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“Good,” Maddoc growls, easing his fingers out of me and replacing them with the fat tip of his cock. “Because nothing’s better than being inside you, butterfly. I fucking need this.”
The pressure is almost too much, an indescribable burn as he slowly pushes forward, forcing my body open in a way I’ve never experienced before. It hurts, but even though the pain is totally different from what I felt while being belted, it still fulfills the same promise my men made to me—it’s so intense that the rest of the world disappears. Nothing else exists except the way they’re filling me.
“Motherfucker,” Dante hisses as Maddoc breaches me, his fingers digging into my hips. “I can feel you right through her, Madd.”
“That’s just the fucking tip,” Maddoc grits out, starting to pump his hips in slow, shallow thrusts that push his cock deeper, inch by torturously slow inch. “Let me get inside. Don’t fucking move, Dante.”
Dante laughs, the sound as strained as his rock-hard muscles, bunched up into tight knots. “I can’t, brother. Jesusfuck. Never felt anything like it. You’re making our girl’s perfect pussy feel even tighter.”
Not just tighter. As Maddoc works his cock into me, it lights up nerve endings I didn’t even know I had. It also does something to my g-spot that has a long, low whine escaping me. It hurts and feels incredible and completely overwhelms me. And Dante’s right. I can feel both of them, and it’s almost perfect.
I look up, panting hard as waves of heat roll through my body, and lock eyes with Logan.
“Beautiful,” he whispers, stroking himself as he stares down at me. “You really are made for this, wildcat. I can see the pain on your face. You love being split open by my brothers.”
I do. It’s so much, and I never want it to stop even as I wonder if I can really take it.
“Every single way of fucking you makes me want to lose my goddamn mind,” Maddoc grits out, fisting my hair in one hand and slowly thrusting a little deeper into my ass. “But this is everything, butterfly. Taking you with my brothers. Taking your ass as my own. Taking…fuck.”
His words heighten my own arousal so much that my body clenches down around him, around both of them, and he curses hard as Dante grunts beneath me, his hips slamming up and driving his cock deeper into my pussy.
I whimper, the feel of both of them surrounding me, owning me like this, making me feel like I’m about to shatter. “Please, just, god,” I gasp, no idea what I’m begging them for.
“Fuck her, Madd,” Dante says, his voice hoarse with the strain of holding himself still. “Quit fucking around and take her hard. I need to move, or I need you to, but this is killing me.”
Maddoc growls an inarticulate response, then pulls back and palms my ass, waking up the burn from the belting again, and spreads me wide. “Love seeing you take my cock. Your hole is stretched to the limit, isn’t it?”
I shudder, panting as I nod. “Please.”
He runs a finger around the sensitive ring of skin he’s so enthralled by, and I only realize after a moment that he’s applying more lube.
Then he fucks me.
“Oh god,” I gasp, trembling almost uncontrollably as he works up a rhythm that lets Dante thrust into me every time he pulls back.
“That’s it, princess,” Dante rasps, his hands guiding my hips. “Fuck, yes, just like that.”
“I want you full of our cum. Marked as a Reaper. Dripping with it,” Maddoc grunts, the heat of his body behind me lighting me up inside. “I want you marked inside and out, in every hole.”
I gasp, the dirty words almost more than I can take. But I want that too, and I can’t have it without Logan.
I look up at him, too overwhelmed to speak.
I don’t need to. He stares at me like he can see right into my soul, and when my eyes beg him to come closer, he does, running his fingers through my hair in a tender, loving gesture that makes tears spring to my eyes… then tangling them in the long strands and wrapping them around his fist so he can tug my head up hard enough to make those tears pour down my cheeks from the sudden, stinging pain.
“Open,” he says, guiding his cock to my lips. “Tongue out.”
He rubs the head back and forth over my extended tongue, the scent and taste of him like a drug. Then he thrusts into my mouth, not stopping until he hits the back of my throat.
I gag, and he groans, pushing his cock in even deeper and crooning sweet, filthy words to me as my throat spasms around his shaft.
“Shit, Logan,” Dante grunts, his rhythm faltering for a moment. “Our princess looks hot as fuck with a mouth full of cock.”
“She does,” Logan says, pulling back until just the tip rests on my tongue again. He twists his hand tighter in my hair. “You don’t want to think, do you? You don’t want anything but our cocks.”
I can’t even nod, but I don’t have to. He already knows the answer. They all know me so well that there’s not a chance in hell I could ever doubt how they feel about me. Not even Logan, despite the way he’s withheld the actual words.
I don’t need them. Not right now. Not when he looks down at me like I’m everything to him as he starts slowly fucking my throat, his rhythm syncing up with his brothers’ as they take me just the way Maddoc promised. Filling every one of my holes. Owning me. Surrounding me. Overwhelming me in all the ways I didn’t know how to ask for; all the ways they instinctively knew I needed right now.
