hips, cutting bruises into my skin. His hot breath rushes across my shoulder blade.

My only warning.

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