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He doesn’t hesitate, his lips crashing down, moving against mine as we find a rhythm. His tongue swipes back and forth against my lips in the sweetest, sexiest caress. Aidan claims me as I greedily open for him, sucking his tongue into my mouth. It’s consuming, lighting my body up so differently than I’ve experienced from Dominik and Cruz. Each of them is so opposite to the other and satisfies a different need that I didn’t even know I craved.

Aidan pulls back slightly, dropping soft kisses to my lips, my cheeks, my eyelids, and my neck, while his fingers lightly glide over my sensitive skin.

“Aidan . . .” I moan as I grip his strong bicep to pull him closer.

“Fuck, I love hearing you say my name like that, beautiful. Never stop.”

My orgasm builds rapidly, Cruz’s fingers pressing deep into my pussy and rubbing against that sweet spot. Tears spill over my eyelids as everything in my body tenses, building like a fucking ticking time bomb. Just like before, Cruz pulls back right as my orgasm starts to peak.

“Noooo! Oh my god, DOMINIK! Please!”

“Shh, it’s going to feel so much better when it finally happens,” Aidan shushes me. I blink away my tears and push Aidan back out of my way, allowing me to sit up and face my evil tormentors. I had no idea Dominik was such a sadist.

“You demented fucks. This is torture! Let me come! Or so help me I’ll . . .” I don’t get to finish that sentence.

Aidan moves quickly out of Cruz’s way as my wrists are gathered and held above my head.

“Or you’ll what, angel? Do fucking tell me. What will you do?” Cruz snarls, his face so close to mine, his grip around my wrists so brutally firm that I know it’s sure to leave marks.

“I’ll take care of myself,” I say as confidently as I can, keeping my voice firm, not willing to quiver under him.

“While we’d all love to watch that, no the fuck you won’t. Now behave or we’ll edge you all goddamn night.”

The arrogance of them. I do everything I can to fight Cruz off of me, thrashing and pulling against his hold on my wrists, bucking my hips and legs to gain momentum. His face turns up in a sick, twisted smile, his hard dick throbbing at my lower abdomen where he straddles me.

“Keep fighting me, angel. I fucking love it.”

“Aah!”

Firm hands grab my legs, pulling them down and spreading them open. Soft yet firm pressure slides through my pussy lips and I know without looking that it’s Aidan’s cock rubbing back and forth. Cruz moves forward, straddling my chest, fist pumping his massive cock right in front of my face, the barbell shimmering with his precum.

“You’re gonna suck him off,milaya devochka, while Aidan fucks you. And I’m going to watch as you finally fall apart.” Dom’s voice is firm and demanding, leaving no room for argument. I glance at him, his eyes focused heavily on me, his hand around that fat dick that I love so much, pumping it slowly, methodically—just like everything he does. Something about him wanting to watch them fuck me senseless adds a layer to it all.

Each of them is so different, in the way they touch me, the way they speak to me— together it’s a utopian dream I never want to wake from. Cruz slaps his cock head against my swollen lips, and I open wide to accommodate his thick girth. He wastes no time leaning forward over me, sliding his dick behind my lips, the metal of his piercing clanging against my teeth. The salty taste of his precum explodes on my tongue and I moan around his length.

Fuck, I love it.

Before Aidan can enter me, a new plan emerges. I plant my feet on the bed, using Cruz’s preoccupied state with his cock in my mouth, and I release him with a shove, flipping us. He’s so fucking heavy that I can only get him on his side, but he adapts quickly, grabbing a fistful of my hair and jerking my head back down onto his cock.

I shift to my knees, presenting my ass to Aidan while Cruz moves to lay on his back, my body between his legs.

“That’s my sweet girl,” Dominik praises, and I hum around Cruz’s shaft. I swirl my tongue around the barbell, lapping up the precum that steadily spills from his slit. It’s so him to have a piercing through the engorged head of his dick, and it turns me on further.

“Fuck her, Aidan. Or I will.” Dom’s warning is low and deep, almost a growl as he fucks his fist and watches the scene unfolding on his bed.

Aidan’s hands run over my ass, squeezing and kneading. His grip settles on my hips, the hard mushroom head of his cock nudging my center for a quick moment before he presses through the resistance of my tight core. I moan loud and long, Cruz’s cock twitching in my mouth, his grip on my hair pulling tighter against my scalp as he presses me down deeper, shoving his cock down my throat.

“That’s it, sweet girl. Swallow him down. Swallow his cock like a good fucking girl.” Dom’s voice is the gasoline that ignites me into a full-blown wildfire.

“Oh, fuck, yes, Em,” Aidan bellows, his voice filled with so much pleasure and satisfaction. Like nothing could be better than this right now.

Because it couldn’t.

CHAPTER18

aidan

Sinkinginto Emma’s wet heat for the first time is better than all my years of imagining it combined. Her warm, slick pussy sheaths my cock like a fucking custom-made glove, the muscles spasming around me, gripping me so tight. I rub my palm up her spine, giving her a moment to adjust before I can’t take it any longer and have to move, needing the friction only she can give me.

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