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As far as I’m concerned, she’s going to compare every other man in her life to us after today’s over.

“Fuck, she is so wet already. This girl wants to be fucked badly.” I place my hands on each of her ass cheeks and spread them apart. She gasps when I lean down and bury my face between her cheeks. My tongue circles her entrance before sliding up to her other hole.

She tenses and tries to pull away, but I simply hold her in place and continue to ravish her asshole until a moan slips from her lips.

“Open up, Anna,” Jax commands, guiding his cock to her face.

Eagerly, she parts her lips and welcomes the smooth head of his cock into her mouth.

Jax cradles her face with both hands and starts thrusting in and out. Slowly at first, but after a few times, he is going deep enough to make her gag.

I watch her take him. I watch her let him. There’s no fear in the set of her shoulders, no hesitation in the way she opens for him. Just the same steady, deliberate willingness she had when she made her pitch in the living room. She isn’t being taken. She’s choosing this. That thought does something to me, and there isn’t enough blood left in my brain to figure out.

I stare down at her glistening cunt and her pink asshole puckering up every time Jax shoves his cock down her throat.

Fuck. I don’t remember the last time my dick was this hard. I do know that my balls are going to explode if I don’t fuck her. I should probably make her come first, but her pussy is already swollen, and her wetness is dripping down her thighs. Her cunt is basically begging to be fucked. And who am I to deny her what she wants?

I free my aching cock from my pants and bring the tip to her soaking entrance. Her silky skin feels like heaven as I rub myself through her wetness.

Groaning, I push inside her painfully slowly. She is tight but wet enough for me to slide inside until my balls kiss her skin. She feels so good. My cock wants to live inside her. Her walls are gripping me like she wouldn’t mind me staying either.

Placing my hands on her hips, I move in and out in controlled thrusts, until the gagging sound she is making deep-throating Jax makes me thrust faster.

“I know you said nice and slow, but I don’t think I’ll be able to. Fuck, she feels like heaven.” I run one of my hands over her smooth back, reassuring her that I’ll make her feel good too. Yes, I want to take, but I also want to give.

“I think she can take it,” Jax grits through his teeth like he is about to lose control. He lowers his head to look at Anna’s face. “Since your mouth is full, you won’t be able to use your words. Tap my leg if it’s too much.”

Anna nods as much as she can with a dick in her mouth, and I don’t waste any time filling her cunt with mine.

We fall into a perfect rhythm. Me fucking her from behind while Jax deep throats her mouth. Sounds of her gagging mingle with the wet smacks of me fucking her.

Anna arches her back, moaning around Jax’s cock, and I can feel her pussy strangling me. “I think our dirty girl is about to come. I can feel her cunt squeezing me.”

“I really wanted to fuck her too, but her mouth feels like paradise. I think I’m going to come down her throat.”

“We can always fuck her again later.” The thought has my excitement growing. I can’t wait to fuck her every way possible. “This pussy is tight, but I bet her ass is even tighter.”

Unable to stop myself, I place my thumb on her puckered hole and start massaging it. I wasn’t going to press in, but when the little minx pushes back against my thumb, I give her what she wants. I slip my thumb inside the tight ring of muscle. Her ass closes up, trying to force me out, but I’m stronger, so I shove inside by force.

A strangled cry comes from her just as I feel her pussy contract; her thighs quiver, and her whole body stiffens. Knowing that she is coming, I thrust my cock into her cunt erratically while fucking her ass with my thumb.

Her orgasm eggs on my own. My balls tighten, my muscles spasm, and before I can pull out, I shoot a load of cum deep inside her channel. Ropes and ropes of my release spurt into her as my orgasm seems to go on forever.

Euphoria, like I’ve never experienced before, washes in waves over my spent body until I’m left with the most sated feeling of my life. I’m vaguely aware of Jax coming too. He pulls out of her and leans back against the headboard.

I’m still breathing heavily as I pull out of her and take a moment to watch my cum dripping out of her used hole. She collapses onto the mattress. Her small, sexy body looks as sated as I feel.

Fuck, I could get used to this sight.

She doesn’t move for a long moment. Her cheek is pressed against the quilt, her hair fanned across the pillow, and I can see her pulse still going in the side of her neck. Jax reaches out and smooths a hand down her back, slow and easy, and she makes a small, satisfied sound that I feel somewhere behind my ribs.

I meet Jax’s eyes over her body.

He doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t have to. The whole point of this—the revenge, the taking, the strategic destruction of Patrick Calhoun’s carefully packaged bride—has just quietly stopped being the point. Somewhere between the van and this bed, the plan turned into something else, and I don’t think either of us is going to be able to walk it back.

I lie down on the mattress beside her. I don’t touch her, not yet. I just watch her breathe.

“You okay?” I ask.