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“Twelve,” I growl, my control snapping like a taut rubber band. The sight of her coming undone, the feel of her pussy clenching around me like a vise, the knowledge that we’ve pushed her to heights she’s never reached before… it’s too damn much for me to take.

“Fuck, I can’t hold back anymore—” I start to say, but the words break off in a guttural sound as pleasure courses through me like an electric shock.

I pump into her hard and fast, my hips snapping forward of their own accord as I chase my release. Behind her, Ford lets go at the exact same moment, his hands gripping her waist as he drives deeper into her ass.

“She’s so fucking beautiful,” he groans. “Gonna make me come.”

Hayden strokes himself frantically above us, his eyes fixed with laser intensity on Maeve’s face as her full lips drop open into an ‘O’ shape. “Perfect,” he breathes. “So damn perfect for all of us.”

Hayden’s release paints her chest and breasts in thick ropes of cum, and the sight of her being marked by him like that, claimed by all of us, pushes me over the edge.

“Maeve…”

I groan her name as I empty myself deep inside her, my cock pulsing over and over again. I feel Ford reach his own climax, his curse muffled against the delicate skin of her shoulder as he fills her. For one suspended moment, we’re all frozen like that, connected in the most intimate way possible.

The room gradually fills with the sounds of our heavy breathing and soft murmurs of praise. Maeve trembles continuously between us, her exhausted body still occasionally shuddering with lingering aftershocks.

“Holy shit,” she whispers, her voice a bit hoarse. “I can’t… I honestly can’t feel my legs anymore.”

That draws a chuckle from me despite my own exhaustion.

“Don’t worry,” I assure her, my hands stroking along her back. “We’ve got you.”

We separate carefully, making sure not to hurt her since I’m certain she’s a bit sore. Ford pulls out first, pressing a trail of soft kisses along her spine as he does. When I finally lift her off me, she whimpers softly, and I immediately pull her against my chest, Hayden’s cum warm and wet between us.

“Shh,” I murmur, holding her close. “You did so fucking well. Better than my filthiest fantasies.”

Hayden and Ford both get up and grab some warm washcloths, then return to clean her up.

“Look at her,” Ford says softly, a smile tugging at his lips as he gently wipes away Hayden’s cum from her chest before tossing me the cloth. “She’s practically glowing.”

“Twelve.” Hayden huffs a breath, sounding amazed. “Twelve fucking orgasms. You’re incredible, baby.”

“I didn’t know I could do that,” she admits, her voice a little raspy. “I had no idea my body was even capable of something like that.”

“We knew,” I tell her with conviction, pressing my lips to her temple. “We knew you could handle everything we gave you and more.”

“Because you trust us,” Ford adds. “And we trust you just as much.”

When they finish cleaning her up, we arrange ourselves around her on the massive bed. I keep her cradled against my chest while Ford and Hayden settle on either side of us, creating a warm, protective circle around her.

“How are you feeling?” Hayden asks with genuine concern, his fingers tracing lazy, soothing patterns on her bare arm.

“Like I’m floating,” she says with a soft laugh that makes my chest tighten with unnamed emotion. “My brain feels like complete mush right now.”

“Good mush?” Ford asks, his thumb brushing over her cheek.

“Very good mush,” she confirms with a drowsy smile, then turns her face into my chest. “I don’t know what this is between all of us,” she whispers, her voice uncertain but deeply content. “But I really don’t want it to end.”

“It doesn’t have to end,” I tell her, my voice rougher than I intended. “We’re not going anywhere.”

“Neither are you,” Ford adds, his hand settling possessively on the curve of her hip. “You belong with us now.”

“You’re stuck with us,” Hayden says with a chuckle. “After tonight, there’s no going back to how things were before.”

She laughs softly, the sound drowsy and sated. “I don’t want to go back,” she admits with tired honesty. “This feels too good to give up.”

I exchange meaningful looks with Ford and Hayden over her head, and Ford nods.