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Dom isn’t finished. “Do you want his cock inside you?”

“Yes, I want his cock.”

Dom glances over my shoulder. “Fuck her, Kill. Make her scream.”

Kirill thrusts inside me, deep and hard, jerking me forward.

“Oh, God,” I cry.

“Good girl,” Dom says. “You’re taking his cock so well. So pretty. So perfect.” He kisses me again, and his hand tightens around my throat. Kirill rams into me, hard and determined. I know I’m getting close; the pressure around my neck tells me so. Dom can read my body so well. He knows exactly when I’m going to come.

He stares down at me. “You’re our beautiful, filthy cum-slut, aren’t you? You want us to fill you up, leave you dripping.”

“Yes, yes, give it to me.”

“You’re ours. All ours. For us to use over and over.”

I’ll agree with him about pretty much anything at this point. I want to come so badly. “You can use me whenever you want.”

He drags his fingers down my lips. “Fill up your mouth, and your pussy, and your ass. Think you can take two of us in your cunt at once, one day? Two of our cocks pressed together inside you at the same time?”

Kirill’s still fucking me, seemingly oblivious to the conversation I’m having.

“I-I don’t know.”

“We’ll stretch you first, get you ready with our fingers and dicks, so you can just slide onto us.”

Kirill moves faster, slamming into me. “I’m going to come, Duchess.”

I’m on the verge again, too. “Oh, shit. Oh, my—” I cut myself off as my second orgasm crashes over me.

Kirill growls behind me. “I’m filling your sweet pussy with my cum.” He holds himself deep, and his cock jerks inside me as he finds his release.

I actually feel it—the volume of cum that spills in hot ribbons inside me. It’s a good thing I have the contraceptive implant because I’m pretty sure Kirill could impregnant me from a shooting distance of several feet.

With one hand still around my throat, Dom’s other hand goes to his cock. He tightens his grip, his eyes locked on mine as he works himself, fast. The muscles in his jaw twitch, his teeth clamped together. He’s filled with intensity, the laughing man I’d played with in the lake gone.

He arches up his hips, aiming his cock between my breasts. He climaxes with a growl, coating my skin in cum.

They were right about me being their cum-slut. I feel like it now—with it dripping out of me and all over my chest. Kirill pulls out of me, and I fall to my back, lying exposed beneath the sun.

They find my wet t-shirt and use it to clean me up. I lie on the blanket, naked, as they take care of me.

“You are our pretty doll again,” Dom says with satisfaction as he brushes his fingers through my still damp hair.

“Yes, all shiny and new like we haven’t taken you out of your box and messed you up,” Kirill adds.

Fucking hell, they are freaks, but so am I, which makes us a scarily perfect match.

Safe to say, I’m no longer cold, but, when I’m clean, Dom still dresses me in his hoody, though I tell him to keep the t-shirt for himself. I don’t know how it will look with me coming back with bare legs, and him with no hoody on. We’re already getting plenty of attention from people at the university.

I also don’t really want Mom and Nataniele to find out what the relationship is between us all. Do they suspect? Dom is supposed to be my stepbrother—or at least will be if they ever do get married—and I can’t imagine they’d be too keen on the idea of us sleeping together.

Chapter 28

Mackenzie

I’m in a state of bliss for the entirety of the next day, my thoughts constantly lingering on memories of our time at the lake.

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