When he regains the ability to speak, his voice is wrecked. “I’ve never—fuck—never felt anything like this.”
The sight is too erotic to resist. My fingers find their way between my legs again, dipping into my tender, well-fucked pussy. I should be too sore, too spent, but watching these three powerful men connected most intimately ignites a deep ache.
Dominic’s hands grip Liam’s shoulders as he begins to move, setting a rhythm that Liam transmits to Ryder. They move like a single entity, connected by pleasure and power. The sounds they make—grunts, moans, skin against skin—fill the room like the most erotic symphony.
I pump my fingers deeper, matching their rhythm, transfixed by the raw masculinity before me. These men who dominatedme so thoroughly are now finding new dynamics between themselves, and I’m privileged to witness it.
Ryder turns his head toward me, his expression hazy with pleasure as Liam continues thrusting into him. Despite being overwhelmed with sensation, he notices my fingers working between my thighs.
“Come here,” he pants, his voice strained. “Sit in front of me. Let me taste you.” He manages a grin despite the pleasure-pain contorting his features. “We can’t leave you out, can we?”
I hesitate for only a moment. The idea of being part of this circuit of pleasure is irresistible. And truthfully, of all the ways these men have used my body tonight, nothing compared to Ryder’s mouth on me. The memory alone makes my pussy clench around my fingers.
“Yes,” I whisper, withdrawing my fingers and moving to position myself in front of Ryder.
I spread my legs, wincing slightly at the tenderness. I’ve been thoroughly used already, but I still want more. I want to feel Ryder’s clever tongue while he’s being filled by Liam, who’s being filled by Dominic.
“That’s it, baby girl,” Dominic growls from behind, his dark eyes meeting mine over the connected bodies of Liam and Ryder. “Let him make you come while I fuck Liam’s ass, and he takes Liam’s cock.”
I settle in front of Ryder, my back against the headboard, legs spread wide. Ryder lowers his head between my thighs, his hot breath making me shiver with anticipation. When his tongue lands on my sensitive flesh, I moan and arch my back.
Even while being pounded from behind, Ryder’s skill doesn’t falter. His tongue finds my clit with unerring accuracy, circling it with the perfect pressure. Each thrust Liam delivers pushes Ryder’s face deeper between my thighs, creating a rhythm that has me gasping.
“God, Ryder,” I whimper, tangling my fingers in his hair. “Your mouth... fuck...”
Dominic grips Liam’s hips harder, his muscular arms flexing with each powerful thrust. I watch, mesmerized, as he leans forward, his lips nearly touching Liam’s ear.
“You like Daddy’s cock stretching this tight ass?” Dominic growls, his voice dropping to that dangerous register that makes my insides clench. “So fucking tight. Like you’ve been waiting for this your whole life.”
Liam’s rhythm falters as he pushes back against Dominic while still buried deep in Ryder.
“Yes, Daddy,” Liam moans shamelessly, all his sophisticated lawyer pretense gone. “Fuck—your cock feels so good. Never felt anything like—fuck—like this.”
“That’s it,” I hear myself say, my voice husky with renewed arousal. “Fuck him harder, Daddy. Make him feel it for days when he sits down.”
All three men look at me with surprise that transforms into raw hunger.
I tangle my fingers in Ryder’s hair, tugging harder than I intended. “And you—keep using that mouth. Show me how good you can be while you’re getting filled.”
Ryder groans against my flesh, the vibrations shooting straight through me. His tongue works faster, more insistently, as if my words have unleashed a beast.
“That’s it,” I continue. “Take Liam’s cock while you eat me. Show us what a good boy you are.”
My words seem to electrify the air. Dominic’s thrusts grow more powerful, Liam’s moans more desperate, and Ryder’s tongue more determined against my clit.
“Fucking perfect,” Dominic growls, his dark eyes meeting mine over the writhing bodies between us. “Look at you, gettingoff on commanding us. Who knew the mayor’s daughter was such a filthy little slut?”
Before I can respond, Ryder lifts his head from between my thighs, his lips glistening with my arousal. His eyes are glazed with pleasure as Liam continues thrusting into him.
“Not just any slut,” Ryder pants, voice rough. “Our filthy little slut.”
Our.
The word hangs in the air between us, charged with meaning. Not Mayor Pike’s daughter who they want to ruin. Not a conquest to be claimed and discarded. Our. Like I belong to all of them in some way that transcends this revenge plot they’ve hatched.
Liam’s eyes flash at Ryder’s words. He reaches around to stroke Ryder’s cock while still buried deep inside him. “Ours,” he agrees, his voice a silken caress that contradicts the brutal pace of his hips.
Dominic’s rhythm falters for just a moment. His dark gaze meets mine, something unreadable flickering in his expression. Then his lips curve into a predatory smile.
