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Will snarled, a sheen of sweat building on his brow as he held me up on his thighs and spread my ass apart to give Tuck an easier entry behind.

“Please and tease,” Will echoed. “It’s what you do best, dandelion.”

Alan gave him a smug smirk. Then his soft fingers were all over me, as his hands dipped beneath my tunic, palmed my breasts, and played with me like he owned me.

Seconds later, Tuck tilted my head gently to the side and towered over me on his knees, kissing me upside down. His hand wrapped around my neck and the sensations became too much to bear and compartmentalize.

I was becoming unwound.

And it was only going to get worse.

A sharp gasp pushed out of me and into Tuck’s mouth when I felt a warm, dragging friction at my clit. I wasn’t at an angle for Will’s cock to cause the friction, so where could it—

“Ah!” I screamed, another stab of pure pleasure rocking me to my core and making my toes curl around Will’s body.

My lips flitted away from Tuck’s. I whipped my head forward to see Alan had ducked his head into the tight space between mine and Will’s bellies.

He was licking my clit with mad abandon, feasting on me while alternating his laving tongue over Will’s pounding cock at the same time.

My eyelids fluttered. Colors invaded my senses, and the thrum exploded into pure bliss as I climaxed and a moan tore from my body. My hands went from Will’s shoulders to Alan’s beautiful, long hair. I scrubbed my fingers through his mane and pushed his head down, forcing his tongue across my lips and clit, which he perused with slow circles and intense softness.

It was in direct opposition to Will’s long, steady rhythms, which were becoming violent and staining the tent with the fleshy sounds of my body clapping against his.

“I think you’re ready for me,” Tuck said in my ear, trailing his fingers down the thin bone of my collar.

I gulped. Blood rushed in my ears as I settled down from my intense orgasm. My mouth opened to ask what Tuck meant—then I felt the hard, dripping size of his cockhead against my asshole. “Fuck,” I breathed. “Will you . . . fit?”

“If I work hard enough, I’ll make it fit.”

“It’s going to hurt!”

“And then it’s going to feel like nothing you’re ever experienced, little heathen.”

“I can vouch for that,” Alan said, popping his head up momentarily before I pushed him back down between mine and Will’s legs.

“Let us corrupt your body until you’re a mindless mess,” Tuck said, absolutely unholy in the moment.

Slowly, throat dry, promise extracted . . . I nodded.

And his fat cock widened my asshole as it inched in and filled me. I clenched my teeth together, wincing in sudden pain that melted into pleasure. I was stuffed in both holes, and saliva drooled down my lips as my mouth dropped open.

I panted like a dog, tongue out from the sheer sensation of their hands and bodies and cocks all around me and inside me. These three vicious Merry Men were huddled—ruthless protectors—turning every cold part of me volcanic with their touch. Ruining me from the inside out.

Making me feel loved. Important. Worshipped.

Tuck grunted as his cock sank into my ass and thrust alongside Will’s shaft, only separated by thin membrane. I felt used and complete, degraded and fulfilled.

The friar’s hands held my shoulders and he kissed the back of my neck. Will’s hand shot out and closed around my throat, like he loved to do, and the dizzying wave of pleasure surged through my entire body, starting at my brain and ending at my dominated core.

My hands fell from Alan’s head, dangling uselessly at my sides as I bounced and shuddered on Will Scarlet’s plowing cock. Alan-a-Dale feasted on my cunt and clit and stroked his hard length, managing to bring Will’s cock to a harder, pulsating throb with the way his tongue worked.

Every inch of me was accounted for. I felt complete and desired and possessed . . . yet I was still missing one.

Little John’s presence was sorely missed and obviously vacant. For everything these three could do to bend, twist, and dominate me, the giant leader of the Merry Men could also do. By himself.

I couldn’t lose myself to the sorrow of not having him here. Not in this moment, with these men pleasing me in every single way. They touched and groped and sent needles of bliss skittering down my spine and skin as Will drilled my cunt, Alan ate me, and Tuck filled my ass.

I unraveled, shivering in place as the three men took complete control of my body. They tossed me into other positions, managing to move my frame like I was merely a doll that they had express orders to please until unconsciousness.

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