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“That’s what you were begging for, wasn’t it?”

“More.” Amara tilts her head to the side, her lips latching on Killian’s skin. Sucking him into her mouth.

Killian’s eyes slam shut for a moment. When he opens them, he looks at the famished woman. He gains confidence, his hand slipping to her throat, locking her in place. His other one joins hers at my hair, exploring me.

Jesus fuck.

I can’t stop now.

“More, baby?” I say to her and him alike. “You’ll have more. You’ll watch our cocks rubbing together. We’ll grind against each other, kneeling on either side of you. Take turns pinching your nipples. Reaching back to touch your clit just the way you like it.”

“Yes.”

“Carter.”

Fucking finally.

“We’ll come at the same time,” I continue edging him. Edging them. “Have our seed on every inch of your beautiful face.”

Amara’s thighs clench. Her heart pounds in her chest. She’s begging for both Killian and me. I see him choking her, his thumb stroking her jaw.

I want to tell him he can go harder. That Amara is a kinky little thing. That she takes everything like a good girl.

I don’t need to, though. Soon, he’ll see everything for himself.

“We’ll take care of you, Amara,” I murmur, brushing my lips on her abused nipple. I move to the center, licking between her breasts. “We’ll make you come until you cry. Fuck each other and fuck you until you can’t take it. Our little cum slut. Ours.”

The ominous growl from Killian is a nitro boost to my dark desires.

“I’ll share you.” Sliding to bite and suck on her other nipple—Killian could have both of them later—while I grind into her stomach, I groan, “You’ll share me, A. And we’ll both share Killian.”

“Yes to everything,” she cries out the same moment her voice becomes strained. Killian’s choking her harder.

Fuck. Yes.

“Like he’ll share us.” I get ravenous seeing Killian’s heaving chest. “We’ll be one big fucked up family. Say yes.”

“Carter,” he repeats my name. His fingers clench in my hair.

“I’ll suck him off,” I keep teasing him. “Have him hard and ready to fuck you, pet.”

“Carter!” Amara screams, lifting a leg to hook around me, pulling me closer.

Killian doesn’t move. My dirty talk has only gotten the three of us to this stagnant point.

There’s no way we’re putting on a show for him. He needs to be a part of it.

Not for me or her alone.

For the three of us.

I untangle myself from her, tear at the button of her cutoffs, and shove them down her legs. Three fingers sink into her wet pussy, pleasuring her. Inviting Killian.

“You’re so fucking tight. Soaked and fucking perfect,” are my last words with my fingers in her cunt.

A second later, she’s being torn from my grip. Flipped to face Killian.

Her face is in his strong grip hands.

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