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My hips keep moving as I lean forward and kiss him, noticing that although Maddox has mostly pulled back, he’s still finger fucking my ass gently. It’s not something I’ve ever thought about before, but ever since the twins taught me that it’s a way to add pleasure, I’ve definitely been wanting to try it again. And having Maddox do that while Bain’s giant hot rod is inside of me makes me ready to come already.

But I grit my teeth and try to hold back. Knowing that we need to seal the bond before I collapse from post-orgasmic bliss.

Bain’s kiss grows rougher, as if he’s trying to hold himself back. I pull back to take a look at his face and realize that’s exactly what he’s doing. Holding back.

“Bain,” I whisper, stroking his face as I slow my hip movements. His eyes are blown wide, practically glowing as they bounce between mine. “Stop holding back. I need all of you.”

“You don’t know what you’re asking.”

“You’d never hurt me,” I say, caressing his cheek.

“Never,” he says, shaking his head vehemently.

My eyes trail down to the juncture of his neck and shoulder and an idea of how to get him to lose control comes to me. I surge forward, grabbing his hair and pulling his head to the side, right before I sink my teeth into his skin and claim him as mine.

An orgasm rolls through me and I whimper. “Fuck, angel! ” He grits out, his hands tightening on me. I don’t linger, pulling back and quickly licking the bite mark so it will close.

He growls, suddenly flipping me to my back, his cock still lodged in place as he leans over me. Maddox is no longer touching me, but in this moment, my focus is entirely on the predator growling down at me.

His hips buck against me as he leans down and nudges my head to this side. I show him my neck, the opposite side of where Maddox bit me, and he inhales deeply before running his tongue along the skin.

He pushes himself up a little and moves his hands to find mine. “Tell me to stop,” he whispers as he threads his fingers in mine then presses the back of my hands to the bed on either side of my head.

I stare up at him as he bucks his hips again and I realize what he’s done. He’s restraining my hands, leaving me helpless to do anything but take his cock.

And it’s strangely… freeing.

“Bain!” I gasp, tilting my head back as my core grips him tightly.

“Fuck, you like that, don’t you, my dirty little angel?”

“Yes!” I gasp as he not only picks up his pace, but the intensity of his thrusts grows exponentially.

“Holy Goddess!” I cry, not knowing that being held like this could be so entirely encompassing. My vision blurs, and it’s as if time and space bend around us, keeping us locked in this moment together, the rest of the world fading away.

“I want to see you come on my cock,” he growls, making me whimper. “I want to feel you squeeze me before I knot you.”

“Yes!” I gasp, knowing his knot is exactly what I need right now.

He lowers his mouth to mine in a surprisingly gentle kiss that contrasts his thrusting hips. He kisses along my jaw and sucks my earlobe in my mouth before whispering, “I love you, Cherry.”

I gasp as he sinks his teeth into my neck, and I cry out, my pussy spasming as my orgasm explodes from me. I haven’t even started to come down when I feel him grow bigger.

His knot fills me, sending me straight into another orgasm, and when I feel his hips jerk and his release fills me, it just extends my own release even longer. Whether it’s a third orgasm or the first one is just really long, it doesn’t matter.

I cry out through the entire thing. The sting of the bite, combined with the stretch of his knot and the orgasms spasming throughout my entire body, has me feeling like I’m removed from reality. Like we exist in our own little bubble where nothing else in the world exists except us and this moment.

His teeth retract and he licks the wound several times before placing soft kisses on my skin. He nibbles my earlobe before whispering, “You’re mine now.”

“I was always yours,” I whisper back, and he nuzzles my neck, humming in approval.

“You’re right. You’ve always been mine, but now you have the mark to prove it.”

He lifts his head and looks at me. I’ve never seen him look so relaxed before as he smiles down at me. He releases my hands and rolls us to our side, pulling me into his chest.

“You want some water?” Maddox asks, and I lift my head, finding him sitting at the end of the bed.

“Have you been sitting there the whole time?” He nods.