Page 111 of They Are Mine

One deep thrust.

I gasp, shattering, body tight around him, my thighs squeezing his hips as he fills me completely.

Oh, fuck, he’s big.

So thick. So deep. So perfect.

I cling to him, nails digging in, legs locking around him as he pulls back then slams into me harder.

I cry out, but Noah swallows the sound.

Because his mouth is on mine now, kissing me, tongue sweeping deep, his fingers trailing over my throat, teasing, possessive.

I can’t think.

Can’t do anything but feel.

Orion’s pace is brutal, perfect, his hips snapping, his body pounding into me, every stroke hitting so deep it’s unreal.

Noah grips my chin, my jaw, my throat, tilting my face toward him, swallowing my moans between kisses.

“You feel good, Angel?” he murmurs, lips brushing mine.

I can’t answer.

I’m too far gone.

But he doesn’t need words.

He can hear it in my gasps, feel it in my trembling body, see it in the way I break apart beneath them.

Orion groans, gripping my ass, tilting my hips, driving in even deeper.

I moan into Noah’s mouth.

My orgasm slams into me, vicious and uncontrollable, waves of heat and pleasure crashing through me, pulling them both deeper into my ruin.

Orion curses, jaw clenching, arms shaking. “Goddamn, you’re tight,” he grits out. “Squeezing me so fucking good.”

Noah’s fingers drag down, teasing my nipples, never letting the pleasure fade. “Think you can give us another?” he asks softly.

Another?

I don’t know if I can even breathe.

But then Orion thrusts again and I realize, I don’t get a choice.

They’re going to take me completely apart.

And I’m going to love every second of it.

I can’t breathe. I don’t need to.

Not when I have this.

Orion’s cock slams into me, over and over, his hands locked on my hips, dragging me onto him so fucking deep it’s obscene.

I’m drenched, soaking his length, ruined and completely at their mercy.

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