Page 86 of Reckless Thief


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His expression shifted, and there was a hint of a sly smile on his lips, which thrilled me. “You’ve already got that pretty pussy stuffed.”

I giggled, and Liam groaned as I clamped down on him. “Yes, I do, and I’m about to be the very happy filling in a twin sandwich.”

That got me another sharp slap to the ass, courtesy of Liam, and a huff of laughter from Rome.

“Feel good?” The soft question from Freddie turned me all kinds of inside out. More because the flirty smile and playfulness couldn’t quite mask the worry.

“So good,” I promised. “They never hurt me.”

“And we wouldn’t,” Rome said, even as Liam nodded.

“That said, Freddie, my man, you want to stay, you stay. But we’re going back to fucking our girl now. Hellspawn, eyes on me.”

The order was impossible to refuse, but I blew Freddie a kiss before looking down at Liam.

“Good girl,” he said. “Rome, stop fucking her with your fingers because I need to move.”

The demand held just a whisper of a plea, and I swooped down to kiss Liam. Those words were calm, practical, and in charge, precisely what Freddie needed to hear. As Rome shifted behind me, their fingers were out of my ass, and he replaced them with his dick.

“Go slow,” Liam ordered in between kisses. “Relax, Hellspawn. Let him fuck into you with the dick he dedicated to you.”

That sent another trill of heat through my system. The burn of Rome sliding into me, combined with Liam’s hot kisses, edged me higher. I carded my fingers through Liam’s hair even as I reached back for Rome, and then they were both inside me as deep as they could go.

A low keening note escaped as they began to rock. I rolled my hips, savoring the glorious burn of Rome in my ass and Liam thrusting into my cunt. I twisted up to kiss Rome and then back to Liam. They passed my kisses back and forth between them. We were all panting, and in between kisses, I caught Freddie’s hot eyes on me.

Rome and Liam’s hands were everywhere, adjusting me, balancing me, and desire turned incandescent. They alternated between gentle strokes and fierce thrusts. My control was slipping. At the first touch of Liam’s fingers to my clit, pleasure fired along my nerves.

Liam’s concentration seemed to slip and Rome shifted his angle, every thrust driving me onto Liam. My vision blurred as everything unraveled. The coiled loops of tension detonated, and a keening cry broke out of me. Liam came with me, the heat of his release sparking another firestorm, even as Rome managed a couple more thrusts before he came.

The heat of their release filled me, and I sagged against Liam’s chest as Rome settled against my back. The aftershocks seemed to keep pulling them into my body as I felt every delicious inch of them. Rome kissed a path across my shoulders as Liam nibbled kisses against my throat.

Eyes open, I looked at Freddie again. His stare bored into my soul. He was stroking his cock through his pants, and I wished it was me doing it for him. “Are you going to come?” I asked in a wrecked voice, but I was too full and hot with the twins to care.

“No,” Freddie said slowly. “I’m saving that.”

Really?

He never looked away from me as he kept stroking his dick, and I grinned.

“It would be my pleasure.”

That earned me a bite from Liam and a laugh from Rome as he eased upward. We were all groaning. I was stretched and sore in all the right places. It took a bit of adjusting, but once Rome was up, Liam helped roll me over so he could slide out. From the cum sticking to my thighs and dribbling out of my ass, I was a mess.

“Hey, Boo-Boo,” Freddie said after Liam bent to kiss me before heading into the bathroom. Rome was already back with a warm washcloth.

“Hmm?”

“Spread your legs just a little wider.”

I dropped my knees into a butterfly pose so that he could see my pussy. His sigh pulled another laugh from me.

“Yeah, still got the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.”

He’d stayed, and there was no sign of discomfort or fear or even upset. He’d stayed and watched, and I kind of wanted to go over and help him with the erection tenting his pants. At the same time, I didn’t want to push.

“You know,” I said. “You can always come over here and come on me if you want.”

Rome huffed a laugh as he swiped the washcloth between my thighs.

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