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“Do you want that, Rey?” Holden asks. “Do you want to feel what it’s like for us to split you in two, while you gag on a twelve inch dildo with your nose plugged?”

He yanks on her nipple, and her body locks down around my fingers as she convulses.

Damn, I wish I was in her ass when it happened, with my knife carving lines downs the curve of her back. What am I saying? I can have that. I walk over to my dresser to get what I need. On the way back, I shove my sweat pants down to my hips, roll the condom on, and squirt a generous amount of lube on it.

Holden pulls a condom out of his back pocket. Good thing he has his own. I don’t have a size to fit him. He surprises me once again when he removes his shirt. I watch as Thea gets to her knees and licks up his abs to his chest and captures his nipple ring in her mouth, giving it a slight tug.

Holden gathers her hair in his hand, but doesn’t pull her off. His eyes are closed, his teeth digging into his bottom lip as she drags her nails down his pecs.

Miracle number two. She’s touching him. She’s touching him and he’s letting her. I pull her onto her side and settle behind her. Holden is in front, claiming her mouth, as I press kisses against the nape of her neck and shoulder blades. He pulls back and I lean up to watch as he notches his cock at her entrance.

She tenses against me. I hook my hand under her knee, lifting it to give Holden room, and go back to dotting kisses across her skin as he pushes inside. Her hand grips my forearm. I check Holden’s progress. “You’re doing so good, Pet. Just breathe.”

Her breath hitches, her body rocks as Holden pushes in further. Her body arches towards me. Holden grabs her face, yanking her back against his body, he says, “Where do you think you’re going? You’re gonna stay right here and take this cock. Both of these cocks.”

His hips snap forward and from the quick exhalation of her breath, I know he’s all the way in. I give her a second to adapt, smoothing my palms across her skin. He takes a few slow thrusts, letting her acclimate to him. I huff a breath when she rocks her hips, sliding against me. I grab the lube and squirt some between her ass cheeks, and add some more to my palm, smoothing it along my length, then set my tip against her opening.

“Hold her still, man.”

Holden grips her hip and hooks her leg higher while I slowly push inside. “Relax, Thea.” She pants and whimpers as I push in further. I can feel Holden and the ridges of his piercings. I don’t know how he was able to get those damn things, but having them pressed against my cock from the other side feels amazing.

“Ready?” I hiss when Thea squirms between us.

“Yes.” She pants.

I nod at Holden, and he pulls out, then slams back in, taking a few test strokes. Then I match his stroke, finding the rhythm we had with our fingers, his piercings adding to the friction against my cock. Thea’s ass muscles quiver, and I groan at the same time Holden does.

Holden stretches Thea’s hands over her head, and I shove my right hand under her head, gathering my hands at her wrist, holding them up, and hook her leg back around my hip, thrusting deep. Thea’s body rocks forcefully between us.

Holden says, “Look at you. Taking two cocks at once. Such a needy little whore, aren’t you?”

She’s a whimpering, gasping mess, her pleas desperate and unintelligible. With my blade, I make two tiny cuts on her left shoulder blade. “You bleed so pretty for me.” She clenches around me, breaking my rhythm.

“Fuck, man.” I grit out. “I’m not gonna last much longer.”

Holden clamps his palm against her face, blocking her nose and mouth, as he rasps, “Time to hold your breath.”

I lap at the two dots of blood pebbling on her skin as her body convulses, clenching around my cock. I push deep and hold steady as her ass milks me dry. Her body goes slack as Holden slams home a few more times, before he finally releases with a heavy groan.

I feel like I just ran a marathon. I rub my hands across Thea’s shoulder, trying to work the circulation back into it. Holden pulls out first, the slide of his piercings a little jarring across my soft and sensitive dick.

Thea’s slowly coming to as I pull out of her ass. I push her onto her stomach, waiting until her eyes blink open before climbing off the bed to deal with the condom. When I come back, Holden gets up to do the same. I look over at the empty chair Pax was sitting in.

I’ll talk to him tomorrow. Tonight I’m curling up next to my girl, who’s sporting droopy eyes, and a blissed out expression on her face. I put my knife on the dresser out of her reach and crawl back onto the bed. Holden stares down at her. He’s probably heading out, too. He has to be in bed alone, if he even sleeps.

I watch him get into bed. He pulls Thea against him, grabbing her breast like it’s his teddy bear or some shit. I’m too tired to comment, so I slide my knee between hers, and link our hands together.

“Don’t get comfy.” She mumbles. “I’m going back to my room in a few minutes.”

Given the possessive way Holden’s holding on to her, there’s no way that’s happening. I peck her on the cheek. “Whatever you say, Pet.”

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Thea

My hand hits a warm body as I roll over in bed. I flinch and reach under my pillow for my knife. Where the hell is my knife? My body tenses, my panic mounting, until someone mumbles, “You okay, Pet?”

Finn. Why is Finn in my bed? Did he take my knife so I can’t accidentally kill him? As my initial panic eases, I remember where I am and… what happened last night. Finn and Holden tag teaming me after my conversation with Wolfe. Although tag team might not be the right word. Sometimes, it felt more like a competition. They gave a good effort, but they both tapped out after my fourth “O” at their hands. The first one didn’t count. I did that myself. With Wolfe’s help. I wish he would’ve been here. The three of them together is what fantasies are made of.

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