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I pull her against my chest, giving him some extra room and after a few seconds his cock is lined up against her ass.

She clenches down on me instinctively, and I turn her face to capture her lips. The kiss burns my very soul, each swipe of her tongue against mine is another mark she leaves on me, and I don’t give a fuck if I’m bloody and broken in the end so long as I have her in my arms.

Elias slowly presses forward, and she lets out a choked moan. Her pussy tightens around me, so much so I’m sure she’s about to choke it right off. “Good girl,” Elias praises as he runs a gentle hand down her arm. “That’s it, you’re taking us so well, little one.”

Each murmur of praise makes her pant harder, and I’m beginning to believe she could come from nothing but that. Perhaps something for us to try in the future.

Elias seats himself inside her, and we give Leighton some time to adjust to the feeling of being stretched. Neither of us are small by any stretch of the imagination, and we could hurt her if we start fucking her like we want to without giving her time.

Leighton’s face is buried in my neck, her breaths coming in hard and fast as they brush over my bare skin.

“Angel?”

“I’m okay. Green.” She pants. “Please start moving. I need to come, Sir. I need to come so badly.”

“Holy fuck,” Elias grunts, pinching his eyes closed to get hold of himself. If we ever fuck her like this again, which seems very fucking likely, we may have to gag her so she can’t say shit like that.

CHAPTERFIFTY-TWO

LEIGHTON

If I thought it was possible to combust with need, I’d be pretty freaking close right now.

The heat of being trapped between them, of their bodies pressed against mine, holding me with such reverence, it’s almost too much.

But it’s also not enough, which is why I started begging for them to move.

The burn is almost overwhelming. Elias is a lot bigger than the plug they used on me, and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t hurt. But it’s also intoxicating. I’ve never felt so full, and so complete, like the three of us joining like this is all I’ve ever wanted, and now that we’re together, I can’t imagine anything tearing us apart.

An emotion I’ve never felt before bubbles to life in my chest and tears spring to my eyes as the rush of emotions and sensations clash, tearing a moan from my throat.

“Jesus fucking Christ, angel,” Wyatt groans as he lifts his hips at the same time Elias pulls back. They set such a seamless pace, and I’m grateful for them taking the lead the way they have. My body can barely remember to breathe right now, let alone move.

“You feel like heaven, pretty girl. A perfect little whore for us,” Elias grunts from behind me.

“Are you going to come for us?” Wyatt whispers against the shell of my ear. “Are you going to milk our cocks with your orgasm?”

I nod my head against his chest even though I’m not sure I can. I need the release so badly, but there are too many sensations, I can’t focus on any of them for long enough to get to the place I need to be.

Elias wraps an arm around my body and wedges his hand between Wyatt and I, but I don’t realize what he’s doing until his fingers find my sensitive clit.

I scream out at the added pressure, trying desperately to escape it, but they’re holding me too tightly, and I’m at their mercy.

“That’s it, Leighton,” Elias coaxes. “You wanted that orgasm so fucking badly and here we are serving it to you on a silver fucking platter. Take it,” he snarls.

And that’s what throws me over the edge. My vision spots until all I can see is a sea of darkness and the stars of the sky. The intensity of my release steals the air right from my lungs, and I’m just along for the ride.

Wyatt and Elias’s movements speed up, all the softness they showed me is gone, and the monsters I’ve come to know are in their place.

One orgasm rolls into another, until I’m not sure if it’s multiple, or one never-ending one. Either way, my body is no longer my own, and I’m more than okay with that as long as they don’t stop.

As long as they never stop.

They drive into my body with such force I know I’m going to be feeling it for days, but I don’t care. I hope this moment is burned into my skin, that their touch permanently marks me so I never have to go a day without feeling them.

“You’re squeezing me so tight, angel,” Wyatt grunts. “I’m going to fill your sweet pussy.” His cock pulses inside me and hot spurts of cum slam into me as he lets out a roar of his release.

Elias’s grip on my hips tightens, and a moment later he fills my ass with his seed. The deep growl that erupts against my back might be the hottest sound I’ve ever heard and will likely feature in my dreams for the rest of my life.

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