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I gritted my teeth, determined to hold on until her orgasm had ravaged her and she’d clenched around our cocks.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” She mimicked our movements, fucking us the way we were fucking her.
“Holy Mother,” I murmured and hoped Finn was struggling as much as I was.
“I’m coming…” she wailed. “Oh…yes…fuck…yes!”
She pulsed and spasmed and rode onto us. It was a wild full-body climax that had girl cum basting the roots of our cocks.
I let go. Gave in to my release. It blasted through me and turned all of my muscles to stone.
Finn was coming, too. Grunting through his release and throbbing against my shaft.
I shook and trembled, and her pussy gave my cock fast hammering grips that spiraled me into new levels of ecstasy.
“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.” Finn groaned.
I closed my eyes, bright lights flashing behind my lids. Our flesh was slick and sliding, and the air was hot.
Eventually, we all calmed, though were still breathing fast and being ravaged with aftershocks that trembled through our bodies.
We stayed lodged high in her pussy.
“Is that what you wanted?” I asked onto the shell of her ear and then nibbled the lobe.
“Everything and more.” She twisted her face to mine. “I wasn’t sure I could take you both but I did.”
“Yeah, you really fucking did.” I kissed her mouth. I was falling more and more in love with this woman. It was as if the good Lord had made her just for us. She could not be more perfect.
Chapter Twenty
Rebecca
I slept content and satisfied with my men around me. My brain had moved on from Reg Jacks…for now. At some point I’d have to unwrap that onion of trauma and face each moment, but I wasn’t ready for that right now. Perhaps it was survival instinct or self-preservation.
“Hey,” I said, turning and coming face to face with Cillian.
“Hey yourself.” He grinned. “Hungry?”
“I fucking am,” Finn murmured behind me and squeezed closer.
“I’ll go find food,” he said. “What do you want?”
“Just a slice of toast and coffee, I need coffee.”
“I think you should eat something a bit more nourishing. You skipped dinner.”
“Okay, whatever you think.”
He stood, his face serious. “I’ll get food organized.” He pulled on jeans and tucked his pierced cock into them before carefully doing up the zipper. His hair was definitely in a I’ve-been-fucking-long-and-hard style.
“What do you want to do today?” Finn asked.
“The partners have told me not to go into work, so I guess I’ll go and see Amy and then head home. I feel like I haven’t been there for ages, and it will be nice knowing my stalker is…gone.”
“Yeah, he’s gone.” Finn sat and stretched. “No need to worry about him anymore.”
I flipped over, the duvet twisting around my waist and legs, and watched his torso elongate, highlighting all of the muscles beneath the surface. I was so grateful for him and his brother. They’d called Mary to let her know I was safe and well,and she’d sent a text later with a message from my boss telling me not to come into work until I was up for it. Which wouldn’t be long, I loved my job, and now I’d be able to get on with it without looking over my shoulder.
