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“You have such beautiful tits.” Killian fists himself and lowers to lick a nipple I point at him. His tongue swirls around my fingers, my knuckles.

He doesn’t stay there.

He sits on his knees, lining his cock to her pussy.

“Carter was kind to you, wasn’t he?” His firm hand caresses her thigh then my balls.

“Very.” She twists to me, licking my jaw.

“You’re already nice and stretched.” He brushes his thumb over her clit, sounding ominous as fuck. “Ready.”

I don’t think she’s aware of what Killian means to do to her. I grin so wide I’m about to tear my cheeks.

“I am.”

“Good girl.”

The pressure of his cock on me feels incredible. All while being inside her.

“I’m going to fuck you like I hate you.” More pressure on my cock. More of Killian’s dark, unhinged glare. “I don’t.”

Killian shoves his dick inside Amara’s pussy. Filling her. Pulsing against mine. Owning us. Amara’s agonized, pleasured cry has the same effect on me as Killian’s cock does. It reaches straight to my balls, behind my eyes. I thrust deeper into her, setting off more cries from our Amara.

“Shh, you’re doing so well,” I tell her as Killian and I roll in and out of her trembling body.

I continue pinching and stroking her tits. Killian works her clit, calming her down while he’s pounding pleasure into her.

It takes Amara a while to adjust to our size together. To the stretch. Her tears drip on my chest. Killian licks whatever’s left on her cheeks. Eventually, she stops crying and shaking. The pain transforms into something better.

Her moans are less chopped, her hands finding my hair and stroking it.

“Beautiful girl.” Killian presses his chest to hers.

The kind words don’t mean he’s any less ruthless. Nothing like it. If anything, he grows crueler by the second. I sure as shit don’t let up on her, either. Watching how both of them react to my cock and my piercing is fucking intoxicating.

“Perfect.” He leans in to kiss her. His teeth bite and pull on her lips. “And you.” His dark brown eyes rise to mine. “You’re perfect.”

For the second time this evening, his words make my heart stop. His brutal kiss to my lips only makes me think that this is it, I’m dying. Fucking dying. Then I hear and see Amara latching onto Killian’s neck, sucking on his skin.

We’re our own little, fucked up family, and I….

Fuck, I’m there. I’m fucking there. “I’m going to come.” My voice sounds foreign. Choked and raspy with need.

“Me too,” they say together.

A feral growl is pushed out of my lungs as I explode inside her. My cum coats Killian’s dick, and he thrusts his hips a couple of more times. He finally comes when Amara spasms on us, milking us dry.

Killian releases his weight on us. His arms embrace us, and we hug him back. Amara’s hands are on mine, her cathartic tears spilling onto my chest.

“Are you okay?” My lips brush on her temple.

“Yes.” She looks up at me, pouting. “But…”

Killian doesn’t move a muscle. The two of them crush me, and I like it. I really like it.

“‘But’ what, beautiful girl?” Killian’s voice is soft. Kind.

“I love you,” Amara, having more balls than both of us combined, blurts out. One of her hands finds the side of my neck, the other one grips Killian’s hair. “I love both of you.”

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