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I yank open my jeans to release my cock and glide my fingers through her cum, smothering my cock in her release as I climb to my knees and pull her hips into me until her ass sits over my thighs. Lifting from the bed onto her elbows, she watches as I line my tip up to her entry and slide into her, stretching her out, filling her up. “Have you missed my cock?” I groan, relishing the heat of her pussy squeezing the length of my dick.

“Yes. Fuck my pussy like you own it. Make me sore.”

“I do own it,” I growl, reaching up and wrapping my hands around her throat, squeezing just enough to tease her airways, taking care not to anger the bruises there. My forearm rests in the valley between her tits, and I sink my hips forward until I’m buried to the hilt, my balls slapping against her ass.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Kit. You own me,” I tell her, pulling back then powering my hips forward, making us both gasp. We fuck hard, sweat coating our skin. Our bodies collide with force and accuracy.

My cock, hands, and lips claim her, marking every inch of her skin with my scent until she’s screaming out again. Pinching her clit with my fingers, I tease her nipple rings with my teeth, giving her just enough pain to feed her pleasure, taking her to a new high. Her pussy clamps down on my cock, draining my release, and I pull out, my cum spurting over her pretty pink flesh. Her foot slams down on my shoulder, and she licks her lips, her chestheaving. Smirking, she crawls onto all fours and looks over her shoulder at me. “Again.”

Fuck, I’ve missed her.

CHAPTER 30

IT’S REAL

KITTY

I spread my hand across the mattress, my heart skittering to a stop. Empty.

No.

Memories of last night play out in my head like a movie. We exhausted each other, then he curled his body around mine, and I slept good for the first time in forever.Did he leave?Clearing the fog from my sleepy brain, I sit up, groaning from the brightness. Diamond must have opened the damn blinds yesterday. I despise that window. If I could, I’d live in a cave.

The sound of running water pricks my ears, and I release a strained laugh.He didn’t leave.A wave of happiness fizzles through my veins.

This time is different. It’s real.

“Do you hate me, Kit?”

“Yes, so fucking much.”

Slipping out of bed, I stretch my limbs, grunting from the effort. Keg walks across the room, arching his back and meowing at his food bowl. Placing some kibble down, I stroke his fur,making a mental note to take him out later, then push the bathroom door open.

A lazy smile creeps over my face. Cutter’s tall, perfect silhouette shows through the frosted glass of the shower. My heart begins its usual fast rhythm at the sight of him.

The soles of my feet tap against the cold tiled floor as I make my way to join him. Steam fogs the room, dusting my skin in goosebumps.

Cracking the door, the water sprays over his skin, bouncing onto mine. “I thought I fucked you into a coma the way you were snoring,” he teases, his eyes stroking over my skin like a dirty touch.

“I don’t snore.” I push my body flush with his and grip his cock in my palm.

“I beg to differ,” he groans, hissing when I bite into the flesh of his pec.

“And here I thought I was the one who does the begging,” I flirt, peppering kisses there. His cock grows in my fist, and I stroke the length.

Clasping my cheeks, he crashes his lips to mine, consuming me, forcing my mouth open with powerful swipes of his tongue. He kisses like he fucks, deep and rough, leaving my head spinning.

He breaks the kiss, his breath dispersing over my skin with every exhale, his jaw locked and eyes heavy with need. My stomach dips. “Are you going to gawk at me or fuck me?” Like throwing a flame to a gasoline bottle, he detonates, lifting me up and slamming me against the shower wall. A shock of pain thrums up my spine, and pleasure floods my core. His thick, long cock pushes through my swollen folds and enters me roughly, making me cry out.

“Did that hurt?” he asks with a growl.

“Yes.”

“Good.”

He fucks me hard. Brutal. Perfect. Us.

The sun skips over my flesh with warm kisses as I lie on a lounger close enough to the barbeque to get first dibs. Wait too long around here, and you end up with fuck all. Brothers become animals around cooked meat. One time, Grease polished off a full thanksgiving turkey on his own, much to Diamond’s horror.

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