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Guilt.

I should have been racked with it.

Shouldn’t I?

But I wasn’t.

“Why should you feel guilty?”the grimoire whispered.

So many reasons—

My breath hissed between my teeth as Valen’s tongue swept across my swollen clit and his fingers teased against my aching entrance and then slid inside.

“Open wider for him,” Bastian murmured in my ear as I let out a moan. He held me tight against his chest and my head fell back on his shoulder as he gripped my thigh and spread my legs further apart. “Your cunt looks so perfect,” he continued. “Red and raw from being stuffed with our cocks—”

My body shuddered as Valen’s fingers curved inside me and thrust upward into a spot I’d never known existed before they touched me…

“Oh, fuck—” I whispered.

Bastian’s fingers tightened on my thigh. “Make her squirt,” Bastian taunted his brother, and then his lips pressed against my neck and his cock throbbed against my back. “Don’t you want to cum on his tongue?” he murmured.

“Yes— Yes—” I whispered back.

Valen chuckled against my pussy and lashed my clit with his tongue as his fingers thrust deep inside me—hard and fast.

Bastian’s other hand was on my breasts, pinching and plucking, making me gasp.

Titus stood at the end of the bed, watching, stroking his cock as Valen devoured my pussy. I reached for him, desperate to feel his skin under my fingertips.

“I want—” I choked out.

“What, little bird?” he asked as his dark eyes locked on mine.

“I want your cock.”

My voice was unsteady, but strong enough.

Bastian chuckled. “Insatiable little thing…”

Valen sucked harder on my clit as his fingers pressed against the softness of my inner walls, driving another climax forward.

How many was that now?

I’d lost count…

Why were you counting?

Titus’ smile was brief as he approached my eagerly outstretched hand. As soon as he was close enough, I brought my hand to my mouth and licked my palm before I grabbed his cock. He groaned as I laid the flat of my spit-slicked hand against his hard length and wrapped my fingers around it.

“Keep your eyes on me,” he growled as I stroked him gently. “I want to watch you cum on his face.”

My teeth chattered as Valen’s actions sent shivers through my entire body.

Valen’s fingers curled inside me, finding that perfect spot again and again. Each thrust made my body quake with tremors of impending release. His tongue flicked mercilessly against my clit, and the pleasure bordered on pain as he drew me closer to the edge of a new sensation, one that grew tighter and more overwhelming with each thrust.

I tightened my grip on Titus’ cock, but my strokes became erratic as the sensations overwhelmed me. Bastian’s hands continued their delicious torture, one squeezing my breast while the other dug into the flesh of my thigh, holding me open for Valen’s ravenous mouth.

“Don’t look away,” Titus commanded, his voice a dark rumble. “I want to see it in your eyes when you cum.”

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