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God, yes.
“Do you want my cock? Want me to stuff you full while he eats your cunt?”
Yes, yes, yes.
When I didn’t move, still tweaking her nipples and biting at her neck, she whined again, and it was music to my ears. “Dominic.”
Yeah, I’m done being patient.
“On your back, Black. Our girl needs filling.”
Nate went gingerly with a grateful smile, and I realized how much his injuries were probably hurting him. I wanted his apology, not his suffering. He didn’t seem to mind too much with his face covered in Mari, though.
Our girl went to slide onto his lap, but I caught her by the waist and dropped her on his face. Nate grinned at her little squeak when she almost didn’t catch herself in time.
“Show him how much you forgive him, Mari. Ride his face. Give us what we want.”
“Will you forgive him if I do?” she asked, though she was already rolling those sinful hips.
“No, but it’ll certainly help to remind me why I shouldn’t kill him in his sleep.”
She glared at me, hovering too high above his mouth, so Nate wrapped his arms around her thighs and forced her down. She squeaked again, and before she’d righted herself, I pushed her forward until she was curled over his head, palms flat on the floor. It left me straddling Nate’s chest, but he didn’t seem to mind, his sole focus on Mari’s pleasure. He tightened his grip, adjusting so her ass lifted just enough for me to slide inside her.
Mari’s pussy was a dream, as always. Warmth and wetness aside, there was a connection between us that I’d never felt with anyone else. I needed her. To breathe, to laugh, to survive. I loved her so much that I wasn’t sure how to be without her. Not anymore.
And she needed Nate.
It was a fact. She forgave him because she needed him, just like she needed Greyson and me. I could either accept that fact and get on board—or end up on the outside of my own fucking family.
Yeah, right.
Without uttering anything but praise for her, Nate and I worked Mari over until there were claw marks in the mat, her skin was coated with sweat, and I wasn’t sure if I could even breathe without coming.
“You ready for one last go, baby?” I asked, adjusting my angle so my cock hit her right where she needed it.
“No more,” she begged. “I can’t take any more.”
“You can and you will. Last one, then you can sleep.”
I saw the divots in her thighs as Nate held her close, even when she tried to move away. I wrapped my own hand around her neck and hauled her up, letting her feel every inch of me as we took her past the point of no return one last time. She was still shuddering on my cock when I came. I’d never felt more at peace than I did when I was inside her.
For a while, there was only the sound of heavy breathing and the satisfaction of a job well done. Then she shivered, and the moment broke.
Nate and I moved Mari carefully off his face, pointedly ignoring her shaking legs. He went over to the cabinets and searched until he found what he wanted—towels. He threw one to me before he cleaned her up himself. “Here you go, angel. Let’s get you sorted. You did so good for us.”
Everything about the way he touched her, checked in with her, reassured her, was soft. So fucking soft. It was strangely beautiful seeing someone with so much death on his hands take care of her. Was this what it looked like when I provided aftercare? I kind of hoped so.
Fuck, I’m going to forgive him.
Grumpy about it, I threw both towels in the hamper and helped him dress Mari in nothing but my T-shirt.
Was it petty? Yeah.
Did I care? Absolutely not.
When she was clothed, I pulled her into my arms, kissing her everywhere I could reach. “You okay, mariposa?”
“Tired, but yes.”
