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She held me with one hand and guided my cock into her pussy. “I need this. We’ll get in the tub in a minute. I just…” she trailed off as my cock filled her. “Fuck, yes. I need this so damned much.”
Her toes rested on the floor, barely giving her any leverage to move.
I sucked harder on her nipple and slid a hand between us, finding her clit and grinding my knuckle into the soft flesh.
She screamed her pleasure into the room. “Harder. Fuck me hard, Reed.”
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PAYTON
I didn’t realize what I needed until Reed touched me.
Once he entered me and the threat of everything that we’d faced competed with the feel of him inside me, it became obvious that slow and tender was not going to cut it this time.
I unleashed all my stress, held onto Reed, and reveled in the rhythmic pumping of his hips.
He stroked deep, every thrust vibrating my entire body.
He stood and backed me into a wall.
We’d done this before, and I moaned as my excitement built.
“You need all of us, Payton.” Reed kissed the side of my neck. Steam rose from the tub and clouded the room.
Tarron and Mav were already in the bath, hot water slicking their bodies and ratcheting up my need.
“Take me to the tub, Reed.”
Reed pressed my back into the wall, withdrew his cock, then buried it balls deep with a fierce thrust.
He repeated the motion.
Again.
Again.
“God Reed.” I rode his cock and the knuckle still pressed into my clit. “I’m going to come all over you.”
“Come, kitten.” Reed palmed my ass and widened my legs. His hips pistoned hard and fast. “You need all of us, but you have to be ready for it. Let’s get you ready.”
I had no idea how good rough sex could feel until Reed sank his teeth into my shoulder with a low growl and slammed me onto his cock.
His fingers dug into my ass hard enough that I might have bruises.
I didn’t give a fuck. I’d thought they were dead.
Reed slammed me onto his cock again, and I shattered into a million pieces.
He carried me to the bath and sat, keeping me in his lap.
Water sloshed toward the edge of the tub, the wonderful heat lapping at my breasts and soothing the aches of being tied up for days.
I leaned back and hooked my arms around Tarron and Mav.
They fell on me with a ravenous hunger.
Hands stroked every inch of my body.
