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They have plans for me. And hopefully for each other. If not, I’ll make them.

Images of Killian shoving himself inside Carter flicker in my mind. They’ll be so beautiful together. I can’t fucking wait.

“More spit.” Carter draws his fingers back just a little, tapping them on my tongue. “You’ll have four fingers pushed inside your pretty pussy. Two from the back, two from the front. You’ll need to be lubed.”

Together. Inside me. Touching each other as well as me.

Killian arches an eyebrow. Challenging me to tell them to stop. Testing me.

Carter’s fingers fill my mouth, while Killian pulls on my hair again. It’s hard to concentrate, let alone spit.

But I’m more than their toy. I’m a bad bitch, and I do it anyway.

My saliva coats Carter’s fingers. There’s so much of it, it’s dripping past the corners of my lips.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Carter growls.

“Good girl.” Killian steps closer, letting go of my hair to encapsulate my cheek in his palm.

With Carter’s fingers still lodged down my throat, Killian adds two of his. Stretching my lips. Showing me what they’re about to do to my pussy.

Killian looms over me. “Our good girl.”

His and Carter’s faces are inches apart. Their lips are so close.

If they would only lean into each other… If they would intertwine their fingers in my pussy while their tongues rubbed against each other.

Do it, I scream inwardly.

“She is. Now, open up for us, pet.” Carter kicks my legs to the sides.

Both of them relieve my lips of the erotic invasion. My mouth feels empty.

“You asked us to be inside you.” Carter runs his teeth along the curve of my neck. “You’ve been so good. You’ve earned it.”

What was supposed to be reassuring bothers me. I don’t want this to be just about me. A second ago, I wanted him to reach over for Killian. I wanted them to kiss. For the three of us to really be together.

A pout threatens to curve my lips down. There and gone.

Because my disappointment is short-lived. Carter wraps his arm around my waist, parting my pussy lips.

“You go first,” he murmurs, his hoarse voice seductive.

Carter’s cheek presses to mine, so I know he’s talking to Killian.

Killian gazes at the both of us like we’re a meal and he’s been starved for years.

His teeth dig into his bottom lip again. His chest expands. But thank fuck, he’s no longer having second thoughts. He places two fingers beneath my mouth. “Spit.”

Eagerly, I do.

Then he’s sliding his fingers along the side of my breasts. Down my belly. He positions his wet fingers where I need both him and Carter the most.

The anticipation is killing me. A scream lodges in my throat. I need them. I need them so bad.

“You sure about that, Amara?” Killian asks.

“Begonias,” I huff. Full sentences are too fucking taxing now.

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