Page 240 of Quinlan

“Look at yourself.” Rome’s gentle as his thumb strokes the back of my head. He pulls back, lifting me higher. “Look at how beautiful you are.”

Liam is silent as my eyes skim over the patches of red wax. I’m covered in it, down to the stripes where they marked me.Hemade me like this.

And he’s watching me, his body brimming with curiosity as he waits for my reaction.

“I love it,” I say through the tears. “I’ve never felt more beautiful in my entire life. More seen.”

Liam’s face lights up, his satisfaction evident, even though he isn’t smiling. He puts a hand on Damien’s shoulder—a sign for him to start pummeling into me. Damien does exactly that, sitting on his knees, fucking me into the floor.

Another drop of wax lands on my navel.

Rome releases my head to the floor, but this isn’t an innocent gesture. I see where Liam’s going with this.

While Damien’s inside me, Liam spreads my pussy lips, splashing wax on my clit. It’s sadistic. It’s a turn on. The gesture is such an intimate one.

What a heady feeling it is, to be owned and loved like that.

“Fuck,” I scream, struggling to catch my breath.

“We aren’t anywhere near done with you.” Rome moves around me, his thighs bracketing my face. He shoves his cock inside me, fucking my mouth.

With his cock inside me, Liam’s wax on my body and Damien railing me, I unravel. I come, moan and gasp. I’m desperate for air. Choking harder on Rome. Damien’s hands are there too. Beneath my thighs, raising my body in an angle that allows for his cock to reach the deepest. Into my womb.

“You make me so hard.” Liam’s fingers are on my clit, rubbing the wax on it. Prolonging my orgasm. “The way you break for us. The way you never give up. Our plaything. Our everything. Ours.”

They keep doing that for long minutes. Rome’s eyes on mine, his palm on my cheek as he takes his pleasure from my mouth. Liam twists my clit between his fingers, his other hand palming my breast.

And Damien…

“I’m close.” Damien thickens inside me. I haven’t stopped coming. Or I did, and I’m coming again. That, too, hurts so good. “Such a good girl, squeezing me like that. Such a good. Fucking”—he lifts one ankle to his lips, bites—“girl. Begging me to put babies inside you.”

Damien sinks his teeth into my flesh and it sets off his orgasm. He curses, groans, and holds me tighter as he shoots his cum inside me.

My muffled scream is what does it to Rome. His hand is wrapped around my throat as he tells me, “Fuck, you feel good. Fuck, you’re perfect. Take all my cum, sweetheart. Yes, just like that. I want to see you swallow.”

I do, swallowing every drop down my throat. My lips are bruised, and my throat is tight, but I take all of it. Rome pulls out, tucks himself in and sits next to me.

“Beautiful.” He drags a finger over my wet chin, teasing my lips with his fingertip. I kiss him. “As beautiful as you were the first time the three of us used your pretty little body to get off.”

The dream from the other night. Me, waking up without my panties.

“What?” The word is garbled around Rome’s fingers.

“Please.” I’m empty and needy when Damien draws out of me. I miss him already when he tucks himself back into his boxerbriefs and zips up. “Pretending you have no idea what we’re talking about.”

“Did you…” My speech is garbled from Rome’s finger in my mouth. He moves it to the side, keeping it in my mouth so I can talk. “Drug me?”

“You did. Sort of. The melatonin helped.” Liam’s between my thighs, spreading them. He’s fixated on my face while he drags my arousal and Damien’s cum from thighs. He groans when he pushes it back inside of me, his teeth grazing his bottom lip. “The rest was all you. You were so sweet that you let us.”

I want to say I didn’tletthem do anything. I really didn’t. But how can I be mad at them? At the men I love? At the people who came to take me when I myself had no idea how badly I needed it?

I can’t. I won’t.

At least this time I’m awake for what they’re doing to me. I inch my legs wider for Liam, nodding my consent. It doesn’t matter that he doesn’t ask for it. I give it to him anyway.

He slams into me, his heated eyes going completely black.

“Goddamn it, Quinlan.” His breath is ragged.

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