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"You were absolutely gorgeous." I look to Rory and frown.

"Did I just..?" Looking pointedly at my pussy then back up at him.

"Oh, pretty baby, you squirted for me and it was fucking epic."

Well, hell yes… we can definitely do that again.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

MEYER

Never in a million years did I think I'd be capable of watching the woman I love being touched and fucked and cared for by anyone other than me. It's one thing to know I'm sharing her outside of my bedroom, it's a completely different monster to witness it.

Except watching her at the height of her pleasure is nothing less than extraordinary and, in any case, I cannot deny her a damn thing.

So, here I am, watching her lose her fucking mind from not only me slamming my dick down her throat, but from Rory pressing down on her lower abdomen and making sure she squirts right into his mouth.

It was impossible not to come. More than that, I didn't want to hold back. As it stands, my little kitten has our cum on her and in her and, to my utter surprise, that thought keeps me hard as a fucking two-by-four.

"Hunter, move the table and set us up in front of the fireplace. Blankets and pillows are in the hall closet." Hunter doesn’t hesitate at my words as Rory places a tender bite onto Quinn's inner thigh like he's marking his territory, earning him a growl from me. His responding chuckle only makes me want to punch him in the throat, but this is about Quinn, not me.

Lifting her into my arms, I cradle her naked body into my chest and kiss her on the top of her head, murmuring, "You're such a good girl, Kitten. So pliable and responsive. You please us every time you come for us." She mewls, the tiny sound penetrating the titanium wall I have surrounding my heart. Only she can affect me like this. Only Quinn.

Rory has dropped all pretenses, ridding himself of every stitch of clothing as Hunter returns with arms full of blankets and pillows he's arranging around the fire. Not too close that we burn but not far enough for the cold to touch us.

"Come, little kitten, let's see how many more orgasms we can pull from you."

As I take the three steps to our makeshift bed, Hunter shucks off his own clothing and lies down on the comforter, arms wide open and ready for Quinn. There's a moment of hesitation for me. A slight second where I don't want to hand her over, my mind screaming mine, mine, mine. Until I remember that this isn't about me. This is what she wants.

Kneeling with her in my arms, I settle her down with Hunter and watch as Rory licks his lips like the calculating psychopath he is. Eyes dart from Quinn to the fire and back to Quinn as his hand goes back to his cock, and just like that, this motherfucker is hard all over again.

I'm almost afraid to ask what's going through his mind.

"I don't think I like that look on your face, Rory." I sit on the big chair facing the fire and spread my legs as Quinn's color returns to her cheeks and her body begins to rub up against Hunter's naked form. He's kissing her neck and collarbone, his hands roaming up and down her back and ass, pausing only to dip his fingers into her pussy before roaming back up to her long dark hair.

Fuck, I'm so hard.

"Quinn. Come here, Kitten. Crawl to me." Fuck, she doesn't even hesitate, her body following my orders like I'm the master pulling her strings and she's my good little puppet.

When she reaches me, I pat my lap and turn her around so she's facing the others, her pussy sliding down my cock like it's finally coming home.

"Now, I think Rory and Hunter need their cocks sucked." Kneeling in a reverse cowgirl position, her folded legs aligned with my thighs, I hold her steady as she reaches out and takes both their cocks in her hands.

I lead the rhythm, pulling her up and down my dick and watching her press both their cocks together, licking the tip and moaning at the taste of them.

I'm surprised by how fucking hot I find it. Her pleasing other men but still belonging to me, taking pleasure from me. Allowing me to own her body while she pleases my best friends.

Fuck, her pussy is like velvet, warm and wet, taking me so deep every time I bottom out.

Rory's hand goes to her head, his fingers digging into her scalp as he guides her, pushing her to take him deeper into her mouth.

"My turn." Hunter's cock is now in her mouth and she's moaning around his length while her hand is jacking off Rory's dick.

"Fuck, she feels so goddamn good," comes from Hunter, who locks eyes with me and I can see he's about to come again.

I reach around and pinch Quinn's little clit, my arm a tight band around her waist as I start to pound harder and harder into her.

The guys pull out of her mouth, she's unable to suck their cocks at this point and it's time for her to come so we can take this to the next level.

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