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“Yes! Yes, yes, yes,” she chants, throwing her ass back against Colt. He moans, then traps her underneath him so she can’t move. “I love it. I never want it to end.”

I tilt her chin up with my finger and lean in, noses touching. “That will never happen. You’re ours, Harlow, and we are yours. You hear me? Yours.”

She comes from those words and Colt shouts from her tightening as spasms travel through her body. Colt slams into her, pausing as his orgasm fills her, hoping it reaches her womb. While he’s coming, he pulls out, making a mess on her ass with a few streaks.

“Fuck,” he draws out, nostrils flaring. “You look so pretty all dressed up, sweetness.”

I didn’t think her cheeks could get any redder, but the blush deepens when he says that.

“Come here, sweetheart.” I gather her in my arms, her body limp and trembling from multiple orgasms.

Good, because I’m at the edge. I won’t last.

I want her on top of me, but I don’t think for her first time that it’s a good position. Colt and Bane watch us, their cocks still semi-hard, and I know later on in the night they’re going to want to take her again.

Laying her down on her side, I settle in behind her and Bane settles against her front while Colt is at her feet. Bane kisses her just as I slip inside her tight heat.

The feel of her takes my breath and I slide a hand down her body until it settles on her hip, then thrust, finally moving. I sink my cock in, her pussy swollen and tender but still taking me so beautifully. I peer over her body to see my tattoo on the sensitive part of her groin. I breathe in her scent and right now it smells of sex, sweat, and come. Maybe some wouldn’t like that, but I do.

We did that to her.

Us.

I lick the salty sweat on her neck, sucking a mark onto her throat, and she groans.

“You’ve done so good, sweetheart. Taking all of us. Such a good girl taking all of our cocks. Maybe one day…” I press a finger against her forbidden, puckered star between her ass cheeks. “You’ll be filled in all your holes. Your mouth so you can’t scream, your pussy, your ass, and you’ll be so damn full of us, all ruined and stretched for each of our cocks.” The filthy words slip from my mouth easily and by the groans of the guys, I know they like the idea too.

“Yes,” she whines, pushing against me. “I want that.”

“I know you do. You’re our dirty fucking girl,” Bane rumbles.

“We will work up to this.” I pat her virgin star, staring at where my cock is splitting her open.

I slam into her, igniting a loud shout, and continue the hard strokes until my orgasm clashes with hers and I fill her, giving her every drop of everything I have. I kiss her shoulder, slowing my strokes until my cock slips free and a rush of come escapes her.

I don’t want us to move yet. In this room, we are safe, nothing can ruin the moment. We need to change the sheets and get cleaned up, but I don’t want to move. I want to stay right here and I never want this to end.

“She’s already asleep,” Bane says, sliding off the bed, and I do the same, then we both climb under the blankets. She gravitates to Bane, her head nestled in the corner of his shoulder. He smiles, a good change from the scowl he always wears. I hug her back and Colt slips in behind me but stays on his back so we don’t touch.

We might share one woman, but we do not touch each other. It isn’t like that.

“We’re in deep,” Colt states in the silence of the room.

So deep I don’t think there’s a way out.

Not that I want one. I meant what I said.

She’s ours.

14

HARLOW

Iwake up sore, sticky, and a little uncomfortable. I yawn, noticing my body isn’t on a bed, but lying across three hard, muscular, and sexy bodies. My head is on Bane’s chest, while my stomach is against Alto’s, and my legs are across Colt’s.

How the hell does one get in this position?

Oh, I know.

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