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Liam’s knuckles breached her opening, twisting and rocking gently. He stopped pushing for more, evidently content to just swivel his hand until pained noises scorched her throat. “It’s okay, Sierra. Let your muscles relax and acclimate. You’re doing so well.”
Yellowwas on the tip of her tongue. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d thought about using her safeword, but it wasright there.
She clenched her teeth, breathing through them and the pain, until it abated with a soft slurp and rush of wetness from between her legs.
“Such a good girl.” Lips brushed hers fleetingly. “Mack, give her to me. Do you want the floor or the couch?”
Mack stroked her hair, soothing the trembling taking root in her bones. “We’ll try the couch.”
There was no reason to be afraid. She knew there wasn’t, yet it didn’t stop fear worming under her skin. The Liam in front of her was a version she wasn’t familiar with all that well; he’d shown hints over the years as he matured, but she wasn’t prepared for just how stern and foreboding he could be in his element.
Maybe it was the fact she wasn’t used to him using sex as a punishment. Sure, he’d taken her anally before as a reprimand, but this felt different.Deeper. As though she’d disappointed him so badly, he needed to underline her mistakes in bold.
She hated it. Hated that she’d pushed him into taking this course of action.
Hated that she felt so damn alone when there were two Doms, two Daddies, right here with her.
Mack nudged her forward into Liam’s waiting arms, then rose and began to strip. Clothes rained down around her until he ducked down and retrieved the lube.
She heard the squelch of gel and air squishing from the bottle, then the slick sound of flesh on wet flesh. Squeezing her eyes closed, she buried her face in Liam’s neck.
“Oh, little minx.” His hand stroked up and down her back. “Trust me.”
A body plunked into the couch cushions. “All set.”
“None of this is done in anger, Sierra. There’s no need to look like we’re about to sacrifice you for your sins.” Liam hummed low in his throat, the vibration fluttering against her skin. “You’re our girl, minx. No one gets to harm you, not even us.”
As the saying went, resistance was futile. After a soft, lingering kiss, Liam got to his feet, pulling her with him. Spinning her around, he directed her to Mack and got rid of his own clothes.
“Come on, pixie.” Sprawled on the couch, legs slightly spread and his cock jutting up from his groin, Mack smiled and held out his hand. “I won’t bite.”
Swallowing nausea and some hellish nerves, she hesitantly slipped her hand into his, letting him pull her forward. Her shins hit the couch and she froze.
Who was going where? It wasn’t the first time she’d taken two men at the same time, but the idea of taking these two together was daunting. She’d be impossibly full no matter which way she took them.
Hands gripped her hips and lifted her, settling her over Mack so she straddled him, her knees sinking into the cushions. The crown of his cock slapped against her lower belly, then his hand grasped the shaft, angling it to rub against her seam.
“Down you go, pixie, nice and slow.”
She hesitated, her thigh muscles quivering with the effort to stay upright. “Sir? Liam?”
“I’m here.”
“Y-You wouldn’t fuck my ass without lube, would you?”
“Babygirl, your ass isn’t in any danger tonight.”
Oh, that was a relief. Even as she dragged in a grateful breath, loosening the tension in her chest, a second, more worrisome thought replaced it. If he wasn’t claiming her ass, then where the fuck did he think he was going?
The answer—the only feasible, logical answer—made her legs give out. She dropped onto Mack’s cock without warning, sinking hard and fast until he bottomed out against her cervix. The jab of pain wrenched a yelp from her, then she was scrambling to get off him.
“No, you don’t.” Mack’s hands locked onto her hips this time, pinning her where she was. “That’s one way to turn a guy into a one-pump chump, pixie.”
He throbbed inside her, taking up every inch, every fuckingmillimeterof room. Damn it, why did he have to feel so good? She cursed herself as her hips moved of their own accord, craving another orgasm, yearning for the rhythm that would bring it to her.
“That’s it, babygirl. Don’t worry about anything else but riding him.”
“I’m not… I’m not…” The words wouldn’t come. “Not two of you. No.”
