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Despite my request, Bastian didn’t ease his grip on Damian’s shoulder. I looked over at the door, where Luca tucked his cock into his pants and zipped up.
“Luca, don’t leave. Watch me.”
Luca’s eyes snapped to me, right as Damian choked me. Bastian stood behind Damian, digging his fingers into his flesh to control him, while Luca gripped the doorframe and watched his brother claim me, his eyes wild with desire.
“Damian.” I wet my lips with my tongue and moaned. “Tear my pussy up. Mark me.” My eyes slammed shut from the sheer pain of his cock ripping through my inner walls. My fingers slid through his hair, and I brought his mouth to mine. “You’re such a good boy, Damian. Come for me.”
A shiver of cold and then heat glided down my skin as Damian shattered my world. One after the other, he stole several orgasms from me, making me come so hard I struggled to catch my breath.
Not long after I found my release, Damian crashed on top of me, holding me against the mirror as he came inside me. His entire body trembled, and I ran my hands up and down his muscular arms.
I shoved my fingers through his wet hair and forced him to look at me. “How many people did you kill tonight?”
His lips thinned into a straight line. “Four.”
“Did you do it for me?”
He nodded.
With him still inside me, I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth. He tugged on mine with his teeth.
“It’s okay, Damian.” He was hard again, so I pressed my heel into his ass. I slid my thumb across his lips and smiled. “Lose yourself with me. You don’t have to hold back.”
I wanted him to be himself, not some other version he repressed. Bastian’s hand lowered to his side, and he stepped back to give Damian some room. He propped himself up against the wall and stroked his cock, his eyes never leaving mine.
Luca hadn’t moved from the doorway. His cock tented his pants, but he made no move to scratch the itch. Not like Bastian, who jerked his shaft as hard as Damian fucked me, watching me with a predatory gaze.
After all three of us came, Luca kissed me goodnight and left the bathroom, promising to see me for breakfast. I was so spent from all the orgasms that Damian had to carry me into Bastian’s room. He set me on the mattress and kneeled at my side before he lit the candles on the nightstand. Bastian slipped into a pair of boxer briefs that hugged his impressive package. Then he turned on my playlist and got into bed with me.
As Damian rose from the floor, I stretched out my fingers to touch him. “Stay with us.”
He turned away but hesitated for second.
“Please, Damian.”
His eyes flicked back to me. He studied me for a moment, his jaw set hard.
I patted the space beside me. “Please.”
In an instant, his resolve faded, and he got under the covers with us. Bastian clutched my hip from behind and held my back to his chest. Whenever we slept together, we always passed out like this.
Damian’s hand moved to my inner thigh. “Are you sure about this?”
“I’m sure about you.” I covered his hand with mine. “You won’t hurt me.”
What could have passed for a smile graced his blood-red lips.
“Can we talk about what I saw you and Bash doing in the shower?”
Bastian buried his face in the crook of my neck. “Not tonight. Go to sleep, Cherry.”
“I’m okay with it,” I told them. “If you’re into each other—”
“We’re not,” Bastian bit out.
Bastian’s words said one thing, but the look on Damian’s face said another.
I clutched his arm, digging my nails into his skin. “Damian, tell me the truth.”
