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Logan fists my hair and stares into my eyes. “You want to be fucked.”
It’s not a question, and he doesn’t need an answer. He says it just to make me squirm; I can tell by the way his pale eyes flare with desire.
“God, yes, please,” I gasp, wrapping my arms around him, straining toward him for a kiss.
He pulls my hair harder, keeping me from reaching his mouth. Giving me a hot sting of pain that wakes up my body like nothing else.
Then he smiles, and it’s so fucking dirty that my panties flood with arousal. “Beg me again.”
“Please. God, Logan. Kiss me. Fuck me. Use me.”
He groans, or maybe that’s Maddoc, and finally takes my mouth. His kiss is all-consuming, and I’m panting for air when he passes me back to Maddoc.
His shirt is off now, and I run my hands up the bold, dark lines of the tattoo covering his chest and wrap them around his neck. “Kiss me like Logan did.”
He laughs, low and dirty, and squeezes my ass. “You know better than to tell me what to do, butterfly.”
My breath hitches. “Right. You like to be in charge.”
“No, Iamin charge,” he corrects me. Then he proves it, owning me completely.
Logan comes up behind me while Maddoc is busy taking me apart, and when I feel his mouth—hot and demanding—on the back of my neck, I gasp, rolling my body against Maddoc’s.
He rips his mouth off mine. “You’ve got too many fucking clothes on.”
I don’t get a chance to respond. As soon as Maddoc lets my mouth go, Logan twists my head around and claims it. They pass me back and forth, working my clothes off between hot, demanding kisses and filthy, whispered promises, until I’m finally naked, sandwiched between them, with Dante looking on.
“You too,” I demand, tugging at Logan’s shirt. He whips it over his head, and pulls me against him again, flattening my breasts against the hard planes of his chest.
“Your skin feels like satin,” he murmurs, running his hands over me as Maddoc shucks off his pants. “So soft. So clean.”
“Dirty me up,” I beg, totally shameless. “Paint me with your cum.”
Heat flashes across Logan’s face, and the iron bar of his cock—still trapped in his pants—jerks between us. “No.” His hand dips between my legs. “I want it all inside you this time.”
“I want that too,” I gasp, grinding against him, wet and ready. “I need your cock. I need you and Maddoc to fuck me.”
“Fuck, princess,” Dante mutters from the bed, his voice dripping with lust. “You look so fucking good when you’re desperate for it.”
Logan spins me around, trapping me against him with my back against his chest and his shaft grinding against my ass. “Look what you do to my brothers.”
Maddoc’s cock juts out from his hard body as he watches us from the side of the bed, fully naked now, and Dante has his cock out too, a thick, angry pole in his tight fist as he watches the show I’m giving him with hooded eyes.
His body glistens with a bright sheen of sweat, his injuries standing out in stark relief, but he’s here, he’s alive, and he’s one of the sexiest sights I’ve ever seen. They both are.
“Can’t wait to get this in you again,” Dante says, slowly stroking himself. “Best fucking pain relief there is.”
“I’ve got some pain that needs relieving,” Maddoc growls, dipping his fingers into my pussy while Logan keeps me pinned against him. Maddoc fingers me, staring down into my face until he has me panting. “You wet enough to ride me hard?”
“Yes,” I gasp, my inner muscles clenching around his rough fingers. “I need more.”
He gives me one of those predatory smiles, then backs off, lying down on the bed next to Dante. His cock is so hard it lies flat against his stomach, and he runs his hand over it a few times, just the palm, then circles the base with his thumb and fingers and lifts it high.
“Come on then, butterfly,” he says, the thick shaft standing tall in his hand. “Come and get it. Give me some of that sweet-ass pain relief.”
“You heard him,” Logan murmurs in my ear, finally releasing my arms. “Go fuck my brother.”
My core tightens, desire like a coiled spring inside me, and I don’t waste any time crawling onto the bed between Maddoc’s spread legs, prowling up his body on my hands and knees to get what I need.
