Page 187 of Fearless

Always fucking them.

Reid’s steady pace soon becomes more and more erratic as he begins to chase his release. His grip on my hair is painful, but it’s exactly what I need.

Pleasure and pain. Two of my very best friends.

“She’s close,” he says, his fingers digging into my hip as he bottoms out inside me. “She’s—fuuuuck,” he groans as I fall over the edge, clamping down on him and forcing him over with me.

“Fuck me,” Mav groans as I pop off his dick to suck in a breath.

“On your knees, little dove,” JD demands and I instantly follow his order a beat before both of them unload all over me, marking me. Claiming me.

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“Fuck,” I groan, watching as my cum drips from Alana’s chin and onto her chest.

Best fucking sight ever.

Coming back to himself faster than me, Mav reaches for her and lifts her to her feet.

As if we’re three magnets continually attracted to touching her, three sets of hands move, each needing a connection with her soft, addictive skin.

“A girl could get used to this,” she muses as we tease her.

“You should,” Mav says honestly.

“Yep, this is it now,” I agree.

Reaching for the shower gel, I squirt a generous amount in our palms before we work together soaping up her entire body, ridding her of the evidence of what happened down in the basement.

I can’t lie, watching her stand up against her cunt of a father got me hard as fuck.

But watching her hit him…

Fuck me sideways.

Reaching for her punching hand, I lift her knuckles up to inspect them.

“You’re fierce, baby,” I whisper, letting the rainwater shower head clear the bubbles from her split skin. “But you’d be a liar if you said this didn’t hurt.”

“Oh, it hurts plenty,” she says with a laugh. “Fucking worth it though.”

“The least of what he deserved,” Reid muses.

“Can we please stop talking about him? You’re ruining it,” she breathes, resting her head back against Reid's shoulder as he palms her breasts. “God, this is so good.” She moans as Mav’s hand slips between her thighs.

“Does our dirty whore need more?” I ask, stepping closer so that my already hard again dick nudges her thigh.

“When doesn’t she want more?” Mav asks, his voice rough with desire.

Lifting my eyes from where Reid is plucking and twisting her nipples, I find his eyes over her shoulder.

No words pass between us, but they’re not necessary after a lifetime of friendship and a shared love for the same woman.

Slowly, one of his hands slips from her breast, leaving her free for me, before it disappears behind her back.

Alana’s lips form an O as she realizes what he’s doing.

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