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“Made to be filled and stretched and worshipped by us. Tell me how much you love me taking you like this. How much you love being our good girl—”

The coil inside me snapped.

I tore my mouth from Trace’s and screamed out, my voice breaking on a sob of pure ecstasy as my orgasm slammed into me with the force of a hurricane. My body bowed likea bowstring as white-hot pleasure surged through my veins, making me clench around Dominic as he drove his hips into me from below, chasing his own release and whispering sweet filth into my ear.

My vision blurred spectacularly as surge after surge of pleasure crashed over me, each one more intense than the last, as though I were having an out of body experience. I was only dimly aware of Dominic’s grip on my hips tightening, his thrusts becoming erratic as he sank his teeth into my shoulder and came inside me.

Trace watched with dark, hooded eyes as the aftershocks of my orgasm rippled through my body, converging with the heat of Dominic’s bite and making me feel as though my climax had no ending. His gaze was ravenous, his pupils blowing wide again like he wanted to take me all over again.

I whimpered helplessly as he brought his mouth to my breast and took my nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue and sucking down hard enough to make me clench around Dominic. Growls vibrated against me, but I couldn’t even tell who they were coming from anymore.

Trace’s fangs clicked out as he looked up at me under dark, sooty lashes and then plunged his teeth into my breast, the sharp sting of his bite quickly melting into pleasure.

Words and thoughts and reality failed me as my head rolled back in bliss.

Torturous, never-ending bliss.

We stayed like that for what seemed like forever, the two of them drinking from me, touching me, skirting me to the edge of death before bringing me back with their whispered promises and healing blood. And then, when I was all better and healed up for them, they did the whole thing all over again.

And again, and again, and again…

56. BLISS IN THE BLINDNESS

I awoke to the late afternoon sun peeking in through the curtains, my body deliciously sore in all the right places, and not a single regret to be found. Dominic and Trace were still asleep, their beautiful, naked bodies pressed against me on both sides, and I blushed as memories of the night before flooded back to me.

I had been thoroughly convinced that hooking up with either one of them again would spell our demise, let alone what sleeping with the both of them at the same time would do to us. I had never even let my mind go there. At least not with the clarity of daylight.

But laying there now, with Dominic’s arm draped over my waist, his chest rising and falling steadily against my arm and Trace curled up to me, his legs tangled with mine as he slept soundly beside me, I had never been happier to be as wrong as I was right then.

Being with them last night had been more than just a fantasy come true, more than just an exhilarating night of giving into our carnal desires. It had been easy and natural, as though it had always been that way between us. I didn’t have to worry about hurting them or feel guilty about having feelings for both of them. My heart hadn’t felt broken or painfully divided between the two of them. It was implied, and understood, and respected, and…well, almost too good to be true.

Had they not still been naked and sprawled out in my bed, I may have thought I had dreamed up the whole night in my head. With how badly I had been wanting them, it wouldn’thave been that big of a stretch. But it hadn’t been a dream. It was real, and it had been perfect.

I’d never felt so thoroughly satisfied, so utterly cherished and desired as I had last night. Every inch of me had been worshipped by their hands and mouths and bodies. They’d taken me to heights I didn’t know existed, over and over again, until I was a trembling, boneless mess between them.

My body tingled at the memories even then, my skin still covered in their handprints and bite marks that had yet to fully heal. I shifted slightly, trying to quell the warmth growing low in my belly, but the movement only served to press me more firmly against them, which was precisely the opposite of what I needed to calm myself down.

Dominic stirred beside me, his arm tightening around my waist as he pulled me into his chest and buried his head into my neck to breathe me in. “I can practically taste your arousal, angel,” he murmured groggily, the sound of his voice doing very bad things to my insides.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered, trying not to disturb Trace from his restful slumber. “I was just thinking about last night. I mean, not thinking about it…just remembering.” My face flushed as I tattled on myself.

Dominic chuckled softly, the vibration of it sending tingles down my spine. “You never have to apologize to me, angel, and certainly not for that,” he said as he pressed a kiss against my neck, his fingertips trailing over my hip and along my thigh. The feel of his hands on me only intensified the ache.

“Do you need me to take care of you, love?” he asked softly, his hand already sliding between my legs to touch me. The sound of his pleased growl felt like a purr against my chest.

“Oh, god.”

“Shh,” he said as he licked along the seam of my lips.“I need you to be quiet for me, love. Do you think you can do that?” he asked as he torturously increased his speed and pressure, knowing full well what he was doing to me.

I nodded eagerly, unable to form words as I bit down on my lip to keep from moaning.

“We wouldn’t want to disturb Romeo from his sleep, would we?” he asked, his dark eyes looking between mine.

I shook my head, my hips rocking against his hand as his fingers deftly stroked me. He always knew exactly how to touch me to bring me to the edge quickly, his fingers working their magic and building pressure inside me with every relentless stroke and swirl.

His lips curved into a wicked smirk as he watched me struggle to stay quiet, my breath coming in short, silent gasps as I clutched onto his shoulders.

“I could watch you like this forever,” he said, his lips catching mine in a slow, sensual kiss that made my heart thrum and my body shiver.

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