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He kisses her cheek, and I press in all the way. I’ve had her ass before, but never while she was full of another man. There is so much more pressure. Everything is tighter. And when he moves, I can feel his cock through the thin barrier separating us.

So much for no touching.

“More,” she begs between us. Looking back at me, she says the only words that will have my control snapping. “I need you to destroy me.”

Cillian and I lock eyes. It is as if our bodies know each other as well as they know her. Without a word, we both find our rhythm and get to work doing exactly as our girl asked.

She takes us so well, her ass clenching around me for all I’m worth until I feel that familiar ache in my balls. I can tell Cillian is close and Nessa is just on the edge again, pushing into us as we take turns filling her up.

Unable to wait any longer, I reach my hand around her body and pinch her clit between my fingers. She explodes likefireworks, taking us with her. I can feel Cillian’s cock twitching his release right along with me.

I have to keep myself from falling on top of them, but also not pull out too quickly, as that would cause her pain. It is a good thing our girl enjoys overstimulation though.

My fingers roll over her sensitive nub until I feel her relax enough for me to pull out. Cillian does the same, and we watch our cum drip out of her and onto the bed as she rolls on her back.

“I’m not cleaning that up,” she says breathlessly. I scoop her into my arms in an instant.

“Do not worry, I am sure the kid knows how to change the sheets.”

A pillow hits the back of my head, making me laugh as I take Nessa into the bathroom. She finally seems to realize how much the interior has changed around us.

When I first bought the place, the bathroom had carpet, an outdated red heart-shaped tub, and very dim lighting. The room is practically brand new with heated tile floors, a large shower with a bathtub inside so Nessa can soak while we shower or use the steam setting.

Adjustable LED lighting has been installed and three sinks because Cillian does not know how to rinse his toothpaste out of the bowl, and it drives us both crazy. The large closet was added to the back of the room along with two toilets in separate water closets and a full vanity for Nessa.

I set her down on the shower bench so I can start the water. Two rainfall showerheads and six jets should provide full coverage so that no one is cold should we decide to all shower together or have sex in here. I tried to think of everything we all love to really ensure that this place feels like a home. After all, once we find the stolen kids, we could be here for a while.

“Boris, this is incredible.”

I smile softly. It means the world to me that she likes it.

“It is for you, my little fox. I want you to be comfortable no matter where we are. You deserve a place that feels like home.”

She stands and walks over to me, meeting me under the waterfall shower head. Pressing up on her tiptoes, her lips meet mine. I know she is sore, but I cannot help it as I lift her into my arms, her legs locking around me.

“You are my home,” she says, pulling away from my lips. “You and Cillian will always be my home.”

Speaking of the man child, he steps in and presses himself up against her back, kissing her neck.

“And you are ours, Love.”

I look into her eyes. “Our home and our love. No matter what.”

Chapter 38

“Hello, Nessa,” Dr. K greets when she answers the phone.

Boris and Cillian both encouraged me to call, and once I was able to get a full night of rest, I agreed.

Sometimes, people prefer to talk when they are in the thick of their feelings, but that’s not me. I need to calm down and breathe first. Therapy is exhausting, and I prefer to start off with as much energy as possible.

So right after I woke up and finished my coffee, I snuck into the room Boris had made just for me and hit the video chat button.

“Hey there, Dr. K.”

She smiles, and it warms my heart just a bit. I can tell she cares for me, and her gentle blue eyes make me feel safe.

“How are you doing today?”

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