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I was desperate to know. And one look at Mason’s face told me he was, too.

“What is it?” Mason asked, his voice gruff. I knew that voice—it was the one he had when he wanted something just a little too much. Usually when he wanted me. The way he was staring at her, his eyes practicallyburning, let me know his restraint wasn’t far from snapping. And I couldn’t wait to witness it.

“Can I?” Macie asked softly before sinking her pearly white teeth into her plump lower lip.

Christ. Did she have to ask to suck his dick so goddamnsweetly?

“Can you what?” Mason rasped, his breathing quickening the slightest bit. “I want to hear you say it, sweetheart.”

She licked her pink lips, moistening them, and God, my dick went half-hard so fast, the room momentarily spun from the lack of blood to my brain.Jesus. Did she have any idea how fucking innocently sinful she looked when she did that while looking up at my man with those big, blue eyes?

A throaty groan ripped from my chest when she slowly sank to her knees in front of Mason. He sucked in a sharp breath, his hands fisting where she had them cuffed by her delicate fingers. “Can I suck your cock?”Fuuuuck. “I want to repay you.”

“Fuck—Macie, you don’t have to fuckin’ repay us,” Mason growled. “Helping you never came with a price tag, little one.”

She scooted a little closer to him, her lips a mere couple of inches from the tip of his cock, which was already hard again. I leaned a shoulder against the wall, ready to settle in and watch Mason get worshipped by her pretty, perfect mouth.

“Then…” She drew in a deep breath. “Please let me, Mason.”

She released his wrists when he didn’t say anything for a moment, but the second she did, he was gripping her blonde hair in his massive hands and tilting her head back just right. “Open that pretty mouth for me, little one.”

The way she obeyed him was fuckingglorious.

She parted her lips, and when he slipped the tip of his thick length between her lips, shemoaned. The sound echoed in the small bathroom, and my dick wept a little at the sound. Mason moaned as he slid deeper, and when she didn’t gag as he entered her throat, his eyes rolled back in his head.

“Jesusfuck, your throat is so tight,” he groaned, staring down at her. Holding her head steady, he began to thrust in and out of her mouth. Slurping sounds filled the bathroom. Drool ran down her chin, and before long, tears were leaking from the corners of her eyes.

She looked properly debauched and so goddamn beautiful in that moment, I couldn’t help but sink to my knees behind herand circle my arms around her waist as I rested my chin on her shoulder.

“You take his dick so well,” I murmured in her ear. Her small whimper was muffled by Mason’s cock stuffed down her throat. “You’re making him feel so good, princess. Doing such a good job for him.” I circled my fingers around her lips, groaning as Mason’s cock slid through my fist, too. “This mouth of yours is so perfect.”

“I’m not gonna last with your hand there,” Mason panted, his hazel eyes more green than gold now. “Jesusfuck—”Macie gripped his hips, holding him in her mouth, and I felt him give in, his cum pumping from his dick into her sinful little mouth. Her eyes drifted closed, and she moaned as she swallowed everything he had to give her.

When he pulled free from her, I took her weight, pressing a kiss to her temple. “You did so good, princess,” I murmured. “Come on. Let’s get you back to bed.”

She nodded, and when I turned her on my lap so I could cradle her to my chest, she wrapped her arms around my neck. Mason ran a hand over her hair, his eyes soft and warm. “I’ll be there in a few,” he told us quietly. “I need to shower.”

I snickered. He shot me a dark look and an eyeroll before I turned, sweeping out of the bathroom to put Macie back to bed. Once she was beneath the covers, I stripped down to my briefs and slid into bed beside her, tucking her back into my arms.

“You know we’re not letting you go, right?” I murmured, not sure if she’d even hear me. I could tell she was already drifting off.

She hummed but didn’t say anything. That was okay, though. I’d make sure she knew her place was right with us wherever we went tomorrow.

6

Macie

When I woke up the next morning, a blizzard was raging outside. The wind was howling, battering against the windows and the door of our motel room. The heater was no longer on, and cold was seeping into the room little by little and bathing over my face while the rest of me was left warm and snug between Joke and Mason.

Joke’s hard cock was pressing against my ass, and when he tightened his arms around me and gave an experimental, tiny thrust against my cheeks, my breath hitched in my throat, and a broken whimper slipped from between my lips. He hummed and pressed his lips to the back of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.

“Like that, princess?” he murmured. When I nodded, he did it again. Warmth pooled in my belly, and my core clenched around nothing. I felt miserably empty. “Yeah, you like that.”

Suddenly, Mason was gripping my chin and slanting his lips across mine, taking my mouth in a dirty kiss that wreaked havoc on my nerves. I moaned, pressing against him all while I pushed my ass back more on Joke. Mason slid his hand under my shirt, and when his palm covered my breast and his fingers gave my nipples a little squeeze, I swear to fuck, I drenched my panties.

There was something about the way these men touched me, so sure and confident with their big, rough hands that just drove me so quickly to the edge. And I’d barely even been touched yet.

Joke’s fingers played along the band of my sweatpants, and I clenched my thighs together, my breathing quickening.Please, please, please?—

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