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Rhett looks to me, and the second I nod, he slams into Wren. She screams into Oliver’s shoulder. As he fucks her, he wraps a hand around Wren’s throat and lowers his lips to her ear.
“You like this, sweetheart? You like it when we both fuck you together?”
“Yes,” she moans.
“You like that Elliot enjoys seeing you like this? Look how hard his cock is.” He grabs her chin and turns her head so she’s looking at me.
“Oh,” she whispers. Her eyes drift down my body, stopping on my hand, which is still wrapped around my cock.
I crawl onto the bed. “He’s right. I love watching them do whatever they want to you.” I kiss her, smiling against her mouth when she whimpers. “You’re nothing but a pretty toy for them to use, aren’t you?”
“And you,” she whispers, looking up at me with wide eyes.
My smile grows. “That’s right.”
This whole time, Rhett hasn’t slowed his thrusts. With her hands still tied behind her back, Wren can’t do anything but take it. She’s trapped and helpless, only able to take whatever we do to her.
My guess is that it won’t take much to make Wren come, so I reach between her and Oliver and lightly pinch one of her nipples. Her gasp dissolves into a moan as Rhett wraps his hand around her throat again.
“Who do you belong to, Wren?” he asks her. “Whose cocks are you a filthy whore for?”
“Yours,” she whispers.
I roll her nipple, adding enough pressure that her eyes fly open in surprise. “I didn’t hear you.”
“I—” She groans as Oliver sucks her other nipple into his mouth. Her eyes close again, and a telltale whimper falls from her lips.
“Say it,” I demand. “Say it now, Wren.”
“I belong to you,” she cries just as she comes.
“That’s right,” I murmur as she sobs out my name. “All ours.”
Watching her get lost in her orgasm is mesmerizing. As she comes down, I kiss her shoulder proudly.
“I’m gonna come,” Oliver moans.
Immediately, Rhett stops moving. “Not yet, you aren’t.”
“FUCK.” Oliver glares at him. “I’m so close. Please—”
“No,” I tell him. “Your orgasm is mine tonight.”
Oliver looks equally disappointed and excited as Rhett pulls out of Wren. She doesn’t resist as Rhett loops his arms around her and lifts her off Oliver. He sits on his ass with his legs crossed and sets her in his lap.
“Does that mean you’ll fuck me now?” Oliver asks, raising an eyebrow.
I don’t answer, instead straddling him and tracing a finger down his chest.
Oliver squirms. “Please let me come.”
“You can be patient.”
“You’re having too much fun,” he grumbles.
“That’s what birthdays are for.”
“Please? I’ll let you fuck me whenever you want.”
