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Dropping them lower, I find his sweats have been shoved down and he’s stroking his dick almost violently.
Leaning over me, JD twists his fingers in my panties and rips them from my body, leaving me exposed to all of them.
Briefly, my eyes shoot to where I last saw Reid. And to my surprise, he’s still there. His expression is hard, every muscle in his body strung taut but it’s what’s happening below his waist that makes my breath catch.
He’s also got his cock out, although his movements are much more restrained than Mav’s.
“Spread your legs, little dove,” JD instructs. “Let Mav see everything.”
My knees fall to the sides and Mav’s eyes drop.
“Take her, she’s all yours.”
The tendons in his muscles pull tight as he steps forward.
“You need to feel how fucking tight she is. You’ve never felt anything like it, I fucking promise you that.”
But despite how close he is, Mav never closes the space to touch me, let alone push inside me.
“Mav, please. Just tak—”
His roar of pleasure swallows my words as his cock jerks and he unloads all over my pussy, covering me in cum, marking me.
Fuck. It’s hot.
“Oh God,” I whimper as the heat of his seed burns me from the outside in. “Fuck. That was—” My words vanish as the alcohol, weed, and exhaustion slam into me.
The world around me starts to spin as hands move over me.
“You got her?” JD asks.
“Yeah. I’ve always got her,” Mav assures him.
And then we’re moving. I’ve no idea where to. But while I’m in my husband’s arms, I know I have nothing to worry about. He’d die before letting anything happen to me.
The chill from outside vanishes in favor of the warmth of running water. But my feet never hit the floor and the arm around me never leaves.
“I love you, Maverick Murray. I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you too, Doll.”
I’m surrounded by something soft and my body begins to drift.
“Sleep, Doll. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”
Unable to do anything but follow orders, I drift off, my body sinking into the mattress.
42
ALANA
Iwake with a startling realization. I didn’t have a nightmare.
I lie still, searching the depths of my brain for the lie.
They always come for me. Every single fucking night they come for me, reminding me of everything I spend my waking hours trying to forget.
But there is nothing. No lingering fear, no disgust. No… nothing.
