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I’ve never felt anything like his ruthless possession. I’m afraid I never will again.

I’m not a person who would ever let tonight happen. Never.

But he made me, and I took it. I continue to take it.

I didn’t want it then, but now I do.

I want him, whatever that means.

I don’t want him to, but if I disobeyed him and he made good on his threat to bring every man in here to fuck me, I’d take every cock if it was what he wanted.

I’d do anything for him.

I want to be his perfect little fuck slut.

He makes me feel perfect right now, when I know I’ve never been less perfect in my whole entire life.

I’m sweaty and used, covered in the fluids of multiple men. I have cum inside me from two of them, and there’s still one brother I haven’t seen.

Aside from the one I’m engaged to, of course.

I imagine he’s saving him for last.

Chapter Five

I’m a puddle on the mattress when Marcus brings Jared in.

James annihilated my ass and Marcus fucked my pussy until I came three times. I was close to a fourth, but I felt like I was splintering apart. I whispered in his ear, begging Marcus not to make me come again, promising anything if he would just let me have a break.

There’s not a force in the universe that could inject any more strength into my muscles.

Just use me, please. I can’t take much more.

“What the fuck is this?” Jared asks angrily.

Marcus closes the door. “Hear me out. There’s no reason Julia has to find out about this, and I believe it could be good for your marriage. Remember a couple of years ago when you found out she was talking to an old boyfriend? You were pissed. You were hurt. You felt like she betrayed you, and that’s a hard thing to come back from. You said your relationship hasn’t been the same since, and I’ve certainly seen the change. We all have.”

“Christ,” Jared says, seeing where his brother is going with this.

“You don’t even have to think of her as a person,” Marcus tells him. “She’s a fuck doll. A warm hole to fill.”

Impossibly, my damn whore pussy gets wetter at his degrading words.

“Put your cock in her, unload, and it’s done,” he tells his brother.

“I can’t fucking come in another woman.”

“Fine. Don’t come in her, then. Wear a condom. He has some in the bedside table.”

Jared doesn’t say anything, but he doesn’t move either, so I guess he’s not convinced either way.

“Come here,” Marcus says, then he walks over to my side of the bed.

Reluctantly, Jared walks over to stand next to him.

Marcus runs his hand over my ass, then he grabs his brother’s hand and puts it there, too.

My heart starts to beat faster as Jared’s fingers twitch against my ass. He wants to touch me.

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