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“Not yet, Rox,” he drawls, his voice all husky and gruff in my ear. Steam has clouded the glass screen, and we are only slightly in the spray of water now, but my skin is alight, so I feel it as something cold trickles down the crack of my arse, followed a moment later by rough but deft fingers, rubbing and caressing my rosebud again.

Turning my head a fraction, I’m met by amber eyes that spark with wickedness and desire, and my mouth parts on a silent cry as Maddox pushes a finger, then two into my arsehole at the same time as Zak lets the head of his cock slide in just past the rim. My pussy convulses, and Maddox groans as my muscles tighten around his fingers.

Fingers dig into my thighs as I try to move, to create something, friction, anything to ease this desperate, burning need building in me.

Zak slides in another inch as Maddox adds another finger, stretching me and preparing me for what’s coming. I drop my head back against Maddox’s shoulder as lips and teeth nip and suck at my neck, and I writhe in Zak’s arms.

“Stop fucking teasing and fuck me!” I growl from behind clenched teeth. And it seems I’m not the only one whose restraint is slipping as Zak thrusts up, slamming all the way home and making me cry out. “Arrgghh!”

Maddox withdraws his fingers slowly while whispering, “You think you’re ready, Tinks?”

“Y-yes, I’m done waiting. Show me what you’ve got, Mad!” I demand, as I begin gyrating and grinding down on Zak’s dick, using his shoulders for leverage. I lean down, nipping at Zak’s lips as I feel Maddox’s chest rumbling with laughter against my back. My own lips split into a smile, but it’s wiped away a second later as my cheeks are pulled apart by Zak, and Maddox slowly feeds his cock into my arse causing a burn so painfully exquisite that I lose all control of my limbs. Thank fuck they are holding me up.

“Fucking…hell! So fucking tight,” Maddox groans, as he bottoms out.

“Rox?” Zak questions.

“Oh. My. God!” I pant out. “It’s…move, just move…fuck!” The burn, the pain, the pleasure all collides as first Zak then Maddox begin to move, and I slide a hand into Zak’s hair, yanking fiercely as they pick up speed and find a rhythm.

Maddox’s hands slide up my torso, cupping my breasts, as he thrusts deep, pinching my nipples as Zak takes my mouth and cuts off my cry.

Hot breath ghosts over my pebbled flesh as I hear Maddox mumble, just catching his words over the pants, the spray of the shower and slaps of flesh upon flesh.

“Tinks, my taste of fucking heaven.”

Drowning in pleasure and with my impending release coming on fast, I don’t have the mind to read much into it, but something at the back of my mind tells me it will come up again.

I feel Zak thicken inside me as his thrusts become erratic, then he comes with a drawn-out grunt, and the spasms set off my own orgasm as he spills inside me.

Oh…oh…fuck,” I cry out, unable to catch my breath as I feel Maddox grip my hips, pumping hard as his cock pulses deep, coating my channel with his cum. My panted whimpers are drowned out by Maddox’s thunderous roar.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Rox!” Zak says, as I open my eyes and look into his ocean blue ones. I keep his gaze as I feel Maddox slowly pull out, then Zak lowers my legs to the floor, keeping hold of my waist. Just as well because my legs are like jelly, although my thighs are burning from exertion.

Maddox is still behind me, whispering as he kisses a trail up my neck. I take Zak’s face in my hands, and he lowers his lips to mine, taking my mouth in a delicate but possessive kiss. Then I turn around and do the same to Maddox, yet his kiss is rougher, and I get lost in it for a moment, letting him take me under.

When it seems he’s found whatever he was looking for or had his fill for now, he releases me, and we wash beneath the warm spray of the shower.

Slipping beneath the covers, we become one mass of tangled limbs, entwined together forever.

It’s definitely some kind of heaven.

And whilst I feel safe and content for the first time in a long time, it can’t last because Rogers has laid down the gauntlet. If it’s a war he wants, then it’s a war he’ll get.

He won’t be expecting me.

The new no-holds barred Roxy Whitmore is gunning for him now.

ChapterFifteen

Maddox

Ibarely managed more than three hours sleep before I was awake again. There is far too much thinking going on in my head to sleep. Sleeping is for when you’re dead anyway. I’ll find out soon enough if Rogers gets his way.

I think about ducking under the covers, having some breakfast then sinking into Roxanne’s warm, sweet pussy again, but the sun is just coming up over the horizon and she needs to rest after yesterday, so instead, I very fucking reluctantly climb from the bed and throw on some joggers and a t-shirt and make my way downstairs.

As I reach the bottom of the stairs a noise in the kitchen makes me pause. I listen again, this time I hear the distinct sound of someone clinking a spoon against a cup.

Stepping inside, I see Star carrying a cup to the table and sitting down with her phone in her hand. She hasn’t seen me, and I watch her for a couple of minutes. I still can’t believe she’s here. Roxanne must have gotten the shock of her life when she saw her for the first time.

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