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He laid next to me as Ezra picked me up, depositing me onto O’s lap, he was ready sliding into me with ease as we moaned together. I reached for the zipper on my dress when O shook his head.

“Don’t your tits look great in this,” he said, holding my hips, thrusting up.

“Oh, goddess,” I said, looking over my shoulder to see Ezra, stroking his cock as he stepped up to us.

“Fuck me already,” O growled.

Ezra slapped his leg, shaking his head as he signed.

“Oh, fuck patience,” O snapped.

“Be a good daddy and wait,” I said, putting my hands on his chest, fucking him.

“Gross, don't use daddy on me,” he snarled.

“Then be a good fucking boy and wait,” I slapped O playfully, as Ezra pushed his legs up.

“Oh, little witch, you’re going to regret that,” he groaned, throwing his head back into the bed, those neck cords on display.

Using the distraction, I slipped off his mask. I looked over my shoulder, seeing Ezra looking between our bodies; I can only imagine what the scene looked like. I pulled off his mask too.

“Fuck, I need to see you,” I whined, rolling my hips, determined to give O the best time of his life.

Ezra and I fucked O until he was a blubbering mess, shouting obscenities and threating us with spankings and bodily harm.

“Oh, you look so good like this,” I panted, grabbing O’s face, puckering his lips. “Now I can see why you like to be in control.”

“We were supposed to be doing this to you,” O snarled as he grabbed my hand, trying to control the situation. I rolled my hips faster, needing that release.

Ezra laid a hand on the small of my back as his thrusts became frantic, and in complete synchronicity, we came together. O’s fingers dug into my hips, Ezra buried his face against my neck as my orgasm barreled through me. Tiny aftershocks of pleasure left me feeling content.

O glared at us as I smirked. “Don’t act like you didn’t love it.”

Ezra kissed my shoulder, backing away from us. O shuddered, placing a hand behind my neck and pulling me close to study me seriously.

“I…I don’t know what love is, but I’m sure what I feel for you and Ezra is what it’s supposed to be,” he said softly, biting his lips. “My family didn’t love me, so I really have nothing to go by. I just know that I’d die for you, I’d live for you and I will give you everything I have to give. I want you to want for nothing when you are with us.”

“O,” I said, cupping his cheek. “I destroyed the spell, but these feelings didn’t go away. I don’t need much, but I just want a place I can call home and someone who loves me as much as I love them.”

“I promise there will never be a day where you don’t feel loved and if there is, full permission to curse us,” he chuckled.

“I’ll hold you to that,” I said, leaning down to kiss him softly, but O deepened the kiss as the bed dipped next to us.

Ezra grabbed my face, kissing me passionately. I made the sign for love, pushing it against his chest. He pulled away abruptly, looking at me with wide eyes.

I love you to the moon and back. I signed.

Ezra smiled so widely, pulling me down for another kiss as O lifted me off his lap, depositing me in between them. We kissed frantically, fucking again until I shouted that I forgave them, as they gave me another orgasm. Seemed like my two for one love spell ended up working out in my favor and now that I thought about it, the goddess made sure I had done the spell, no matter how much I didn’t want to do it.

Epilogue Ezra

PUT A SPELL ON ME BABY

It was Christmas Eve and as our plane descended, I was ready to get the fuck out of this metal piece of shit. I hated flying and this time we had turbulence. O took me to one of the bedrooms in the back, fucking me until I passed out. I had no chill on a plane.

I was anxious to see my little star after being away for almost a month. It was the longest month of my life, but Saint needed us and Xiomara couldn’t come, not that I wanted her to. We finished cleaning house and paying the prime minister a visit, which ended in tragedy when we realized how much he enjoyed bringing innocent kids to his home in the Alps.

“Would you settle down?” O snapped, putting his hand on my thigh that wouldn’t stop shaking.