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“Yes, you do. Filthy bitch!” Beau hissed, tugging her legs back until her hips groaned in protest.

Slick dripped from her in a constant stream, glistening on Rey’s shaft as it reappeared. Forced to look while Beau attacked the back of her neck with savage kisses, Devin dragged in a ragged gasp. The deep bronze of his skin ruddy with the hammering pulse of his heart, Rey’s greedy strokes worked her to a frothy perfection. Coating him in thick, milky smears of it before he plunged deep to pummel her cervix. As if punishing her for making him so needy, so damn eager.

“Like that Alpha cock? Yeah, you fucking need it. Want all your holes dripping with his come, don’t you?”

The heat simmering low in her hips radiated outward. Teasing touches of pleasure singeing through her veins as she took in the sight, the sound. Gods, thesmell! It inundated her, laying waste to her reluctance on a single shaky breath.

“Fuck. Gods.” Rey bared his teeth, chest heaving with his ragged breaths. Curling his fingers over her hips, he pulled Devin into every wild thrust, the furious tempo becoming erratic.

“Seriously,” Beau said with a breathless laugh, ducking his head to hide his grin against Devin’s neck. He bit her shoulder at her confused whine. “Hear that, baby? That tight cunt is too much for him. Now you make it real good or you’re going to regret it.”

Devin had no idea if he was serious, what he might do to her. It was enough to send a shuddering thrill through her body. Slick muscle clenched tight around the driving power of Rey’s length. Throwing his head back, Rey roared. Threatened to force his knot inside of her before he dropped a hand to grip it. Knuckles blanching as he squeezed it tight, filling her pussy to overflowing with his come.

“No,” Devin wailed, her hips barely twitching under Beau’s relentless control. It couldn’t be over. She wanted so much more.

Beau cursed under his breath, dropping Devin to the small bench at the back of the cubicle. Diving between her splayed legs, he attacked her pussy. He groaned against the swollen folds as his tongue lashed at the pert nub of her clit. Devin squealed and pulled her legs wide. Spreading for him as the excruciating pleasure threaded through her limbs. Trembling muscles drawing tight as heat suffused her. Rough fingers delved deep inside of her, and abraded sensitive flesh as Beau used them to fuck her at the furious pace her body craved.

Rey’s shadow fell over her as he came to her side. Still wringing his knot, he aimed the pearlescent fluid across Devin’s breasts and stomach and growled with every thick pulse.

Whining low in her throat, Devin reached for Rey. Tangled her fingers in short, blond hair as she directed Beau’s tongue, aiming his sucking lips to take her clit in their violent kiss. It built deep within her. The fierce roar of pleasure consuming her with every frenzied flick of his tongue. Stroking Rey’s shaft, pulling him to her, she swallowed all that he offered. Relishing the decadent, dark taste of him.

“You fucking come now, bitch,” Beau roared, jamming three fingers into her. Stretching them wide, filling her. Biting down hard on her clit.

Devin gave a shattered scream as the violent pleasure tore through her. Bucking and shuddering as the cresting wave crashed over her head. The wet, rippling contractions of her pussy strangled Beau’s fingers. Vision sheeting to white, the glorious roar of it drowning out all but the hammering of her heart.

Devin drowsed as they picked her up from the bench. Gentle hands cleaned away the spatters of milky fluid clinging to her cheeks and chin, the rest they rubbed into her flesh. Rey’s scent coated her in hazy warmth. A comfortable blanket in the middle of a winter storm.

Inexplicable tears sprung to her eyes as they helped her from the shower, her gaze drawn to the ruined dress.

“Shh, sweetheart. He’s got another one for you,” Rey said through the rich purr. Petting her hair with careful hands as he tipped her head back for his kiss. “It’ll look even better on you, too.”

“He’s saying that because it’s red,” Beau retorted from where he kneeled at Devin’s feet, buffing her legs dry.

“He likes red,” Devin hummed, leaning forward to nuzzle Rey’s chest. Taking in his scent, fresh and strong. She was drunk on him, wanted more of him on her tongue, inside of her. “Likes teal, too.”

“You were beautiful.” Rey ducked to catch her dreamy gaze, answering her tentative smile with his own.

“Should have led with that,” Beau muttered.

Devin agreed, but kept her thoughts to herself. Standing naked in the foggy bathroom, she tried to piece everything together in the warm syrup of her thoughts. It appeared she was going out after all. Not just a private dance for them in the house, but out to the club. Even if she had to sit in the office the entire time while they worked, it’d be good.

They didn’t leave her to dress this time. Both males standing at the ready to hand her brushes, comb, slide the expensive silk stockings onto her legs. The dress was deep crimson, an incredible blue-red that suited her much better than the gold. A narrow strip of cloth at her neck held it up, the cutout leaving her shoulders and most of her collarbone bare. Rey’s vicious mark was plain to see. Smothered in his scent, there would be no question who she belonged to.

Snug in the backseat of the sedan a few minutes later, Rey laid out the rules of the evening.

“You will stay by my side. If for any reason you aren’t with me, you will always remain in sight of Beau. If he tells you to come to him, you go to him. No back talk, no complaining.” Rey’s hands tensed over the wheel, the leather groaning under his flexing fingers.

“It’ll be fine, man.” Beau glanced back at Devin with one brow cocked. There wasn’t a question deep in the pale blue of his gaze. It was a promise. A dangerous one.

“It’s stupid and insane,” Rey said through a growl. “Don’t talk to anyone, either!”

“I understand.” Devin crossed her hands in her lap, trying not to let them show her nerves. It was the first time she’d been out since all this began, really. She didn’t count when Rey had to drag her everywhere with him. Didn’t want to think of the thin scar slithering down the inside of her wrist.

She didn’t understand this sudden change in him, but she hoped it was the beginning of something. Things were… not terrific, but on their way to better. In an attempt to be optimistic, she could only pray to the Gods that it would continue.

Devin was bouncing in her seat by the time they arrived at the club. It must have been packed. A line snaked its way from the neon lit front doors around the block, the crowd a snarling mass of impatience to gain entry.

Rey’s hand appeared before her on a vicious swirl of freezing air as he offered it to help her out. Sliding her palm across his, she refused to touch the bond rioting within her chest. So sure his protective jealousy would infect her, she patted his chest before sliding around to his opposite side. He couldn’t shove her back into the car now. Linking her arm with his, she grinned up at him, petting his arm as she squeezed it against her side.

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