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I shook my head no as much as possible while my mouth was full.

He growled, removing his fingers, then stretching my ass apart. “It’s ours now.”

The head of his cock nudged my hole as he poured liquid over us. He swirled it around the rim before breaching it. The stretch burned, but it was more pleasure than pain, and it wasn’t long before I was whimpering with each of their thrusts.

Every part of me was full as they fucked my mouth, my pussy, and my ass. It should have felt dirty. The old me would have felt that way.

But all I felt was complete.

The sounds they made and the way they shook as they lost control showed just how much they loved this. I felt completely safe within their arms.

It wasn’t shame but pride in being the one who made them break apart.

Warmth flooded through me. I’d been waiting this entire time for these three men.

A coiled ache built between my thighs, pulsing with each thrust, and I writhed in their touch, seeking more.

“I’ve got you.” Silas reached between us and drew circles over my clit.

Sparks exploded behind my eyes, and the world went silent except for the rough sound of their breathing as my muscles convulsed around them.

Three groans matched mine as they wildly fucked into me, chasing their own release, until every part of me was dripping.

I collapsed onto Silas, vaguely processing them wiping me clean.

“Fuck. We didn’t use condoms,” a disconnected voice said.

“I’m on birth control,” I mumbled, unable to say anything else.

My orgasm left me too mindless to care about anything other than the soft buzzing under my skin and the sound of Silas’s heartbeat beneath my ear.

It took a long time before my breathing evened out and I was able to sort out what was happening.

I was wrapped in Silas’s arms, and there was a coat that smelled like Ronan draped over me like a blanket.

“Hey, you’re with us.” Thorne’s smile was gentle as he lifted a bottle of water for me to take.

I took small sips and winced when the back of my throat stung.

“I’d apologize for that, but it would be a lie,” Thorne said, wearing a guilty smile.

I nuzzled back into Silas’s chest and sighed when he kissed the top of my head. Everything felt perfect…

“Where’s Ronan?” I asked, my throat raw. Ronan had been right there, but I couldn’t remember him leaving. My hand tightened on Silas’s arm as I lifted my head, suddenly too alert to settle back down.

“Right here, baby.” He came through the door holding a duffle bag. He tossed clothes to Silas and Thorne, then turned to me.

“I’m sorry, but your dress is wrecked.” He held up a large black shirt that was sure to reach my knees. “You’ll have to wear this until we can get you more clothes.”

I pictured someone lifting a phone before I could turn away. By morning, there could be a photo of me in every group chat on campus. My mouth went dry. I caught the hem of the shirt and pulled it lower, wishing it covered more of my legs.

My eyes widened. “I can’t go out there like that. Everyone will⁠—”

“I fucking dare them to say anything,” came Ronan’s low growl. “You’re our girl now, Gwen. No one will ever come after you again.”

My heart stuttered. He couldn’t mean what I thought he did, but when I looked at them, all three were staring back at me with no hesitance in their eyes.

“You’re ours now, Gwen. We’re going to take care of you.”