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“Riggs, you back off her corner.” Carter pulls out of Amara. My balls tighten with the desire to touch his cock, taste her arousal on him. “I hear even one of your men drive by, and they won’t be breathing for long. Macy and a few other of your enemies will have my permission to have at you. That’s final. Do we have an understanding?”

“What do I tell the boss?” he asks, thinking I’m afraid of them.

What a joke. They don’t scare me. I own the most powerful men and women in the city. In many ways, Carter and I are the motherfucking puppet masters.

“Repeat what I said. Word for word. End of story.”

Amara’s moans pound in my ears. My hand picks up the pace on my dick as I imagine I’m the one stretching her tight little cunt.

“Thank—”

I end the call before Macy finishes. I don’t need her to finish.

I need to finish.

Right. Now.

“She’s moaning,” I bark at Carter. “It means she’s having too much fun. Do I have to come down there and make her scream?”

“No.” Carter thrusts into Amara, hard enough that her body jolts.

“I’ll come by the time you do, Kill,” he grits out, breaths labored.

I spit on my hand, resuming fucking my hand. The relief overwhelms me. It rushes through me, the fire searing. Agonizing. I let out a feral sound out of my chest, one that’s been lodged in there for the entire video conference.

His mouth opens to say something while Amara smirks.

“You like fucking her?”

“Fuck, yeah.”

“Describe it to me.” My insides wound up tight. My lips sink painfully into my bottom lip. “How does it feel, having your thick, pulsing cock in her cunt, Carter?”

“She’s so wet. So tight. I want to tear her apart.”

Carter reaches behind Amara, swiping the flower pot she had there to the floor. It crashes to the floor, breaking into pieces.

“What did you do that for?” Amara pushes her face into Carter’s.

“Doubt me again, Amara.” Carter manhandles her, flattening her back to the counter.

Without a word, he fishes out his other bud, adjusting it in Amara’s ear. Then his hand curls around her throat possessively as he continues to bury himself inside her.

“Beautiful girl, open your mouth,” I say, my voice gruff. Her immediate obedience softens my heart and turns me into a ravenous beast all at once. “Pretend your dirty little mouth takes me in. My cock fucks your throat while Carter is balls deep inside your cunt. Do you feel it? Do you feel how you gag on me?”

Her nails scrape the counter. Her head thrashes back, the moans of her orgasm filling my ears. While she keeps her lips parted for me. So I’d see what she’d look like sucking me off like we had the other day.

“I’m going to come,” I grit out.

“Thank fuck, I’m right there with you.” His hair falls on his forehead.

I explode on my hand, shooting hot cum on my hand and my shirt. I’m not jealous when Carter orgasms inside Amara. I’m there. Fucking there.

“You owe me for that pot, Carter.” Amara’s the first to break our silence, grinning from ear to ear.

If only she knew that he’d paid her back, and then some. How we’ll always get her everything and anything she might want and need.

She will. Soon.

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