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Warmed by his words, I let him pull me into his chest and listened to his heartbeat as I fell asleep.

In the end, even the rebel slut from the wrong side of the tracks was deserving of love. It had just taken me a while to believe it. But now that I had, I’d hold on to them with everything I had.

And if anyone tried to come for them, they’d have to go through me, and I always stabbed first and asked questions later.

Try me.

I wasn’t afraid to be a little psychotic, especially when it came to them.

CHAPTER 36

HOLLAND

“You ready?” I asked Grady, his ass up in the air and perfectly prepped. I’d never wanted to fuck someone so much in my entire life as I did right now. The thought of pegging Grady had become an obsession, and I wanted to bring him to his knees.

“Yes.” His voice was strained, but he kept his ass up, his legs spread. “I trust you, mi chispa.”

Smiling at his nickname for me, I notched the head of the strap-on at his hole and slowly pressed in. His hands tightened on the sheets, his face red as he gritted his teeth.

“Breathe out,” I reminded, stopping as I waited. When he did, I pushed through the first ring of muscles, and he relaxed. When I brushed against his prostate, he moaned, his body softening.

“Fucking hell,” he cursed. “Don’t stop.”

Gripping his hips, I pushed the rest of the way in, my thighs meeting his ass.

“I’m in. How does it feel?”

“Weird, but good. Move, baby. I want to feel you moving.”

“Why is that so hot?” Quentin whispered to Max as they waited for me to get Grady comfortable.

“It’s Holland?” Max said, shrugging as he watched. He smirked, hitting a button and making the vibrator inside the strap-on go off, sending flutters through me.

Faltering, I fell forward for a second before I regained my stance and pulled out. With each thrust, Max hit the button, sending the pulses through me as I fucked Grady. I found a good rhythm as Grady moaned, his hands gripping the sheets for a different reason this time. Quentin moved behind me, ever the impatient one.

“You ready for me?” he asked, kissing my neck.

“Yes,” I moaned, trying to focus on my thrusts as Quentin pulled the plug out of my ass. I felt my ass clench and unclench as the plug was removed, feeling empty as I waited. My pulse jumped as I continued to move in Grady, my thigh muscles burning as I rocked into him. He panted beneath me, groaning and moaning into the comforter, completely blissed out now.

“Shit,” he mumbled. “I’m so close to coming.” He gripped his cock between his legs, tugging it as he clenched his eyes closed.

I grew tired as I continued to ram into Grady, appreciating the athletic ability guys had to fuck hard. I’d definitely be feeling it in muscles I hadn’t used in a while tomorrow. But I looked forward to it, knowing it was from making Grady a weeping mess and wholly wrecked.

Quentin pressed his cock into my ass as I plunged forward, halting my movements as he filled me.

“Oh, god,” I moaned. He held my body to him, tilting my head to kiss me.

“Don’t stop,” Grady groaned. Max hit the pulse again, and my legs shook.

Quentin held onto my hips, pushing me forward with his thrusts, helping me gain some power behind mine. I went deeper, dragging the dildo over Grady’s prostate with each thrust. My heart raced as sweat beaded on my skin, and every inch of me flushed as need rushed through me. I was close and knew it would only take one more pulse from Max, and I’d crash over the edge.

“So close,” Grady groaned, squeezing his dick hard as pre-cum leaked over his hand.

“Take it, baby,” I demanded as I pushed forward, Quentin following me as he did the same. I lost track of my movements as I rocked my hips back and forth, fucking Grady with everything I had as I grew closer to the edge.

“Fuck,” he screamed as I hit his p-spot one last time. His cum spilled over his hand as he stroked himself, his ass tightening around the strap-on as I moved in and out. Max hit the pulse, and I detonated, squeezing Quentin as I came. My body shook, my walls clenching tight as everything in me exploded.

Grady fell to the bed as Q held me to him; his hips made small thrusts while I came. When I was done, Max moved to me and helped me remove the strap-on before I took him in my mouth. Max fucked my throat as Quentin gained his rhythm, pounding into my ass with deep and hard thrusts.

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