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He adds a third finger, curling them to find the perfect angle, and that’s what tosses me headfirst over the edge. I clamp down around his fingers inside me and come on a long wail with my head thrown back.
“That’s it. Good fucking girl.” His praise washes over me, and I crumble. Forget addicted; I’m a squishy ball of putty in his hands to mold and shape as he likes.
Which he proceeds to.
His big hands and plush lips are on me, everywhere, tugging roughly at the ties on my bikini top and bottoms until I’m exposed to him. Shifting up my body with a deep groan, he takes one of my nipples into his mouth and sucks down. I’m arching and moaning and begging as he works me with his tongue. The feel of his beard against my skin is so fucking good, while his rough fingers pinch and pluck at my other nipple. Squeezing roughly in a way that drives me wild for him.
My breasts are always so sensitive after coming, and the attention he’s giving them is making me want to climb him like a tree.
“Please. Please, Ky. I need you inside me.” There’s nothing left for me to do but beg.
Ky squashes my tits together, running his tongue over the expanse of soft flesh exactly where he marked me with his cum that night. “Christ. I want to fuck every part of you.”
Oh, god. Yes. I’m more than on board with that idea.
“Put your hands around my neck.” He shifts now to scoop me up and drops us both into the water. His cock notches at my entrance, and he guides my back to press against the wall of the pool.
The surface of the water laps at my sensitive nipples.
Ky presses the head of him just inside. Breaching my entrance and then slowly pumping the pierced tip in and out. My eyes drift back in my head.
“You want to know what I plan on doing to you?” He asks.
My moaned noise of agreement is about all I can muster. “Yes…I want…” But then awareness prickles through me. Am I out of my goddamn mind? What the fuck am I doing? I try to push him away, but his cock is already pressing into me and there’s nothing I can do to stop this.
“Stop. Wait.” I pant.
Ky’s features are a mask of feral intent. His lips twist into more of a snarl than the usual smirk I’ve grown so used to seeing. His cock is still part way inside my channel.
“We didn’t use protection before. We can’t…”
He collars my throat with one giant hand. Cutting off my words.
“You think any of us want to bring up a child in this world? Each of us took care of that years ago.”
I’m struggling against him, which only grinds my hips and sinks his cock deeper, and my brain can’t fathom what he’s saying. Fear brews in my chest. Having unprotected sex—not once, but twice—when I’m not currently on any form of birth control would be among the stupidest things I’ve ever done.
Fingers flex against the spot where my pulse thuds harder than ever, and with that small touch, it’s as if the words magically unscramble in my brain.
Each of us took care of that years ago.
Oh.
Ohhh.
Suddenly, the notion that these men have all chosen to have a vasectomy is the hottest goddamn thing I’ve ever heard.
“And another thing you need to understand…” He bites the shell of my ear. “Is that we have never fucked at the club without using protection. But when it comes to fucking you, I won’t have anything between us.”
I dig my teeth into my bottom lip.
“I know your darkest fantasies, baby girl…even the ones you won’t admit to yourself.”
Trying everything not to whimper and concede that he’s right, I bite down harder.
“We’re all clear, and we know you are too.” Ky runs his tongue over my pulse, driving me into a frenzy. “You think we wouldn’t already have discovered everything there is to know about our property?” He rasps against my ear, and a shudder rolls through my body. Something about the way he’s meddled with my brain, calling me his and telling me that I’m their property has ruined me completely.
My resistance melts.
