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Both Reid and JD have shed their shirts, leaving their toned bodies and inked skin exposed for me as they fist their still-hard dicks.

“Such a good girl, Pet,” Reid muses, his eyes darkening over my glistening body. “And while we appreciate that you’re punishing us, you’re not getting out of this without receiving all our cum.”

My breath catches at his filthy words.

I know I should stop them. Stay strong, but I can’t.

With them looming over me, I’m powerless to be anything but their willing whore.

They both work themselves faster, the muscles in their arms rippling before a loud grunt fills the air.

JD loses control first, his cock jerking in his hand before he spills over my tits. And not a second later, Reid does exactly the same, covering me in their cum.

All of us still, our increased breathing filling the air as our bodies cool. Or that is until Mav moves his hand between my still spread thighs and pushes his fingers inside me, collecting up his cum before swiping the same fingers through the mess on my chest and lifting them to my lips.

“Open up for Mav, Dove,” JD encourages, fully onboard with this plan.

The second my lips part, Mav’s fingers fill my mouth. Unable to stop myself, I lick at his digits, the taste of them exploding on my tongue.

10

JD

Ilie beside Alana, watching her sleep like I have done for the past hour or so.

Reid and Mav were up early—as early as eleven a.m. can be—to go and meet with Malakai Saint.

Mav wanted to wake Alana to say goodbye. He didn’t say the words, but I could see it in his eyes.

Thankfully, he decided against it because it allowed me to have this time with her.

Okay, so she’s fast asleep and has no idea that I’ve snuck into bed with her, but I can look past that.

She’ll forgive me eventually. She has to, right?

For now, though, I’ll take any bit of her I can get.

Images from last night continue to play out in my head like a movie, ensuring that my cock remains as hard as it was during the event.

I’m pretty sure that Reid and I could have easily joined in long before we did last night, but in a sadistic kind of way, I liked her brand of torture.

And anyway, watching her and her hot body isn’t exactly a hardship.

Would I have liked to have swapped places with Mav? Hell fucking yes. But also, I was okay watching.

Mav and Alana deserve to steal all the moments together that they can get. I’m just hoping that they’ll let me in on a few in the future because I am more than ready to play.

Alana stirs, making my heart jump into my throat.

As peaceful as it is watching her sleep, I’m aware that things could take a turn at any moment. Her night terrors might have been less frequent while we were at the safe house, but knowing what she witnessed only yesterday has to be a surefire way to wake them back up.

She thrashes, throwing her head from side to side, but she doesn’t say anything.

Hating seeing her suffering, I reach out and cup her face, hoping the warmth of my touch will soothe her.

She sucks in a deep breath, and I prepare for her to scream or cry out, but it never comes. Instead, her chest contracts, and she settles.

My heart swells that just my presence, my touch, induces such a powerful reaction.

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