Page 71 of Letters to the Lost

“Good?” he pulls back to look at her incredulously, “That’s it? Just good?”

“What do you want meto say, Dominic? I told you I was sick of people thinking they could do shitty things and get away with it. He hurt me, Dominic, he might not have physically hurt me, but he did so with his actions with no care,” She declares, her head held high as she stares down Dominic with a stubborn set to her jaw.

“Perfect. Utterly fucking perfect,” he says before crashing his mouth to hers.

The kiss is anything but sweet, he devours her mouth with his own.

Demanding.

Possessive.

Like a man starving.

My cock grows hard once again as I watch them. The possibilities of how we could drive her insane between us running rampant in my mind as I watch him claim her.

“Dominic,” I utter, my voice hoarse from watching them.

My cock practically weeping from how hard I am.

“What?” He groans pulling his lips from hers, his eyes narrowed.

Not answering for now, I walk over to them both. Pressing my front against Autumn's back, I look down at them both loving the hitch in Autumn's breath as she feels me press further into her.

My hard cock jabs her in the back, but I make no apologies. I may have gotten off earlier, but she wanted me to take control.

This is me taking control.

“Does it make you wet to be between us Princess? To have us worshipping you like the goddess you are?” I nip at her earlobe as I tease my words into her ear.

Autumn's breath stalls as the images run through her head, the smallest moan slipping from her mouth as Dominic's hand skims over her waistband.

“Fuck. You’re such a dirty girl for us aren’t you Cupcake? Do you want us to make you feel good? To fill you up with our cum as we claim you as ours?” Dominic utters, his hands roaming over her body.

Unable to hold back from touching her anymore, I wrap my hand around her throat from behind like a collar. Tilting her head back so she looks up at me, I slam my mouth over hers.

The slight taste of cookie batter makes me groan as it mixes with the taste of her.

It's intoxicating.

She’s intoxicating.

“Answer him, Princess,” I command her as I pull back.

“Yes Sir. I want that. I want to be between the both of you,” She answers, her voice hoarse. Her lips are already swollen from our kisses, her eyes are glazed as we continue to worship her body with our hands. Running them over the fabric of her clothes.

Driving her wild with need.

“Bedroom,” I command them both.

My hands twitch with the need to grab Autumn from Dominic's grip, wanting her under me ASAP.

“Yes Sir,” Dominic sasses, his pierced lip curving into a half-smirk as he stands with our girl still wrapped in his arms.

“Nope. Only she gets to call me that,”

“Ok Daddy,” He chirps, running from me before I can clip him on the back of the head.

Autumn's laughter can be heard as he rushes to her room, and I follow behind. My steps are controlled and measured as I follow them, wanting to fully be in control before I get there.

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