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“Begonias,” I remind her. She nods.

My hand moves up and down my cock when I leave her to Carter.

With one hand, he aims his cock to her clenched ass. The other, he uses to tease her clit, stroking reverently to ease her into it. He nudges his pierced tip at her tight ass, and she cries out.

“Open the fuck up,” he orders her.

She moans when he bites her shoulder, but her body refuses to relax. Since neither of us is interested in making her bleed, I bend to lick her clit. My tongue licks, my teeth nip. I lower to give attention to Carter’s dick. From his balls up to the head of his dick, I run my tongue while spitting on him.

Her brown gaze is mesmerized by my actions. Her body trembles whenever Carter lets out another harsh moan.

“Jesus, that’s hot.” Carter’s legs strain, his fist tightening on her.

“I’m done lubing his cock, Amara,” I warn, digging my fingers to her thighs, my lips at her clit. “He’s pushing inside you whether you like it or not.”

I sense the moment her body submits to us. She moans and pleads. Relaxing on Carter, yielding to his big cock spearing her ass.

“Carter,” she whines. “Killian.” She reaches out to me.

With Carter’s help, we lower her on his cock. On his chest. I position myself between her legs, teasing her pussy with the tip of my cock. She lets out a needy sound, bending her knees, opening herself for me.

“That’s it, baby.” Carter massages her clit, holds her arm, and thrusts into her from below. “We have you now. You’re ours. There’s no running from this.”

“We’re the only ones who’ll ever hurt you.” I push into her tight little cunt, made tighter from Carter’s cock in her ass. My hands find Carter’s neck and hers, fingers curling around them as I start pounding. “Us, and no one else.”

My hair falls to my forehead. I don’t care. I don’t care about anything except rutting into her. Removing the pain of what her parents did to her. Filling her with us. With our torment. Our love.

“Killie,” she cries out, bouncing from being pounded by two men.

Her nickname for me. I should hate it. Especially when I’m anything but sweet as I tear into her pussy.

I don’t.

My balls slap on Carter’s. My mouth descends on hers, then his. On their throats. Their necks are salty from sweats, the blood on her shoulder coppery.

Their moans, groans, and pleas envelop me. I can’t bring myself to hate anything in this whole goddamn world. Not a single thing.

“Such a good girl.” Carter tweaks her pierced nipple between her body and mine. “Who do you belong to, pet?”

“You.” Her lips part. “I’m coming, fuck, I’m about to come.”

“Good girl.” Despite the praise, I don’t ease up on her.

Neither does Carter. I feel his cock from inside of her. Feel him swelling the harder he gives it to her.

“Come, Amara,” I demand, gazing deep into her brown eyes. “Do it.”

We hold her down when the orgasm ripples through her. She milks us with her two tight holes clenching on us, and we empty ourselves inside of her.

“Thank you.” Tears leak down her cheeks. “Thank you.”

I pull out of her first, then Carter. We flip her slowly to her side, kissing and hugging her and each other from either side of her. He’s at her back, I’m hugging her front.

Carter strokes her hair.

I get up to fetch a clean cloth at the sink in the back room. When I return, I dab it on her drenched pussy, then her ass.

“Nothing to thank us for.” I lie on my side, wrapping her in my arms and legs. Touching Carter, keeping them warm. My family. “We’re always here for you.”

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