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I grab his neck and force his face to mine. “Singalong doesn’t like Zero and Crank for some reason.”

“That ain’t your problem. We got Stark now and he won’t put up with bullshit from your fuckin’ Scottish asshole of a bird.”

“Singalong is rough around the edges, that’s all.”

“Quit talking about the fucking bird.” He crushes his lips against mine and gives me a long bruising kiss. His body presses onto me and his hands grip my wrists.

“Trigger,” I moan as I shift my face to the side. “I worry.”

He kisses his way down my body, taking my wrists with him as he shifts his body to the end of the bench. “Legs over my shoulders, babe. Not gonna tell you twice.”

He doesn’t have to, because most of my darlings are safe and his lips are making promises that I have every intention of making him keep.

I slide my legs over his shoulders then jerk as he releases my wrists and hefts my hips up with his hands. He presses his lips against my clit.

“Fuck,” I moan. I’m already so turned it takes only a few swipes of his magical tongue to make me fall off the edge. It’s the same every time. A delicious electrical current that invades every part of me, making me touch heaven before I go numb.

“Good girl,” he says as he laps at my juices.

I’m still coming down from the first orgasm when he starts feasting on my pussy like a starving man. He slides two fingers into me and fucks me slowly. “Wish it was my dick,” he mumbles as he swipes his tongue through the creases in my thighs.

I groan and grab at hair that is no longer there. “Make it your dick, then.”

“Later.” He pushes fingers harder into me, then curls them against that magical inside zone, stroking lazily.

“Fuck!” I buck my hips. “Speed the fuck up, you bastard.”

“Settle down, gorgeous. We go at my pace.” He kisses my clit.

I lift my head and shoulders up so I can see his head. “You promised three, so get to it before Rider shows up.”

He nips the inside of my thigh hard enough to bruise. “The only fuckin’ name on your lips while I’m goin’ down on you is mine.” He’s still tickling inside as he grips my hair and yanks my head so he can stare hard into my eyes. “You understand, babe? I ain’t playing games here.”

I throw my head back as his commanding words topple me. “I understand,” I gasp, wanting so badly to scream, but I don’t want Lullaby to worry.

“That’s two,” he says as he flattens his tongue hard against my sensitive clit.

“Give me a minute,” I pant. “I need a minute.”

“You don’t get a fuckin’ minute.” He uses his teeth to draw my clit between his lips, his tongue working it.

It aches in protest at first, then the build starts, pushing me upward even as I wriggle my hips to evade him. “You’re going… I can’t,” I moan as he assaults me relentlessly. I spiral higher, almost there. Almost.

Then the bastard pulls back from my tortured clit.

“You ready?” he asks, his voice strained.

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” I chant.

He blows on my clit. A steady hot breath that shatters me. My body jerks wildly and I start to fall off the bench, but Trigger grabs my waist and holds me steady, the tip of his tongue flicking at my clit as I come down.

“Jesus,” I whisper.

He presses my thighs against my breasts as he leans over me and kisses me hard. “I don’t break promises, baby.”

Almost on cue, Rider’s voice floats into the room. “Lullaby is saddled up and ready to go.” He pauses. “If you two are done in there, we gotta get moving.”

Trigger helps me up and finds my panties. I grin as I slip them on, my eyes on his beautiful face.

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