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They start to fuck me together, finding a perfect rhythm, like we really were meant to be.

They keep me tightly sandwiched between them, their hands holding me firmly in place and our three bodies moving in a slow dance as they alternate thrusts. Slow, but intense. Being stuffed so full has my world spinning on its axis and pushes my body to its limits, and when I lock eyes with Dante, using his hungry, vibrant green gaze as my anchor point, an orgasm rolls through me without any warning.

I gasp, my inner muscles tightening with the intense wave of sudden pleasure.

“Fuck,” Maddoc grits out, his body locking up underneath me as his cock swells in my pussy, making Logan hiss, his hips stuttering to a halt.

Then Loganmoves, fucking into me just enough to take the pleasure and explode it into something deeper, and I scream, the sensation sending me flying.

“Oh, fuck yeah. You’ve never looked more fucking beautiful, princess,” Dante says, his voice hoarse. “You were made for this. Made for Reaper cock, made to take what my brothers give you. I wanna see their cum dirty up that greedy pussy of yours until it runs down your thighs. Show me how much you can take. Show me how it feels to let my brothers fuck you raw.”

Every word out of his mouth drags my orgasm out even longer, and even though neither Maddoc nor Logan is able to fuck me deep or go hard, I’ve never felt more thoroughly taken in my life. It’s fucking intense, and just when it starts to settle into a bone melting afterglow, Maddoc’s fingers bite into my ass, holding me in place as he slams his hips up.

“Fuck,” Logan grunts, his hard body shuddering above me as Maddoc’s hot release fills my pussy.

“Oh god,” I gasp, the feel of it setting off a chain reaction that has me coming again almost before I know it.

Logan curses again and starts to fill me with his cum too, continuing to slowly fuck me through it as my pussy gets sloppy, just the way Dante wanted.

“Such a filthy mess,” Maddoc murmurs, dipping his hand between my legs and rubbing his fingers through it, holding his cock inside me even as it starts to soften. He gives me a possessive look full of pure male satisfaction. “Dante’s right. You’re fucking beautiful when we dirty you up.”

“You are,” Logan agrees, pushing my hair off the back of my neck and leaning down to kiss me there.

It makes me shiver, causing me to clench around both of them again and sending another hot gush of cum down my thighs.

Both men groan as they slowly pull out of me, trailing hot kisses over my skin as they go.

“Fuck, that’s it. Spread your thighs and let me see, princess,” Dante grunts, jerking himself hard as he stares at my pussy with hooded eyes. “That right there is the only heaven I’ll ever need. If I had to, I could die fucking happy from seeing you like this.”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” I say, the bruises and lacerations covering him making that hit too close to home. “Not without giving me your cum too.”

I crawl over to him and push his hand away from his cock, then dip mine between my legs, using what was inside me as lubrication as I take over.

His abs ripple with tension, and he throws his head back, the muscles in his neck standing out like thick cords. “Fuck. Princess.Jesus.”

“Give it to me, Dante. Don’t make me beg.”

He sucks in a ragged breath, his eyes hot as he grabs the back of my head. “You fucking love to beg.”

“Only for you,” I whisper. “Only because I love you.”

He groans, then starts to come, shoving my head down just in time for me to open my mouth and swallow down his release.

“Fuck, that’s it, take what’s yours princess,fuck.”

His hand finally relaxes on the back of my head, and I slowly let his cock slide out of my mouth, then rest my head on his thigh, feeling boneless and complete and so fucking in love I have no words for it.

I don’t need any. This day has wrung everything out of all four of us, and my men are just as ready to collapse as I am. Maddoc and Logan clean us all up a little, then surround me as I curl up next to Dante, acting like a protective shield, their presence all the proof I need that they’re feeling it too.

Thisis where we belong.

This is what we were fighting for.

And whatever the fallout is now that West Point has fallen, this is how we’ll get through it. Together.

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RILEY

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