“That’s enough,” Reece said.
Nash and Dutton stopped their kissing, but they kept their weight on her, pinning her to the mat between them. Reece was kneeling between her legs, his muscular torso glistening with sweat, his handsome face glistening with other things. He stared down at her trembling body with a look of raw admiration.
“Woman,” he said. “You are so sexy it should be a crime.”
Fairchild managed a smile. “Funny,” she said. “I was just thinking the same thing about you.”
Reece returned her smile, but only for a second. Then his face darkened again, and his hands went down to the front of his pants. The maneuver he had performed on Fairchild a few minutes ago, he now performed on himself, tearing his pants away from his body with a savage snarl. His cock swung free, looking bigger and harder than it had ever looked before. Thick veins pulsed along his naked shaft, and precum drooled from his tip.
“Turn her over,” he growled.
The other men turned her, and Reece grabbed her hips from behind, yanking her up onto all fours. Her arms and legs were so weak from coming, she could barely hold herself up, but Dutton and Nash were there to support her.
Behind her, Reece gave her bottom one hard slap with his palm. Then he spread her apart and nestled the head of his hard cock between the wet lips of her pussy.
“Are you ready to submit yet?” he purred. “Or do I still need to break your will?”
“Break me,” Fairchild breathed. “Please break me.”
“Very well.”
He pushed slowly at first, giving her pussy a chance to expand around his tip. Then he took her all at once, with a hard, deep thrust that knocked the breath from her lungs.
CHAPTER 33
Hard.
For a few seconds, that was the only thing Fairchild’s brain was able to think.Hard. So very, very hard. Reece’s cock felt like a rod of forged steel inside her. It felt like a sculpture carved from the finest stone and polished to perfection. Harder than diamond. Harder than her will. Impossibly hard.
The way he was giving it to her was hard too—harder than she’d ever taken it in her life. The taut muscles of his pelvis spanked her backside with every thrust, and the walls of the training room echoed with the sounds of skin striking skin. The air was already thick with the scent of their coupling. Both their bodies were slick with sweat.
“Is this what you want?” Reece grunted behind her. “Is this what you want?”
Her lips said, “Yes!”
But her mind… her mind saidno.
She didn’t just want it. She needed it—neededit—the way she needed food and water, the way she needed air. She needed this man inside of her. She needed to be forced into submission by the only man who could truly dominate her.
Or better yet, three of them.
As the strength began returning to Fairchild’s arms, Nash and Dutton relinquished their hold on her, and they moved around in front of her, kneeling on the mat of the octagon.
They could have taken their pants off like normal men, but they would have had to remove their boots first, and that would have taken time—too much time. Fairchild was grateful when they followed Reece’s lead, tearing their pants away from their bodies like the savage beasts they were. In the blink of an eye, both of them were naked before her, hard and throbbing with desire.
“Give me,” Fairchild begged, her voice hiccuping with the impacts of Reece’s thrusting. “Give me, give me, give m—”
It was Dutton who silenced her, filling her mouth with his incredible girth. He didn’t even have to move once he was inside. Reece did all the work for him, forcing Fairchild’s lips down the length of his shaft with every thrust.
Her mind drifted back to that first day aboardthe Allurawhen Reece and Dutton had shared her body in a similar fashion. It had felt incredible then, but it felt even better now. These men weren’t just her teammates anymore. They were her lovers, her mates. They had made a baby inside her, and she had a feeling they were going to make many more in the cycles to come. Fairchild was looking forward to it. She was looking forward to being bred by these men, over and over again.
After a minute, Dutton slid his cock out of her so Nash could have a turn. The young warrior groaned with pleasure as she took him deep inside her mouth.
“That’s it,” he purred. “Suck that dick like a good girl.”
Cocky bastard.
Up to that point, Fairchild had been careful to use only her lips and her tongue. Now she decided to bare her fangs, grazing herteeth along the hard length of Nash’s shaft. He hissed on an inhale, then laughed and grabbed a tight fistful of her hair.
