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“Mmm!” our beautiful girl whines.
She’s not hurting now. Not really. But it won’t be long before she will. I’m dying to fuck her. Own her. Possess her.
“You need us to stop, pinch either of us hard,” I grind out.
She nods, as much as my grasp allows her.
“Good girl.”
The praise doesn’t diminish the fear in her eyes. Fucking beautiful.
While Killian works his fingers inside her, he returns to her gagged mouth. Bites her upper lip, evoking more cries out of her. His tongue glides lower then, tracing the seam of her bottom lip before dipping between it and his bow tie. The one that’s soaked with her juices.
“Kill, come here.” I part my lips, already missing both of them on my tongue.
What little light has remained in his eyes dies out. Pitch-black darkness takes over. He crushes his open lips to mine, infiltrating my mouth with his tongue. He does evil things to my mouth with this tongue, with his lips. Makes my toes curl. He licks and assaults my tongue, and I taste him. I taste Amara on him too.
“Fuck.” I’m breathless when Killian releases me. I give Amara a harsh glare, and her glossy eyes meet mine. “A, your days of using toothpaste are over. You want to brush your teeth, you stick your hand in your pussy.”
“Or we’ll do it for you.” Killian’s fingers push impossibly deeper into her cunt. “Let’s take her to bed.”
“On it.”
We remove our fingers from her together. She’s still whimpering and breathing hard through her nose when I scoop her in my arms.
Spit dribbles from the corners of her mouth. A deep blush taints her soft cheeks. Amara’s feet dangle in the air, the soles curved in a beautiful shape, thanks to the heels Killian chose for her.
The heels stay while we fuck her.
“Your room?” I ask Killian at the bottom of the stairs.
“Our room.”
For a brief second, we exchange a heated gaze. The fire between us crackles. It speaks.
My eyes lower to the O that I carved into Amara.
Ours.
Ours.
Ours.
We climb the stairs, us first, Killian behind us. Amara, despite the drooling and labored breaths, is efficient at removing my bow tie. She tosses it in the air, and removes Killian’s bow tie, holding it in her small palm.
“Pretty little A.” I stop at the landing, taking his bow tie back from her and shoving it in her mouth. “Not so scared of two cocks tearing into your cunt?”
Her lips curve into a naughty smile around the black fabric. All the while, she doesn’t stop unbuttoning my shirt.
“In that case.” Killian pulls on her hairband, releasing her soft, blond locks. “We’ll skip lubing you.”
My maniacal grin slashes my face in half. Her eyes widen in horror.
We step into our bedroom, and Killian finally removes the fabric from her mouth. He sniffs it, growling. I make a mental note to steal it for myself later.
“Carter.” Amara scratches at my bare chest. “Do you hear me? I asked if—”
“Asked what, pet?” I throw her on the bed, prowling at her, smiling. My fingers go absentmindedly to my chest, grazing the broken skin she clawed at. “Or should I call you little beast?”
