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“Yes,” I manage to say. “But I need you to fuck me now, Daddy.”

With a growl, Mack shoves the water bottle back into Sam’s hands and strides toward me.

I hardly have time to unbutton my shirt before he is on me, his mouth against my neck and his hands on my breasts.

“Fuck,” he growls. “I love seeing you this turned on.”

He yanks my shirt down and takes a nipple into his mouth, sucking so hard I cry out in pleasure.

“The two of you together,” I whisper, meeting Sam’s eyes over Mack’s shoulder. “It’s…”

I lose the words I’m trying to find because Mack’s fingers have found my clit.

Sliding my hand between our stomachs, I press against the hardness I find there. “I need you inside me, Daddy. I need you to fuck me.”

A low rumble vibrates through Mack’s chest. With one hand, he pulls me forward and tears at the front of my panties. With the other, he spins me around.

Sam doesn’t move from where he’s standing, just watches as Mack bends me over the desk beside him.

My breasts, hot and wet from Mack’s mouth, meet the cold wooden top of the desk. I stretch out my arms and grip the furthest edge. Then I feel Mack’s palm on the small of my back, pressing down hard as he fills me with his cock.

I cry out as he thrusts into me. His hips buck against my ass and his hands grasp my waist. He pulls and grinds, and I feel his nails needling my skin as he sinks himself deeper into my cunt.

The pleasure is so intense that it takes me a moment to realize Mack is saying my name. “Nova,” he whispers. “Nova.”

“I’m yours.” I’m totally breathless as I say it, and I can barely hear my own voice.

“Who do you belong to?”

“You, Daddy.”

He grabs my arms, then pulls at my wrists, making me arch my back and lift my ass. As he holds me there, he fucks me harder.

Pleasure runs like electricity from my clit to my toes. I try to keep myself together, but I can no longer focus on anything except the way my body feels under Mack’s hands.

Beside me, Sam leans in and slides his hand down between my legs. My eyes widen, and my legs buckle as Sam makes large firm circles around my clit.

“Don’t stop,” I beg them as volcanic heat begins to swirl inside me.

“Good girl,” Mack growls. “Tell us what you need.”

“I need…” A moan rips out of my throat. I reach back, pressing my hips into Mack as my orgasm rips through me. Fast and brutal, every muscle in my body stiffening with pleasure.

With a final thrust, Mack releases inside me. His breath comes hot on my back, and I can feel his body coiling as he clasps his arm around my waist, holding himself up.

With his other hand, he runs his fingers across my inner thigh. They meet Sam’s and for a moment both of them stroke me gently, as if they’re trying to soothe the ache that throbs there.

“You’re soaked, Little Star,” Mack whispers as Sam moves in behind me.

Pulling my hair to one side, kissing up my throat, Sam whispers against my ear, “Do you need more, Little Star?”

I nod, leaning into the pressure of Mack’s palm between my legs.

Stepping back, Mack spins me around and lifts me onto the desk. Then he steps aside and lets Sam kneel in front of me.

“Fuck,” Sam groans. “If I put my tongue on your pussy, I’ll taste you both.” He looks sideways at Mack, his eyes glistening with arousal. When he looks back at me, he says, “Would you like me to do that, Little Star?”

Hooking my legs over his shoulders, gripping the desk, I nod but can’t reply with words.