They begin slowly, tentatively, finding a rhythm together. Dominic pulls back slightly as Ryder pushes deeper, then reverses. The coordination is imperfect at first, but the friction, oh God, the friction is mind-melting.
Then Dominic thrusts sharply upward, hitting something perfect inside me, and my entire body convulses. The orgasm crashes through me without warning, violent and sudden.
“Fuck,” I cry out, my inner walls clenching around him as waves of pleasure pulse through me.
“Jesus Christ,” Dominic groans, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to bruise. “You’re so fucking tight like this.” He thrusts again, drawing another shuddering gasp from me. “Feel how perfect you are, taking both of us? So fucking perfect.”
Every nerve ending is firing at once, pleasure bordering on pain in its intensity.
“I can feel him,” Dominic growls, his eyes never leaving mine. “I can feel his cock throbbing against mine inside you.” His voice drops lower. “Nothing hotter than feeling another man’s cock separated by just that thin wall of your perfect cunt.”
The filthy words send another aftershock of pleasure rippling through me. I’m completely at their mercy, split open and filled so thoroughly that I can’t tell where I end, and they begin.
Behind me, I hear Liam’s voice, low and dangerous.
“Look at you, taking my cock so well,” he growls, and I realize he’s speaking to Ryder. “You love being filled while you fill her, don’t you? Greedy for it from both ends.”
Ryder’s rhythm falters, a trembling moan escaping his lips as Liam drives into him harder. The force transfers through Ryder directly into me, pushing me down further onto Dominic’s cock.
“Fuck, yes,” Ryder gasps.
“That’s it,” Liam continues, his voice strained. “I want you to come while you’re buried in her ass. Want to feel you tighten around my cock when you lose control.”
The vulgar poetry from Liam’s mouth sends another wave of heat through me. Dominic’s eyes never leave mine as our bodies rock together in this impossible connection of flesh.
“I can’t—” I stammer, feeling another orgasm building impossibly fast. “I’m going to?—”
“Not yet,” Dominic commands, his hand sliding between us to press against my clit. “Together. We come together.”
Liam’s pace increases, each thrust driving Ryder deeper into me, which in turn pushes me harder onto Dominic.
“Now,” Dominic growls. “Come for us now.”
My world explodes into pure sensation. I cry out as the second orgasm rips through me, more intense than anything I’ve ever experienced. I feel them all follow—Dominic pulsingdeep inside me, Ryder’s desperate shudders as he fills me from behind, Liam’s deep groan as he drives into Ryder one final time.
For one perfect moment, we’re suspended in shared ecstasy, bodies locked together in completion.
17
RYDER
Cora sleeps peacefully in the center of the orgy room. In the dim light, the bruises on her skin tell stories that make my blood boil—not just the marks we left during our time together, but the older ones. Yellowed fingerprints on her upper arms. The fading discoloration along her jaw.
At the start of this Hunt, I wanted to break her, to use her as a weapon against her piece of shit father. Now? I’m not sure what this feeling is, but it’s nothing like what I expected.
“What are you thinking about?” Dominic’s voice is rough with exhaustion.
I glance over at him, sprawled beside me on the massive sofa, his eyes half-lidded but alert. “How fucked up this all is,” I admit. “We came here to destroy her, and now...”
“Now you’re getting soft,” he says, but there’s no bite to it. His eyes drift to the bruises on her arm—the ones we didn’t put there.
“You ever seen abuse up close before?” I ask.
Dominic’s jaw tightens. “More than I care to remember.”
“Mayor Pike, that self-righteous fuck, standing on every podium preaching about family values while he beats hisdaughter.” I force myself to unclench my free hand. “No wonder she signed up for this shit. Anything to get away from him.”
“The bruise on her jaw,” Dominic says quietly. “That was fresh.”
