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Then I wanted Tristan to mark us, to own us.

And I wanted Flynn to fuck him until he collapsed, pinning us all together in a mass of sated limbs and cocks that would eventually find their way back inside me.

I needed Tristan to stake his claim on Ezra, to imprint on him so that he never left, because I was never giving this up. Never giving him up. I wanted to come on his dick and Tristan to paint him with his cum. I wanted Ezra ruined for everyone but us.

This, right here, right now was what I wanted. Every day. Every night. My men with me, inside me.

Tristan slid his fingers between us, pinching my clit as he and Ezra fucked into me, one pushing in as the other withdrew. “Fuck yes,” I cried. “More. Harder.”

Their movements stuttered, but after a second, they both slammed into me, filling me as one. I screamed, shattering in their arms as my body exploded into a million tiny pieces before being glued back together, changed in ways I didn’t know possible.

Cold air hit my empty hole, and I cried out before fingers were stuffed inside me. Ezra.

He stiffened under me, crying out as his legs were lifted in the air and pushed back, trapping my legs against his sides. Tristan’s abs hit my arse as he moved inside Ezra, each press deep enough to make Ezra’s breath catch. His cock thickened, the walls of my cunt still so sensitive I could feel every vein throb and every twitch as Tristan’s thrusts controlled Ezra’s movements in me. My cunt fluttered.

Knowing I would soon feel Ezra come inside me was enough to begin the build up toward another orgasm.

“Fuck,” Ezra breathed. “Come on my dick again, Zali. Milk my cum out of me.” He snaked his free hand between our bodies and pinched my nipple, his fingers pressing deeper into my arse.

“Add another finger. Stretch me more,” I begged as I reached for my clit, working the bundle of nerves as Ezra’s cock swelled inside me.

“Oh, fuck yes,” I shouted. “Fuck,” I screamed, my cunt clamping tight on Ezra as his cock stiffened impossibly and he shouted out his own release. Hot spurts of his cum painted the walls of my cunt, extending my orgasm until I was breathless and buzzing from my scalp to the tips of my fingers and toes.

Tristan kept moving, leaning over further and bracing his weight on the table, his hands curled over the edge by Ezra’s ribs.

Flynn was breathing hard. His skin and Tristan’s slapped together as Flynn pounded into him, taking what he needed. Ezra moaned as Tristan and Flynn cried out, Ezra’s softening cock twitching hard as he received a load of Tristan’s cum. They kept moving, kept extending their orgasms with each slowing thrust until they were breathless and hissing with each movement.

The table creaked when Flynn flopped forward. But he didn’t stay there for long. He fell back onto the couch, dragging Tristan with him until Tristan was practically on his lap. My arms were like jelly when I tried to push up onto them, but I moved anyway, feeling a lot like a day-old foal with my unsteadiness. Ezra cupped my face, his fingers still buried deep in my arse. He captured my lips in a kiss that curled my toes and sparked another fire deep inside me.

“If you don’t let up, I’m gonna need you to make me come again,” I murmured against his lips.

“I knew you’d be insatiable,” he replied, his lips curling in a smile. “I want every part of you. You’re gonna go lie down on your bed and spread your legs as wide as you can. Then you’re going to hike your arse up in the air and play with this pretty pussy. But you’re not going to come until I say you can. I’ll be in there soon so I can fuck your tight little hole. Okay?”

I moaned, nodding. “Can I have Flynn and Tristan too? One in my cunt again and the other in my mouth?”

“You’re a greedy little slut, aren’t you?” He hummed. “Want us to use you again? Fill you up?”

“Fuck yes.”

“Good girl. Get up and go to your room and wait for us. But make sure you don’t waste any of my cum. I want to see it still in your pussy when we get there.”

I tensed my pelvic floor muscles, and he lifted my arse up with the fingers he had buried inside me, letting his cock slip free before he eased his digits out. He slapped me on the butt, and I shivered. “Go, jailbird. Wait for your jailer to come and take what he wants from you.”

“Say it,” I dared him.

“Wait for your jailer to come and fuck you in the arse after the other prisoner and your professor fuck you. We’ll take you so hard that you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. We’ll line up and fuck you like the beautiful little slut you are.”

I shivered and climbed off him, my legs wobbly under me. I looked up, hoping Ry was watching, hoping he’d seen us together. Hoping he’d fuck me too.

But he wasn’t there.

His spot was empty.

Disappointment crashed into me as cum leaked out of my cunt, slicking my thighs. I slipped my fingers into my cunt, plugging it so I could dash to my bed. I followed Ezra’s instructions precisely, waiting for each of them to fill me again.

Eleven

Ryder

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