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I grin when he jolts in his own fucking skin at her.

“You want me?” he asks, pointing to his chest. Involuntarily, he takes a step toward her, staring directly at her perky tits littered with nips and bites, bruising from the force. Oops.

She swallows hard, a hint of nervousness taking hold of her. “I—yes,” she says, lifting her chin.

Oh, goody. My plan is working perfectly. I wonder how Wilder will feel in the morning when he learns that not only did he let his brother’s ex-girlfriend suck his dick, but she’s also Oliver. The man he’s been lusting after and confusing himself with. I wonder if that’s why his dick is basically punching through his jeans to come out and play. Also, how odd that this doesn’t seem to bother me. I thought for sure I’d want to punch my keeper’s lights out and fuck her while he’s unconscious. But right now, watching him watch her with dilated pupils and lust wafting off him does funny things to me.

Mainly my dick. He throbs and begs to move this along so he can sink inside her and return to his rightful place.

God, this is so much fun.

46

Malic

Wilder moves forward with more confidence than before, eyeing her up and down like the snack she is. He licks his dry lips before stepping between her legs and cupping her cheeks.

“Are you sure we don’t know each other?” he murmurs.

“You mean besides when you barged into the ladies’ room at the bar?” she quips, raising a brow.

Wilder actually breaks a fucking smile as he lifts her chin so her eyes gaze directly into his. “Yeah, besides that,” he says, looking her over and trying to memorize her face. I see the moment he thinks he knows, but he shakes it away. Come on, Keeper. Don’t keep biting your tongue. Your dick knows who you’re staring at. “You remind me of someone. A friend.” He cocks his head and aligns his lips so they’re directly over hers.

“Good friend or bad friend?” she asks breathlessly, playing into his words.

“A good one,” he says before lightly pressing his lips to hers and groaning while squeezing his eyes shut. I wonder if a certain person is on his mind as he kisses her? Probably.

This should be interesting.

“Same, old chap,” I say, admiring the way he tenses at my words. “Don’t let me stop you. Stick your tongue in her mouth and your hands in her pussy.”

I tilt my head, watching the show as my hand finds my cock again. I squeeze the tip, forcing more glistening precum to burst out of me at the sight of them together. Wilder does just that, letting his tongue explore the inside of her mouth. It’s funny; he could have walked away. Like I think he wanted to do before he was ensnared by her. I don’t blame him. She reminds him too much of the person he’s been lusting over and confusing himself with. Poor Keeper, you confused bastard. He kisses and kisses her, letting his hands roam down her front and squeezing her tits softly. He caresses her flesh so gently; it’s so different from me.

“My turn,” I grumble, stepping in and ripping her away from him. I can only take so much sharing before I need to take control again.

“Sharing is caring,” Wilder quips, staring at us with narrowed eyes.

“It is. That’s why I’m taking back what’s mine and sharing it with you. Now, Little Ghost, come here and bend over. Time to fuck you senseless. And remember whose name you’re going to shout.” I grin as I direct her off the counter and bend her over so she aligns with my dick.

She looks over her shoulder with narrowed eyes. “You’re a lot bossier than I remember,” she grumbles.

“Mhmm,” I hum, kicking her feet apart and putting my hand in the middle of her back. “Now, Keeper, why don’t you whip it out so she can suck on it? You’ll drown out the screams I’m about to force out of her.”

Wilder shakes his head as he removes his shirt. “This is the weirdest fucking situation you’ve ever brought me into and you’ve done some pretty weird shit, Mal. I can’t believe…” I know in that instance he wants to step away and reevaluate what’s happening here. His eyes dart. His hands bunch. And I fully expect him to run to his room with his tail tucked between his legs. Much to my surprise, he doesn’t budge. He continues to take off his clothes and climbs onto the counter himself when he’s completely nude. “Now, what?” he huffs impatiently, staring between me and the naked girl with unmasked lust sparkling in his eyes. Oh, and his dick.

“Now, you scoot closer so she can suck your dick until you come in her mouth, while I fill her pussy. Together, we’ll give her the best pleasure of her life.” I grin as I line my dick up with her gleaming cunt and slowly work myself inside. “Fuck,” I breathe, closing my eyes. “You feel like home, Little Ghost,” I whisper, gripping tightly to her hips when I’m seated fully inside her. She clenches around me and moans fill the air.

It’s music to my ears.

“You say a lot of weird things knowing this is a one-time thing. Again,” she huffs, shivering when I lean over her and nip her earlobe.

“Hmmm. We’ll see all about that in the morning, Crumpet. For now, be a good girl and take my best friend’s dick into your mouth. He hasn’t come with a girl in…”

“Shut the fuck up,” Wilder hisses, moving closer while pumping his dick.

“My, my, that’s impressive girth, Keeper.” I grin as I slowly rock out of her and slam back in, causing a scream to erupt from her throat. “Now, use it to shut her up. Someone might interrupt us.” And hopefully, the ones sniffing around her don’t come this way.

“You need to shut up,” Wilder grunts, his eyes rolling in the back of his head as she bobs on his dick. “And don’t make this weird.”