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Her claws come out in full force, and I understand now why Arrow calls her Kitten. These babies feel sharper than knives as they dig into my flesh. I love every single fucking second of it.

Rolling my hips, I find her sweet spot, knowing I can’t hold back much longer. When she gasps into my mouth between frantic kisses, I anchor myself there, giving her everything her body is begging me for.

“Havoc I’m, oh gods I’m coming. I’m come….” I cut her off, sealing our lips together one last time before pulling back to finally watch her face as she comes.

Her eyes roll back and her lashes flutter while she screams my name. I can feel the plug inside her, making her feel so full as the bars on my dick slide along her entrance.

I’m overtaken with awe and wonder as she comes. Then I see Arrow, floating on the edge himself. I push up while continuing to fuck her.

“Come on her chest while I come inside her.”

She’s already confided in me that she's safe from getting pregnant, so I have no problem burying my seed deep into her greedy little cunt.

Arrow’s breath stutters as Laney’s pussy grips me even tighter. He paints her chest, and the sight of her covered in his cum with a fully blissed-out expression, pushes me over the edge along with them.

Eventually, my brain floats back to the present universe where we’re all panting. Laney’s eyes are nearly closed with exhaustion, and Arrow looks more relaxed than I’ve ever seen him. I don’t know what the future holds for the three of us, but if it’s anything like what I feel right now, I vow to myself it’s worth fighting for.

We all clean up, and Arrow and I take turns massaging aloe into Laney’s marks. None of them should last longer than a day, but aftercare in all forms is appreciated. I rub some arnica gel into her hickeys too. As much as I want her to wear my marks, I also don’t want them to be tender for her.

When we’re done, she kisses us then demands that we all stay together. It’s a weird feeling as we all settle in, our limbs overlapping in sated contentment. It’s almost like I’ve finally come home.

Chapter 15

As I lay there with my arm draped over two naked bodies, I try to think about what just happened. Not only did I just experience my first threesome, but I also felt a strange sort of pull to Havoc.

I’ve never been one for pain play, but as he used that flogger on her back, I fell into a trance just thinking about every one of those leather tassels caressing my back in the same way they were Laney’s.

When he started using the whip, I wanted it used on me. It took me a second to snap back to the scene when he pulled me in because I was so caught up in my thoughts about how it would feel for that sweet bite of pain to strike across my dick.

I let out a sigh, not understanding what’s going on in my head. I don’t think I’m attracted to him, maybe just the things he was doing. That has to be it. I’m straight. I’ve always been straight. I’m not allowed to just change that because of one little moment.

Pulling my arm back, I run my fingers through Laney’s hair and look over her features in the moonlight. The golden strands of her hair sparkle, and her face shows the most contented peace I’ve ever seen from her. Havoc is snuggled into her neck, the rough stubble of his trimmed beard pushing into her soft flesh. But it seems to comfort her in a way I don’t know if I ever could.

Maybe there is something to this sharing thing after all. If I go along with this, then maybe I can explore the pain thing. I could even ask Laney to do it so I don’t feel so confused. The moment I touched his dick, I felt like I couldn’t see straight. It had nothing to do with the idea of how painful those piercings were.

Shaking my head, I sit up. I need to clear my thoughts, but the idea of leaving this bed is too much right now. I don’t want to be away from Laney, and I definitely don’t want to leave them both here alone.

My thoughts must be louder than I imagined because, after a minute of running circles in my head, Havoc props himself up on the other side of Laney.

“You okay?” he asks in a gruff voice. I inwardly push away the fact that it sounds sexy on him. Oddly enough, I feel like he actually wants to know, so I give him an honest answer.

“Not really.”

“Was me hurting her like that too much?”

I shake my head. “It actually made sense at the time. Obviously, she likes these things or she wouldn’t own them, I just don’t have experience or a want to use them on her.”

I just want you to use them on me.Stop it. I’m just confused, that’s all.

“Sooooo, what is it then?”

I run my hands through my hair.

“I don’t know. Just everything I guess. I’ve never been with a man like this before, and I don’t know what to do.”

“There is no right or wrong here, Arrow. Do what feels good, whatever you want. If it’s too much, we have a safeword and vice versa. If I touch you or our swords cross and you need to call it to create some space, that’s okay.”

“Swords?”

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