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It kind of hurts to smile, and I’m a little afraid of what my face is going to look like when this fight is over. But I made it to the second round. That was my main goal today. Prove to myself and to the guys that I can do this—even if Gina kicks my ass. I’d love to make it to the third round, but something tells me I won’t make it that long.

Never have truer words been spoken—or thought. I last all of three hits because Gina has me locked in an arm bar, and I’m tapping out.

“Great fight, Gina!” I tell her as I struggle to my feet.

“Believe it or not, you did damn good for how green you are, baby girl.” Gina helps me stand up, laughing as Griffin runs into the cage and sweeps me into his arms. “C’mon, Griffin. Let the girl walk out on her own. She earned it.”

Griffin looks torn, but he sets me on my feet. “Fine. But we’re heading straight to the medic station so I can check you out.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I tell him, eyes scanning for Soren and Wilder. “Where are the other two?”

“They’ll meet us.”

I don’t know why that makes me pout, but it does. Griffin chuckles at me as we exit the cage, and he clears a path for us. Once the bouncer opens the door for us, Griffin ushers me into the hallway. I struggle to keep up with his stride, but as soon as my eyes lock on Soren, I’m running toward him.

I launch myself into his arms so he’s forced to catch me as I kiss the hell out of him. Our tongues tangle, and all I can think about is having him buried inside of me. I need to feel those piercings rubbing against my walls as he fucks in and out of me. I whine, breaking the kiss when a pain runs through my lip.

“Mmmm,” Soren hums. “Your lip is starting to swell. She got some good hits in.”

“I don’t care,” I tell him, leaning in close until I can whisper in his ear. “I want your cock inside of me. I want you to bend me over the nearest surface and fuck me with that monster cock of yours.”

Soren chuckles. “Adrenaline riding you hard, isn’t it, sunshine?”

While I know part of it is the adrenaline, that’s not all it is. I’m riding high right now, and I’m realizing that I don’t want to wait for what I want. I’m done with this slow relationship they want us to have. I want to feel their cocks filling me to the brim.

“I want to fuck you—both of you,” I say, turning my head so I can meet Griffin’s gaze. “I’m tired of waiting.”

Griffin growls. “Get her in the damn room right now, Soren.”

When I cry out in frustration, Griffin’s hand comes down on my ass. I squeak before letting out a loud moan that makes both men chuckle.

“You’ll get what you want, little one, but not until I’ve checked out your injuries.”

“Fine,” I bite out. “But you better hurry the hell up.”

“Impatient brat,” he mutters as he shoves past us, leaving Soren to carry me into the room after him.

“Damn straight, and don’t you forget it.”

Soren laughs. “You’re pushing your luck, sunshine. Listen to Griffin, and I’ll give you what you need.”

He sits me on the table but grabs my shorts and yanks them down along with my panties, surprising me. He grins as he yanks me to the edge of the table and spreads my legs. “I’ll keep going as long as you do everything Griffin tells you to, but the minute you stop, so do I.”

“That seems fair,” I tell him, practically panting as he leans down, putting my legs over his shoulder before diving into my cunt.

I moan long and loud. I reach down to grab his head, but Griffin stops me.

“I need to check your hands first.”

I give them to him willingly, and for the next few minutes I do everything he asks for as my orgasm climbs and climbs. Soren’s tongue is almost as wicked as Griffin’s, and as soon as Griffin says I’m good, Soren doubles down on his ministrations, and within seconds, I’m coming all over his face.

Now this is how I want to spend all my post-fight nights.

Chapter Thirty-three

Soren

Freyatastesdivine.Icould spend the rest of my life buried in her pussy and die a happy man. Watching her come on my tongue is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.

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