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“You want that?” Dante asks, his breath getting choppy and his grip tightening on my ass almost to the point of pain. “You want me to make you into a mess? Get your pussy sloppy with my cum?”

“I want everything you can give me,” I say, which is nothing but the truth.

“Fuck,” Dante groans, yanking me down on his cock and giving me exactly that.Everything.

“You two look hot as fuck together,” Maddoc says in a low growl as Dante pants through his orgasm, filling me up just like he promised.

A greedy, hungry shudder ripples through me at the visceral reminder that all the men are sharing this moment. That they’re all going to shareme. These three have spoiled me. They’ve each given me some of the best orgasms of my life, and as sated as Dante’s cock always makes me, my body already craves more.

I lightly trace his still-healing new tattoo—mymark, permanently imprinted near his heart—and Dante tunnels his fingers through the back of my hair, palming the back of my head and tipping it forward toward his.

“Nothing better than this,” he repeats softly as his cock slowly stops pulsing inside me.

He rests his forehead on mine, looking into my eyes with a hot, tender smile, and reaches between us to take my hand, flattening it over his tattoo.

He hisses a little, and I smile. It must still be tender, but just like me, I know that does it for him. Just like every single thing about him does it for me. Himandhis brothers.

Dante’s tender smile turns downright filthy, and he tips my head like he did before we fucked, turning it so I can see Maddoc and Logan watching us.

“You came so well for me, princess,” he whispers in my ear. But then like he’s reading my mind again, he adds, “but this doesn’t have to stop here.”

Maddoc’s gray eyes are locked onto me and burning with fire. Logan’s pale gaze is so hot that I can’t remember how I ever thought they looked like ice.

“You spent last night with Madd,” Dante says, his softening cock flexing inside me again. My breath hitches, and Dante chuckles, low and dirty. “Do you want him again?”

“Yes,” I breathe out, heat tightening my core again as that fire in Maddoc’s eyes flares bright.

“Did he fuck you good last night?”

“Yes.”

I gasp as the memory sends an aftershock of pleasure ripping through me, forcing my body to milk Dante’s cock as it starts to harden again inside me.

We both groan, and I’m pinned in place, frozen with fire by the intensity of Maddoc’s gaze and the pulsing weight of Logan’s too. Their focused attention ripples through the air between us like the kind of heat that pulses off the seemingly quiet desert.

“It was so good,” I admit, still holding Maddoc’s eyes and letting my tongue loosen, opening up like I never do. “Maddoc fucks like a god.”

He smirks, his lips lifting just a tad at the corners, and Dante chuckles, a vibration I can feel where we’re joined.

“You want to be fucked like that again?”

I want to be fucked like that always.

“Answer him,” Maddoc says in that demanding leader-of-the-Reapers tone that reminds me of just how controlling he can be… and just how much I fucking get off on it.

“I want to be fucked like that again,” I say obediently, my voice coming out just as breathless and needy as my body is feeling.

Dante’s big hand rubs up and down my bare spine, sliding under my hair and pressing me closer to his chest. My nipples rub against his pecs in a maddening tease, and he leans in to bite at my ear again, his cock almost fully hard inside me now.

“What do you want?” he whispers. “Tell usexactlyhow you want to be fucked tonight. What are you craving, princess?”

I shake my head. I’m not afraid of dirty talk, but opening up like this is so much easier with my body than my heart.

Dante chuckles. “Not good enough. Do you want more cock?”

I close my eyes, my pulse quickening. “Yes.”

“Look at me,” Maddoc demands.

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