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I continue to lick at her delicate, sopping pussy lips, cleaning up every single drop she gives me. When she's nothing but a mumbling mess I figure my job is done, and roll back onto my haunches, making room for my husband.

Lorcan has gotten rid of his clothes while I was havingmy feast, and his thick, hard, veiny cock strains toward his stomach, the head purple and tipped with a generous helping of precum.

I get off the bed and make quick work of my clothes while Lorcan gets in between Annie's legs and lines up his generous erection before slipping right in.

"Daddy," she moans, her head thrown back in pure ecstasy. I honestly did not think Annie could get any more beautiful until this moment.

His large frame hovers over her, his mouth at her ear, whispering something undoubtedly naughty into her ear before claiming her mouth in a delicious kiss.

With my hand wrapped around my aching cock, I climb onto the bed near Annie's head. Her face instantly turns toward me when she feels the bed dip, and with no prompting her lips open wide for me.

I trace her chin gently, watching with joy as she roots toward the finger, sucking the digit into her mouth. My hips thrust forward involuntarily, so I nudge open her mouth, slipping the head of my cock in.

"Look at you, our sexy cock-slut. Taking us so beautifully," I praise her as she wraps her lips around my shaft, sucking me down. The angle isn't perfect, and I'll have to lean over her from here but it's worth it to watch my husband pound her while I fill her mouth.

I lean forward and grab hold of Lorcan's head, bringing him closer for a deep kiss as Annie takes me as deep as she can.

Like this, in this moment, I have everything I could ever want.

Lo grabs hold of her waist and lifts her hips off the bed for better leverage, pumping harder as I pushdown Annie's throat, thrusting deep enough to feel her swallow around me.

"I'm going to come, pretty little cock sucker," I whisper to her and she mewls around my shaft.

After two more pumps, I spill down her throat. She drinks down each mouthful and when I finally pull out, she licks her lips like she's looking for another taste.

"That's it babygirl," Lorcan coos. "Fill your tummy with Daddy's cum. And now I'm going to fill your pretty cunt with mine. You'll be so full of us, there will be no doubt who you belong to."

With his promise, she cries out again, her hands clutching at empty air. Lo thrusts a few more times and loses himself to his ecstasy.

I quickly start undoing her cuffs, gently massaging at her wrists while Lorcan does the same to her ankles. Once we're done, we both curl up next to her, each on our own side.

"I think," Annie says, her voice hoarse and scratchy, "I'll take a rain check on that spanking."

Lorcan chuckles as I pepper her shoulder and arm with soft kisses.

"Can do, babygirl," I respond, nuzzling against her.

"So... What now?" she asks pulling her head away to give me extra access to her neck.

"Now, lovely," Lorcan responds, wrapping his arm around her middle, "now, we live happily ever after. We just need to figure out what that means for us."

Epilogue

Annie

I can’t help the grin tugging at my lips as I crouch by the fireplace, my fingers brushing the edge of an envelope Monte had hidden beneath the woodpile. I could already imagine the self-satisfied smirk on his face when he'd hidden it there. It wasn't the sneakiest hiding spot, but it was hard work getting it out without tearing the paper.

The game is simple enough, but the thrill that comes with each clue, each challenge, has my heart pounding. This is what I love—being teased, tested, pushed just enough to keep me on edge.

I snatch the envelope, careful not to knock over the rest of the wood, and tear it open. The paper feels cool in my fingers, and I shiver, excitement and anticipation running though me. I love this game they've set up. Monte had casually reminded me that I still owed him a prize of his choosing after I lost—so very badly—at our game of I-spy.

It's only been a few weeks since I returned to them, but each day has ended up being better than the one before, and I am living my best life. Getting to know them has proven to be one of my favorite hobbies.

"Good girl," I whisper to myself with a giggle, reading Monte's handwriting scrawled across the note.

Next clue is somewhere you like to get a little dirty... and we like to watch.

My eyes widen, my pulse picking up as I realize where he meant—the indoor swimming pool. Ever since moving in with them, I've once again returned to my daily routine of swimming laps... with the added habit of ending the swim with a self-care session in the shallow water on the steps.

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