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“I’ve…tried it, but it’s not the same,” he admitted.

He had? I felt like my own cock was about to explode just thinking about him investigating himself that way.

I withdrew, enjoying the way he chased my retreating fingers. I spat on his hole again, slicking a third finger before urging his body to take it.

“That’s too much!” He grunted. His cock jerked, precum dripping to a small puddle on the floor. I ran my thumb over his perineum, and he groaned loudly enough that I couldn’t help but glance at the door.

“It’s narrower than my cock.”

“I think I block out how big it is.”

I pulled my fingers partway out and crooked them to stroke his prostate.

He swore, then choked, arching his back while shaking with need.

“Shh. You’re going to wake my pregnant fiancée,” I admonished.

“You mean my pregnant wife?”

I spread my fingers inside him, twisting them, trying to make room for myself. He made an animalistic sound.

“Both of you are mine,” I grumbled, giving his balls a warning tap.

He sucked in a breath.

Slowly, I pulled my fingers from his ass, then slicked my cock with more spit.

“Why do you have to be so big?” he grumbled as I lined myself up with his ass.

“Maybe I’m fate’s way of reminding you not to be a dick. There’s always a bigger dick to put you in your place.”

I worked my way into him hard and fast, shutting down his attempt at sass. In the mirror, his deep frown and bared teeth delighted my sadistic heart. The hot grip of his ass was unholy torture.

“For a dominant, you really enjoy getting railed,” I mocked.

Beneath me, he struggled, but I gripped his hips harder, not letting him go, enjoying his attempts to dislodge me. I was far too deep in his guts to make it easy.

Sweaty, panting, he swore quietly at me, grunting when I went in at an uncomfortable angle, groaning when my dick hit him exactly right.

“Behave before you hurt yourself,” I admonished tightly, sweating with the effort of keeping him under control, trying desperately not to come yet.

Either he ran out of steam, or liked the dick he was getting too much to keep fighting me.

The door opened a crack and a gorgeously tousled Tarryn peeked in. Quietly, she entered, her gaze devouring the scene. I gave an exaggerated roll of my hips and flexed the muscles in my stomach, putting on a show that made Valor’s breath catch. I glanced up at Tarryn and winked. Her cheeks were very pink, and she nibbled on her bottom lip.

Watching her watch us was so fucking sexy.

Valor’s little nymph liked to watch her dominant take it up the ass.

Did the voyeur know his wife was a voyeur, too? What a dirty, dirty girl. Fuck, I loved her.

Knowing she was watching us made me preen for her, and that small distraction made it easier for me to stave off my orgasm, at least for the moment. I stretched over top of him, grabbing his wrists, biting the back of his neck.

I glanced at Tarryn, who had slid one of her dainty hands under her dress and into her panties.

I groaned.

How was I supposed to divide my attention between what I was doing to him, and what she was doing while watching us?

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