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“Do you feel how deep I’m in this pussy? Huh?”

“Yes,” I cry out. “So fuckingdeep.”

I’m about to come again, my head hanging back as I close my eyes so the rain doesn’t pelt them. But then I’m stopped when Christian moves behind me. He’s lying on his back, too, scissoring his legs with Zeke’s until their balls are tight together.

“I told you I’m going to fuck all of your holes tonight, Billie,” he says, slapping my ass with his cock.

Zeke groans beneath me, grabbing my throat and my attention. He pulls me down so I’m staring him directly in the eyes when he says, “You’re going to fuck us both, baby, and we’re going to make you come undone. This is your only chance to back out.”

I swallow behind the tightness of his grip and shake my head. “I told you—I want you to take away the pain, even if it means replacing it with your own.”

Christian slips his hand into the back of my hair and grabs a handful before he yanks me away from Zeke. His other hand grips my hip, lifting me off of Zeke’s dick as he steadies me over his instead. I clench up when the tip presses against my tight hole.

“It’s going in, Billie. Just breathe for me,” he says as he slowly pushes through the tight threshold.

I let out a breathy moan when I realize it feels fucking incredible. Zeke reaches down and holds his cock up, centering at my pussy again as I sit down on both of them.

“AH!” I scream when I take both of their cocks into me at once. Their moans push me to take control.

Reaching back, I hold Christian’s wrist in my hair while my other hand laces with Zeke’s fingers at my hip. I bounce up and down on them, easily fucking them from how wet I am, but they’re both so fucking big. Neither of them has bottomed out once, and I honestly don’t think I could take it.

“Goddamn, baby girl,” Zeke says breathlessly, gripping my hip tighter. His other hand reaches between my legs and presses his thumb to my clit.

I cry out, sitting further down on them as Zeke circles my throbbing bud. A tingle runs up my spine again as I hold my breath and let my orgasm wreak havoc. But this is not a normal orgasm.

Zeke realizes this and circles my clit faster. His fingers lace tighter with mine at my hip, his upward thrusts pushing his cock deeper.

Christian grips my hair harder, tilting my head back as he thrusts upwards too. They make me feel so full, a sweet, delicious pain tearing through me as I come all over them. I squirt a clear liquid out of my cunt in spurts, their groans growing louder as they fuck me to completion.

“That’s a gooooood fucking girrrrrrrl,” Christian bellows out, fucking my ass hard and fast until his thrusts become erratic.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I cry as my orgasm nearly takes me the fuck out. Just when I thought it was over, another round of pulsing pleasure rips through me.

I gasp when Zeke’s warm fingers curl around my neck, sending an electric shock through my body. His grip tightens, and the pressure creates a wave of pleasure so intense it makes my vision blur. Christian pulls out of my ass, leaving behind a throbbing ache that only increases when Zeke thrusts upwards. We move together in a steady rhythm, and I ride him with growing intensity.

“Right there, baby, right. Fucking. Theeeeerrrre,” he draws out as he comes inside of me.

With a soft chuckle, Christian kneels behind me and kisses the top of my shoulder as I slow to a stop on top of Zeke. “You’re full of both our cum now, little hellfire. Do you know what that means?”

When I shake my head, Zeke leans up and pulls my bottom lip into his mouth before he says in a raspy tone, “It means you belong to us forever now.”

I kiss him hard, slipping my tongue into his mouth as he moans into mine. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I break the kiss and say, “Just as you both belong to me—to all of us.”

“To all of us,” Christian groans behind me as he wraps me and Zeke in his arms.

Chapter 41

DANA WITT

Iwatchthroughthewindshield—the wipers swiping away the misting rain—as Christian and Zeke stand behind Billie wearing their Halloween masks. I’m not sure what the hell they’re doing, but it must be an inside thing. And when she runs through the cemetery toward the wood line, I can’t help but grin and shake my head.That lucky little bitch.They didn’t make boys like them when I was growing up. If they did, who knows where my life would have ended up.

Pushing away the gnawing jealousy in my gut, I jump out of the SUV and approach the officer standing near the van holding my ex-husband for transportation. My boss set up this meeting, meant to occur after everyone has left the funeral. And while those three are off doing whatever it is they’re doing, I’ll be here getting more intel.

“You get ten minutes, Witt. Then it’s times up. Make it count,” the officer tells me as he opens the side van door to give me access.

I jump in, sitting beside Frederic, who’s immobile from his chains being attached to the floor of the van. His blue eyes have a glassy, distant look to them, and he barely moves as I settle in, his expression unreadable. He’s not my favorite person either, even though we were married for just over eighteen years. It was only ever for convenience, never love.

“How are you still alive and breathing in Reaper?” he asks, breaking the silence.

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