Page 101 of Reclaim (Deadly Hearts 3)

“You up for some fucking?”

I chuckle. “A bullet to the shoulder isn’t likely to stop that, Princess.”

“Before we do that, I need to hear the words, Daddy. Do you forgive my sins?”

I cup her face, hooking my thumb into her mouth. “Always, Princess.”

She smiles and climbs off my lap. She disappears into the kitchen and returns with a big pair of scissors. Handing them to me, I know what she wants.

“Lie down on the rug,” I instruct her.

When she is settled, the rest of the men come to her.

Ignoring the shooting pain in my shoulder, really not giving a flying fuck that I’m about to bust the stitches, I kneel down and lean over her. I take the scissors and snip the straps of her vest top, rendering the fabric. Ruby arches her back, wanting more. I grasp the hem of her top and slowly cut a line up the middle, letting the material fall free and expose her black lacy bra. Pressing the cool scissors against her skin, under the middle of the bra, she gasps. I slice that open and peel it away. Her nipples are rock hard. I want to suck on them, but she needs me to finish undressing her. I shuffle down to her feet and cut away the soft material of her tight black yoga pants.

Snip, snip, snip.

I nick her skin on purpose and enjoy her shiver.

“Kneel,” I rasp, turned on by this seduction.

The other men pull the scraps of her clothing free and then I cut one side of her underwear so that it falls down. Then dragging the blades of the scissors across her stomach, I release her from the other side and drop the scissors to the floor, eager to remove the knickers from her.

Free from the burden of clothing, she purrs, lying back down on the soft rug and opening her legs, making it very clear what she expects of me.

I waste no time in giving it to her. Pressing my mouth to her pussy, I taste her sweet juice and lap away, thrusting my fingers deep inside her.

Arching her back again, inviting her other men to bite down on her hard peaks, I tongue fuck her, slowly until she trembles. An orgasm shoots through her. I taste it on my tongue and groan.

“Princess, you taste so good.”

She moans at my words and shoves her pussy closer to my face. “Cillian,” she pants. “I need you to fuck my ass, while Declan fills my pussy with his cock.”

I glance up at my twin. He nods and I ask him to hand me her handbag from the side table. He hastens to bring it to me, and I root through until I find a small tin of Vaseline lip balm.

She giggles. “Resourceful.”

“Always.” I smile and turn her over.

She rises to her hands and knees, giving me access to her rear hole. I dip my finger in the Vaseline and slide my finger into her, preparing her to receive my twin’s cock.

Once she is ready, panting and eager for this on every level, I help her to her feet and over to the sofa. Cillian, already naked and waiting to take her, sits down and she sits on top of him. He guides his cock to her small hole and lets her sink down onto him, a guttural groan escaping his lips.

“Good?” I ask.

“Fuck, yes,” he replies.

“I was asking Ruby,” I snort.

She laughs and settles all the way onto Cillian’s cock. “The best. Now come here and impale me from either end.”

I strip off, her eyes watching me closely. I’m already as hard as iron, when I step in between Cillian’s legs and lift my foot onto the sofa so I have leverage to get close to her. I slide my cock into her wet pussy with a soft grunt.

“David. I want you to stuff your cock into my pussy now as well, alongside Declan’s, and I want you to both fuck me hard, feeling your cocks rubbing up against one another while I come all over you.”

“Jesus,” I pant, slamming into her harder.

David moves into position, naked and ready.

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