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Cruz slips his hand in, and based on the way Emma moves, he’s pushing fingers inside her, her body jerking back against me.

“That’s it,milaya devochka,just accept what we’re giving you. This is nothing yet,” I whisper against her ear.

“Fuck, Dom. This pussy issotight,” he growls before removing his hand and bringing his fingers up to his mouth, sucking and licking them clean. “Oh, fuck, angel, you’re making me so fucking hard right now. You taste so good.”

“I know. She’s so fucking sweet.”

Aidan grips her thighs that are spread over my legs, digging his fingers into the meaty flesh of them, pushing his face further into her center.

“That’s it, Aidan, fucking eat her. Make her messy. She needs to be good and ready.”

“Oh, fuck, Dom. It feels so good.”

“Finger her, Cruz. Now.”

Cruz puts his hand back between Aidan and Emma, pumping firmly into her slick heat. He leans in, pushing my hand out of his way and sucking one of her nipples into his mouth. Her legs continue to shake, her arm snaking up and wrapping around my neck, pulling me into her. My lips trail open-mouthed kisses along her narrow neck, sucking and biting at the tender skin there, her moans filling the air as the three of us work in unison to bring her to the edge.

“Scream for us, sweet girl. Show them how pretty you are when you come.”

“Fuuuuuck!”

She does exactly what she’s told, her screams echoing off the bedroom walls.

“Fuck,” Cruz groans. “She’s gripping me so tight. Holy fuck.”

I don’t hold back my smirk. Her pussy is too good, tightening like a vise grip when she comes, it takes all my effort every time not to let her milk me dry. Aidan pulls his head back from her, eyes still focused on the pussy in front of him. Cruz pulls his hand back, his fingers slick with her arousal. He studies them for a moment before his eyes meet hers.

“Look what a mess you made, angel. Now clean it up.”

My eyes are glued to the mirror as Cruz wipes his fingers across her plump lips before stuffing them in her mouth until she gags. Her tongue curls over the digits as she sucks the arousal off, licking them clean before he pulls them out.

My hand runs through her hair as I praise her for showing my boys how good she is. I knew she would love having all three of us. Because she was made just for us.

CHAPTER14

emma

My mind is swirlingas my ultimate fantasy plays out. It’s hard to believe this shit is actually happening to me right now. If my hands were free, I’d pinch myself just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.

Aidan stands, staying between our spread legs as he pulls down his gray sweatpants. His erection bobs free, slapping against his abdomen. Long and thick, the vein pulsing up the underside, his fat mushroom head red and angry. He’s not as big as Dom’s monster cock but fuck if it isn’t pretty to look at and will still hurt like a bitch to accommodate.

Cruz undresses completely next. Unbuckling his belt and pulling his tight denim jeans down his thick legs, his briefs in tow. My eyes are glued against the straining length that hangs heavy against his thigh, his thick head decorated with a barbell, because of course Cruz would have his cock pierced. I take my fill of him, eyes traveling down the length of it until I see a second piercing at the base and my eyes widen when I imagine what that would feel like against my clit as I ride him.

“No one comes in her pussy but me. Come anywhere else. Got it?”

Aidan nods in agreement, his eyes never leaving my body as his hands flex at the sides, opening and closing methodically. An unnatural, guttural growl comes from Cruz, and I knew the moment Dom laid out his rule that Cruz would be the one who had an issue with it. Dominik claiming me in such a primal way makes my pussy clench in need.

I squirm on Dom’s lap, trying to close my legs from the cool air hitting where I’m the wettest. His hands grip my waist tighter, holding me still.

“Was that not enough for you,milaya devochka?”

“Does our girl need to be filled, Dom? She looks awfully empty.”

Aidan takes a step back as Cruz moves between my spread legs, grabbing the outside of my thighs and pulling me up off of Dom’s lap. I gasp as my naked body connects with his for the first time. My legs wrap around his waist, my pussy lined up with his cock, the pelvic piercing rubbing against my center. I curl my arms around his neck, my hand cupping the back of his head. He shifts me so that I rub against his piercing, the cold metal sliding against my wet core. Moans escape my lips as I lift my hips and repeat the motion, loving how it feels against my clit.

“You like that, angel? Just wait until you feel my cock inside you,” Cruz says, his voice a rough whisper against my mouth right before he bites down on my bottom lip, nipping and sucking until I feel the taste of iron on my tongue. Then he’s kissing me. As if our naked bodies pressed against each other wasn’t enough of a reminder that it was Cruz, his kiss shatters me into oblivion. He devours my mouth with dominance, his tongue demanding entrance, lashing at mine like he’s trying to punish me with his kiss. It’s bruising. Ruthless. It’s exactly what I would expect a kiss from Cruz to be like.

Lifting myself slightly, I rub against his length again until I feel the cold hardness of the piercing nudging at my clit, my fingernails digging into the flesh of his shoulders as I brace myself for the onslaught he’s giving me. If he fucks anything like he kisses, I’m royally screwed.

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