Page 202 of They Are Mine

Orion growls. “You sure?”

I nod. Frantic. Desperate.

But that’s not enough.

Elliot grips my chin, tilts my head back, makes sure my blindfolded eyes are pointed at him. “Use your words, baby girl.”

I swallow hard. “I want.” My breath hitches as Callum’s teeth scrape over my hip.

Fuck.

“I want all of you.”

Noah groans, his hands gliding down my body, mapping me, memorizing me. “You heard our girl,” he says, voice thick with need.

Orion presses inside me first, stretching, filling, ruining.

I arch. Cry out.

A hand covers my mouth.

Elliot.

Of course.

“Shh,” he breathes, his fingers tight on my jaw, firm, controlling. “You can scream when we’re finished.”

I clench around Orion at that, and he curses, deep and rough. “Fuck, she’s squeezing me already.”

“She can take more,” Callum says, his voice dark with promise.

I feel him behind me, his heat, his weight, his hands sliding down my back.

Oh, god.

“Breathe, Madness,” he whispers, his cock nudging against my other entrance, slick, insistent. “Relax.”

I try.

I fail.

They don’t wait.

They take.

Together.

Hard.

Deep.

And I fall apart.

Over.

And over.

And over again.

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