For them.
I let my head fall back, caught between Caspian’s wild rhythm and Farron’s desperate thrusts, and I moan, raw and wrecked and shameless.
“More,” I gasp. “Please. Don’t stop.”
Farron groans like the sound is dragging him to the edge. Caspian leans forward, his chest pressing against my spine, his lips grazing the shell of my ear.
“You feel so fucking perfect,” he growls. “Tight and wet and ours. Taking everything we give you.”
And I do. I feel perfect.
Because right now, in this moment, I belong to them. To all of them.
“She can take more.” Dayton grins.
We all turn to him.
“Her ass and mouth are free.” His smile widens. “I think Ez and Kel will know what to do.”
Oh, that bastard. He’s making me regret tying him up.
The room stills. Then Kel moves.
He prowls across the mattress, his muscles taut, eyes locked on me, on us. I feel Farron twitch inside me beneath the weight of that stare. Cas groans behind me, burying his face in my neck.
“Stars be damned,” he breathes. “You are trying to kill me.”
Caspian straightens and Kel kneels over me, one long leg on either side of my waist, his hand settling on my lower back. “You sure about this, Rose?” His voice is a low rumble.
Kel’s massive cock in my ass? No, not sure at all. But being filled by my mates? That I’m sure about. I want everything they can give me. “Yes.”
He doesn’t need more.
I feel him line up, sharing space with Caspian, then there’s the thick, deliberate press of him against my ass. My body tenses, anticipation crackling like lightning across my skin.
Slowly, Kel presses in.
I cry out, the stretch intense, burning and perfect and full. Caspian swears behind me, hips bucking instinctively.
“Fuck,” Cas hisses. “Gods.”
“Be quiet,” Kel growls, voice low and feral against my back. “She’s taking all of us like a goddess.”
His hips roll, burying deeper—and I feel it. The unbelievable fullness. Kel in my ass, Caspian behind him, still thick inside my core, Farron hard and throbbing beneath me.
I can’t move. Can’t breathe. Can barely think.
“Shit,” I gasp. “I’m so full.”
“You’re doing so well, sweetheart,” Farron says, hands trembling on my thighs as he looks up at me, awestruck. “You’re perfect like this.”
Caspian moans, his hands tightening on Kel’s hips. “Kel, your ass is brushing against my chest,” he mutters. “Gods, it’s such a perfect ass.”
“Fuck!” Dayton calls, grinning. “You all look so damn hot.”
“We fucking do,” Caspian groans, thrusting shallowly. “Gods, we’re going to break her.”
Kel growls above me, trailing a finger up my spine to fist in my hair, pulling to arch my back more. “She can take it.”
