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His eyebrows knit.

“Her safeword.” Carter’s lips curve against the damp skin of my neck. “She means she remembers it and will use it. You know, in case it gets to be too much. She’s sure she wants us finger-fucking her cunt.”

“Begonias,” Killian repeats, pressing his fingers flat on my entrance. “A beautiful flower.”

I’m lost in his eyes. In the seductive way he swipes them across my naked body.

I know he’s hard. I know his pants are soaked with my arousal. I’m aching to see, not just know. But I can’t seem to be able to let go of his eyes.

He applies more pressure on my pussy. Massages my spit on my lips. On my clit. “Not as beautiful as you, though.”

“No.” I hear Carter’s husky voice over my head. “There’s nothing as beautiful as Amara.”

“There’s one person that matches her beauty,” Killian whispers.

He doesn’t elaborate. He buries his fingers in my pussy. I cry out, my head dropping on Carter’s shoulder. They’ve been teasing me for so long. I’m finally filled. At fucking last.

My body thrums with an all-consuming, overpowering lust. My pussy clenches around Killian who curses in response. My mouth gapes, my eyes taking the two dark, depraved men towering over me.

“Fuck, yes.” Carter leans over me, looking at his stepdad pumping me. “How does it feel, Killian?”

“Shove yours in. You’ll see.” It doesn’t sound like Killian’s teasing Carter. He orders him. His fathomless gaze finds me, fire burning from deep within. “Grab my cock, Amara.”

Carter and I comply immediately. We have no other choice.

We don’t want one, either.

“Fuck!” I scream when Carter stretches me further.

My juices and spit help, but their fingers are big. Really big. I wriggle in their arms and squeeze Killian too hard.

They don’t stop, though.

They look down at me. Killian’s thumb massages my clit. Carter presses his to the tight ring of muscles.

The stinging sensation fades. Even when they thrust their fingers harder, it doesn’t hurt.

“Baby.” Carter’s gray gaze locks on mine. “Your hand looks so freaking hot around his cock. I bet your mouth would too. Those pretty pink lips sucking him off… Fuck.”

Pleasure consumes me, making it hard to breathe. Briefly, I wonder how the hell it is that I don’t faint.

“Jerk me off, Amara,” Killian repeats his command. He grabs my neck, his lips grazing my ear. “Make it feel good. Don’t fucking stop unless I tell you to.”

I move my hand along his long, thick cock, pumping him. The two men finger-fuck me while Killian’s precum wets my thumb and his cock throbs in my hand. I’m delirious. In lust. In fucking delirium.

They kiss and bite me. Loom over me to watch their wet fingers pumping in and out of me.

But their mouths are still nowhere near each other’s.

In my floaty state, my tongue is heavy in my mouth. There’s no use in trying to complete a whole sentence.

“Carter.”

“Kinky little thing.” Carter’s eyes are as dark as Killian’s. “What is it? Want another finger in your dripping pussy? To have six fingers inside you?”

“No.” I shake my head, my response more of a breath than a word.

It pains me to release Killian. I have to. Have to get my message across.

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