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There’s no disguising Flint’s groan, his eyes slipping shut at the pitiful, needy scrape of her voice. Never before has she felt so much like prey, on display as Flint’s eyes rake over them. Harbinger’s hungry for him, but Agony keeps her in place, squeezing her cheeks to make her talk.

“Daddy…” she tries again. Agony can’t fight his hiss at the sound. “How wet should he make me?”

Flint’s eyes lock on Harbinger’s. When he speaks, her mouth waters.

“As wet as you can get.”

THIRTY-FIVE

Harbinger

Agony’s voice curls against her ear, shadows slipping around her throat. “You heard the man.” A thousand tendril kisses trail over her skin. “Do you want me to fuck with your head?”

She wants to sob at the thought of being taken apart, pushed to her limits, truly wrecked. Reaching the line Flint’s been too afraid to cross, but now, he eases her over it.

“Yes.”

Agony does as he’s told. Breathing visions into her head, sensations she’s not sure exist. Spilling through their connection until everything feels slicker: his tongue against her neck, the smear of tendrils on her clit, his cock stretching her around him.

Her body bucks, taking him deep enough in her cunt that they both groan. It’s an accident. So easy for him to slip inside, no resistance with desire dripping down her thighs. Impossibly wet, as if Agony made her mind believe it until it was true.

He rocks into her, cursing at the filthy sound. “You’re gonna soak the sheets.” Then he presses her face down to the bed. All she can see are Flint’s eyes across the room, little more than embers in the dark, but the heat they give off makes Harbinger sweat. There’s the barest hint of jealousy, but it’s overcome with so much more. All the walls Flint erected turning to fire, desperate to keep Harbinger blazing inside them.

But not just her. Flint’s eyes scorch over Agony, leaving his mark on them both. Branding them. Claiming them with the flicker of Agony’s shadows doing Flint’s bidding over Harbinger’s body.

Agony whispers into the depth of her mind, touching her in places only Flint’s emotions have. “Now let me hit that spot.” His mouth trails down her back as he rocks inside, wet and messy. “Let me do it for you.” A tendril drags through her desire, slipping down her legs before circling against her ass.

Her eyes roll back. “Shit —”

“You want me to fill you up?” Agony teases.

“Yes, gods…”

He angles her face toward the chair. “Then ask.”

Her pleading eyes find Flint. While her emotions ricochet inside her, Flint is calm, rising from his seat across the room. He approaches, reaching down to brush her lips with his thumb. “Color?”

She strains to get closer. Agony keeps her back.

“Green.”

She waits for Flint to hesitate. To put an end to this, to tell her it’s too far. Instead, Flint flicks his dark gaze toward Agony. “As much as she can take.”

It barely registers before Agony eases shadows into her, filling both her holes. It’s bizarre. Overwhelming. Inundating her past the point of thinking until all she can feel is the flutter of shadows stretching her.

They twist deeper until Harbinger can’t lift her head. Can’t work herself back any more. Her arms shake, trying to keep her upright as another shadow circles her clit.

“So fucking good when you’ve got my dicks inside you.” Agony holds her down against the bed. “Is that what you need to behave?” Then a dark look takes his expression. “Or do you need three?”

Her voice pitches to a whine. “Agony, please —”

“Tap the bed twice if you want to stop. Show me.”

Her fingers tremble as she does as she’s told. Agony lets his shadows spread until another tendril dips between her lips. It fills her mouth, muffling her moan before she digs her teeth into him. Agony laughs, squeezing her jaw with fond aggression. “Little brat.”

All his shadows expand, toying as he leans over her shoulder, illuminating Flint’s heavy cock in his hand. Harbinger tries for it again, but Agony pins her wrists to the bed.

“You don’t have a hole left for it.” Humiliation burns hot along Harbinger’s skin, and Agony follows it. “You said you couldn’t be good, didn’t you? This is the price you have to pay. You can’t do anything but take it.”