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Like a good girl, she did as she was told. Her eyes locked on mine, and when they moved, I knew it was to watch the men at my side. I pulled back and thrust inside in one hard stroke.

“Fuck!” I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I was sure I’d made it bleed. “Jesus Christ. She’s so fucking tight. So tight and warm and fucking perfect,” I rasped, wanting to make sure they knew how good she felt.

“Shit, Jett!” she mewled, and I forced my eyes to open. She was staring up at me wantonly. Her legs tugged, but Mal and Casey didn’t let her move. “Jett, I need more.”

“Look at how fucking bad she wants me to fuck her.” My nose flared. Her scent filled my lungs, changing everything inside of me. Every molecule changed. My DNA would forever be ingrained with her in it. I pulled back and thrust inside again. Her eyes rolled, and she tried to move her legs again, but the guys kept her in place.

“Jett!” she cried.

“Good girl, good fucking girl.” I murmured, then quickly wiped the sweat off my brow.

When we were waiting for her to arrive, I thought I was going to freeze my balls off with how cold we’d set the room. But now I was sweating. A droplet rolled down my face, and her eyes traced it. She leaned up and licked it off my cheek. I groaned. My control shattered at feeling that rough little tongue on my skin.

I started to move my hips, sawing in and out of her body. My eyes drifted to where we were connected, and an all-too-familiar heat hit my balls. My dick shined with her glossy arousal. Her lips spread and stretched almost obscenely around my shaft. Her cries started to echo. Her sweet daddy and Jet, more sounded like the sweetest song, and I couldn’t help it. My balls drew up tight, filled with my boiling-hot release. She started to tighten around me, her pussy rippled, and her hands wrapped around my neck. I felt it before her cries spilled as she came around my cock. My thrusts were uncontrolled as natural primal instinct took over.

I was supposed to pull out, but I had a feeling Mal and Casey would understand. There was no way we could ever let a drop of our cum go to waste with this perfect little pussy. My load shot through me and flooded into her as she held me tight, and I felt her come again. When I was done, I glanced down at her and knew no matter what life had to offer, this right here, Rosie in our bed, taking and accepting the three of us into her body and heart, letting us be a part of her life, would be the greatest gift of all.

21

MALCOM

Jett kissed her, and when he pulled away and slipped out of her body, I knew the three of us were looking at the same thing.

His seed spilled from her pussy.

I should have been pissed.

We had talked about what to do and what not do. We’d agreed a game plan, but for the first time in my life, I didn’t care about a goddamn plan. She was it. She was ours. And all I wanted to do was fill her to the brim, too.

Have the three of us cream her and watch our seed spill from the heaven that lay between her thighs.

I glanced at my best friends, and Jet nodded, moving out of the way. I took his spot and kissed her legs, her kneecaps, making my way up her thighs and torso. She whimpered softly as my mouth found those pretty nipples of hers and Casey joined me on the other side.

“Sit up, beautiful,” he murmured, and when she did, I got settled in the middle of the bed.

“Come ride, daddy,” I instructed. She crawled over. I could tell by the sleepy look on her eyes her two orgasms had worn her out, but it was my turn, and I was too much of a selfish asshole to let her rest.

I needed to make her come again.

I needed to feel her milk me and empty my balls.

“Such a good girl, climbing up on her daddy,” I praised, kissing her cheek.

“Mal—"

“Shh, I’m bigger than Jett.” I wasn’t gloating, just gently telling her the truth. Her eyes widened when she looked between us. Her hands glided up and down my shaft, and I grunted. Moving my hips up and down in tandem with her touch.

“Just like that.” I swallowed. “I’m bigger, so I want you on top this time.”

“Okay, Daddy.” She shifted and lined us up.

“Go slow,” I warned, but she didn’t listen. No, our little brat sunk down on my cock in one full, long stroke. “So fucking good,” I groaned as my head dug into the pillow, my eyes shut tight. “Ride me, baby girl. Ride your daddy.”

“Mal, yes!” she hissed. Quickly, she found her rhythm. Up and down, grinding and rolling her hips.

Jesus Christ, this was how I wanted to die.

With her on my cock, that tight little creamy pussy working my dick like her own toy. Using me to find her own pleasure while she milked me so damn well, I thought I was going to lose consciousness. The sight of her was mouthwatering.

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