Page 791 of End Game

Micah's Princess.

Dex's Dollface.

None of it erases anything else.

I squeeze her fingers.

“My fucking wife, taking all of us.”

Her body clamps around me.

The orgasm hits her so suddenly her mouth opens without sound first.

Then she cries out.

Every contraction pulls at me.

Every buzz of the ring against her sends another little shudder through her body.

I watch her fight for breath.

“Good girl.”

Her forehead drops toward mine.

“That's it.”

Her fingers are tight around mine.

Ronan's voice comes from behind everyone. “Nobody waits for me. Take what you need. Climax when you want.”

Something changes immediately.

Until now, there has been a rhythm.

Controlled.

Measured.

I could feel where each movement started.

That falls apart.

Not the safety.

The restraint of it.

Dex drives harder into Cami.

Micah's breath turns rough.

Whatever Ronan does behind him makes Micah make a sound I've never heard before.

Cami's body jerks over me.

The vibrator catches her again.

“Oh, fuck—”