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“I wanted to fuck you raw. I don’t want any barriers between us. Ever.”
“But the others—”
“Have all been fucking you raw too? We know, princess. And we don’t care. You’re ours now. All of ours. And we can share our toys.”
“I’m not on birth control yet! I have an appointment with the doctor in a few days.”
“If she even tries to give you contraception,” I growl out, “I’ll slit her fucking throat.”
Kayla gasps at the vehemence in my tone. “You c-can’t mean that.”
Enough. It’s time to show her that I mean exactly what I say.
Gripping her hip hard enough to bruise with one hand, I use my other to squeeze the base of my cock as I push my hips forward and attempt to join Night buried inside her.
“Fuck!” She screams as her flesh slowly gives way to the pressure of my dick refusing to back down. “Bones, no!”
“Shh, relax, let me in. You’re gonna feel so good in a minute and I know you love a little pain with your pleasure.”
She moans at my words, relaxing like the good fucking girl that she is.
“That’s it, princess. I wish you could see what I do right now. Your cunt is so fucking swollen and stretched. So fucking pretty and accommodating.”
I can’t stop talking, and I won’t stop until she’s screaming with pleasure, coming over and over again until she’s twice beyond the point of exhaustion.
“Want to know what it looks like, princess?” I ask, hauling her back against my body. “I’m forcing myself into you right now, and I bet you love every fucking minute.”
She whimpers at the exact moment that Night fucks upwards into her, forcing her against me, and I drive my cock into her depths.
Fuck, it feels like heaven sheathed in her. It’s so fucking tight, she’s so fucking hot, I’m never, ever, letting this woman go.
I lick at her neck, one arm locked tight around her, holding her to me while I begin to thrust in and out. Her pussy is stretched to her limit and I’m not fucking gentle. I’m harder, rougher, and the more I fuck her, the more I realise that tonight isn’t about being gentle with her. It’s about claiming her. It’s about marking her. It’s about fucking her so fucking hard, so fucking deep, that she never forgets who she belongs to. She’s ours. She’s been ours from day one. And I’m going to put my baby in her belly to prove it.
“That’s it, princess, I can feel you about to come. You have no fucking clue how hot you feel around our cocks. How fucking good you feel.” I lick her neck, kissing up to her ear and biting down hard enough on her lobe to make her gasp out. I move my hand around to her clit, pinching it between my fingers before lazily drawing circles around it. “Come for us, princess. We’ll make you come so hard, you’ll be ruined for any other cock but ours.”
“I… I can’t…” she starts to protest but I silence her with a harsh bite to her shoulder as Night reaches up and grabs her throat.
“You can, and you will,” I tell her, pressing deep enough that I can tell she’s fighting to expand for me. “Because we fucking want you to.”
“Yes.” She moans, giving in and relaxing, allowing me to slip that little bit further into her. My entire body shudders in response to her.
“That’s right, Princess. You’re going to come and you’re going to take every drop of what we give you.”
She’s shaking in my arms, as if she’s fighting an inner battle with herself.
“I don’t—”
“Breathe, Red,” Night commands. “You can do this. Just breathe.”
She takes a shaky breath, trembling as she does, and sighs when Night reaches out and cups her breasts. He pulls her down to take her nipples between his lips, he sucks them in and bites down roughly, and the change in angle makes me hiss “Fuck.”
I kiss her shoulder. “That’s it, princess. That’s it. Come for us.”
She goes still, transfixed on Night and I watch in awe, as she reaches out to wrap her hand around his neck, holding him to her and crying out as she comes.
I drive into her faster and harder, shuddering with the effort to hold back. She’s mine. She’s mine and I’m going to put my fucking child in her tonight. I might be willing to share her with the others, but it’s at my say-so. She’s fuckingmine.
As if he can hear my possessive thoughts, Night fixes me with a hard look over Kayla’s shoulder and when he speaks, his words are more to me than her. “That’s it, Red. You’re doing so well. You’re alreadyours.” His tone is hard, immovable, non-negotiable.
