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Not, quite yet.
There was no hurry.
Watching Axl seduce her was enough for tonight.
Same as I, he’d watched her fall apart after her friend’s disappearance and torture.
I knew Axl better than I did anyone. He looked at her differently since the boat. Having never before seen anyone killed or tortured, myself, I was fucking disturbed. He’d said that murder wasn’t new to him. Even so, that had to change a man.
He was still my friend, and I trusted him to do his best by me. And by Emme.
I watched his mouth work on hers and his large hand cup her breast before crushing it and making her gasp. I had her hand. Her fingers stiffened beneath mine as he dragged her up the sofa to him and higher. I began to nibble on her fingertips then moved even closer until I was nestled along her back, my erection pulsing, stuffed as it was, against her soft ass.
She’d loved Axl sucking on her fingers, and I began to do the same, after angling her arm into a lock position at her back. I worked my way along each fingertip, while he undid the two ties on the little dress and spread open the top, revealing lush cleavage.
Over her shoulder, I watched.
I would have bet, I’d never see gentle from this man, but we both knew doing too much, too soon, might shatter what was left of her. My estimation of him rose.
Emme tried to retrieve her hand from my grip. I hung on and bit her wrist, which made her gasp and me smile. I kept her arm trapped, her hand and arm bent flat against her back. Then I inched her dress to her waist, her panties lower, baring her.
The noises she was making as we handled her, crushing her softness between us—exquisite.
I lifted her leg and slid my dick into the groove of her cunt lips, between her thighs. Wet, thank god. Messy and slick and wet. I bit back a groan.
It had been too long. Too fucking hard. I bit her shoulder.
She sounded flustered and was sucking in gasps and squirming back into me. Again, she tried to free her arm. I hung on, and Axl lowered his head and bit something at her front—a nipple maybe. She squeaked, and arched, and took a long rasping breath.
I loved it when a woman arched. The perfect body language.
“Time to fuck her.” Axl kissed her mouth, her neck, her nose, and whispered as if she were not caught between us. “Rough and hard, Grayson?”
“Let’s play it by ear,” I said.
“Or by cunt.”
She twisted her head and aimed from him to me and back.
“I know you don’t want to be a slave, Emme, but you’re ours.” I kissed her mouth as I ground on her and thrust.
My dick slipped into her cunt just a little. I pulled out, stuck it in again.
Her eyes fluttered, and she moaned ever so quietly, as Axl wormed down her body. Pushing the dress above her waist he started tonguing her below. The expression on her face changed instantly to one of shocked surprise with a straining, wide-open mouth. She’d fallen fast into near ecstasy.
A month without sex, with two horny men circling her like vultures, might be why.
“Your holes are going to get well used.” I kissed her again, with her arm trapped high on her back. I jammed my thumb into the corner of her mouth so that closing it would be nigh impossible, and I kissed her and bit her throat.
The girl responded beautifully.
“I get her ass, Axl. Hear that, Emme.” I expected no answer, just wanted to fucking taunt her.
“Or we can swap.”
That made her eyes spring open, and she muttered a curse.
“Spider gag so we can mouth fuck her without her biting, and zip ties, are all in that drawer. Bring what you think we need.”
