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My eyes snap back open, and he smiles, hot and predatory.
“Whose cock do you want, princess? My brothers’?”
“Yes.” I swallow, my body tightening with desire again. Something that another low chuckle from Dante tells me he definitely noticed. “I want… I want all of you.” The way Maddoc’s eyes flare and the low, quietly indrawn breath I get from Logan spurs me on. “I want you to share me,” I whisper. “I want to be taken and used and owned. I want to belong toallof you.”
I wanted to be marked, in whatever way they’re willing, so that when Chloe and I have to leave, I’ll have something—even if it’s just a memory—to take with me.
“Good girl,” Dante whispers, kissing my temple as he continues to hold my head firmly pointed in Maddoc’s direction. “I knew you were fucking perfect for us.”
“Then show me,” I challenge, my eyes boring into Maddoc’s. This is a man I can push as hard as I want, knowing he’ll push back when I need it and stand strong—strong enough to let me break against him—when I need that too.
And right now what I need, what I crave, is exactly what I get.
Maddoc takes me up on my challenge, striding toward us and plucking me bodily off Dante’s lap before lifting me into his arms. “You want to be fucked again, butterfly? You want to know how well you fit here?”
Dante groans, wrapping his hand around his swollen cock as his cum runs down my thighs, making me into exactly the mess he promised.
Maddoc doesn’t seem to notice or mind… or maybe he does.
Maybe he notices, and it turns him on just as much as it does me.
He holds me against him, kissing me hard and possessively, and everything I felt in his arms last night roars to life inside me all over again. The kiss is everything I just found the courage to ask for. It’s a deep, dirty claim, making me feel taken and used and owned. Making me feel like I belong to him.
And belonging to Maddocisbelonging to all of them. I’ve seen how they are. As selfless with each other as they are ready to defend what’s theirs against all others.
He sucks on my tongue and takes command of my mouth, his arms rock solid as he supports my weight against him and fans the flames inside me until they’re back to an all-consuming blaze. Knowing Dante and Logan are there makes that blazing fire burn out of control, but the way Maddoc kisses me—likeyes, he’ll fuck me, but only when he gets around to it and he’s got no intention at all of hurrying things along—takes over all my awareness until I’m lost in it.
He barely lets me breathe, kissing me like he’s inhaling me—kissing me on and on andon,until I’m burning up and melting into pieces. Until Ineedhis cock.
“Maddoc, please,” I gasp when he finally lets me come up for air. “I need—”
“I know,” he growls, setting me down on my feet without letting me go. He rests one hand against my throat while the other one holds me firmly against him, and kisses me again. Kisses me likehecraves it. Like he can’t stop.
But this time, the thick length of his cock digs into my stomach, his clothing scraping roughly against my overly sensitized skin.
He’s still fully clothed. They all are, other than Dante having taken off his shirt and freed his cock. And I shiver, suddenly feeling vulnerable and exposed in a way I never did while stripping.
Maybe because the three men watching me have a different kind of attention trained on me. One that, like Dante said once, feels like it sees me all the way down to my soul.
Not that I want to be anywhere else. I don’t. I don’t want to bewithanyone else—and I don’t want any of these three men to be anywhere but right here with me—either. But I’ve opened up more to them more than I ever have to anyone. In some ways, in the most private of ways, even more than I’ve ever opened up to Chloe. And… it’s a lot.
My heart starts to race.
My body starts to shake.
I’m so wet, so freshly, deeply aroused, that I almost can’t stand it.
“Riley,” Maddoc says, looking down at me with an intensity that tells me he sees it. Senses it. Seesme. “I’ve got you.”
“I’ve never done this before,” I admit breathlessly, staring up into his eyes but acutely aware of both Logan’s and Dante’s, trained on me too. “I’ve never… been watched.” He knows I stripped, but he also knows what I mean. “I’ve never been with more than one man.”
Or withanyman that I cared about like this; like I care about each ofthem.
“Good,” Maddoc says with a possessive kind of satisfaction that settles my nerves and leaves nothing but the fire burning in my blood for this man. For all three of them. “You’re gorgeous, and I like knowing that’s all for us.”
“As it should be,” Dante murmurs, his hand moving lazily over his erect cock.
Logan makes a low sound of agreement—a sound that’s somehow both completely controlled and also so hungry and raw andrealthat my stomach flutters with a whole new batch of nerves. The best kind. The kind that heighten my arousal and flutter in my stomach.
