“Too much is the point.” Mara smiles wickedly. “Make it count.”
He pushes in slowly. Maddeningly slow. I swear I can feel it from across the bed—the way her body resists for a second before opening around him. Mara’s head falls back, eyes wide and brimming as she’s forced to take him. Her legs fly up, thighs locking around his hips in a visceral plea for more even as her breath hitches at the shock. It hits her like lightning—the burn, the pressure, the overwhelming fullness of three years’ worth of fantasies made real. Talon isn’t gentle, but he pauses when seated halfway.
“Eyes on me,” I order, and she drags her gaze to mine, panting. I see tears on her lashes, black streaks of mascara, and beneath that, raw need.
That’s my girl.
I kneel beside them, close enough to feel the heat rolling off her body, every breath syncing with the sound of Talon’s thrusts.Her back arches off the bed, a strangled cry caught between her teeth, and God, I can’t tell if it’s in pain or bliss.
Talon fists a hand in her hair, yanking her head back so she can’t look away, then drags his palm over her cheek. “There she is. Take it, Princess. That’s it.”
I can’t stop myself. My hand slides down between them, fingers finding the swollen nub of her clit, and Mara jerks beneath us, a strangled gasp ripping out of her lungs. I’m ruthless with it—tight circles, teasing pressure, just enough to make her whole body jolt. She clenches hard around Talon and he groans, broken and guttural. “Fuck—so fucking tight.”
“Listen to her,” I croon. “Hear how she’s begging without words? You love it, don’t you? Being used.”
Jasper shifts her hips with one big palm under her ass, changing Talon’s angle, and Mara shatters on the spot. A cry tears out of her throat as Talon rides her orgasm, his thrusts turning frantic until he yanks free and spills hot across her stomach. He collapses back on his heels, chest heaving.
I double down on her clit, because I’m not done yet. “Come on. Tell us who owns this little pussy.”
Mara’s stare finds mine, her cheeks wet. “You. All of you. I-I’m yours. Please… let me come. I need it—need you.”
I give a nod to Jasper, and he doesn’t make her wait another second. Jasper dives between her thighs, replacing his fingers with his mouth. Mara’s drawn-out moan as his tongue laps over her clit is pure music. He eats her like a man starved, and she breaks almost instantly. Her whole body tenses, back arching off the bed as another climax finally slams into her.
I clamp a hand over her mouth just in time to muffle her scream. Her cry vibrates against my palm as pleasure ravages her. Jesus, she’s coming so hard around nothing—just Jasper’s tongue and the two fingers he slides back in to milk it out of her.
My cock strains painfully at the sight. I can’t wait any longer.
The second her convulsions start to ebb, I’m shoving Jasper out of the way with a grunt. Mara’s still shuddering from theaftershocks when I flip her over onto her knees, before pressing the thick head of my cock against her drenched entrance.
In one smooth thrust, I’m inside her to the hilt.
“Fuck!”
“Please… please, Dredyn!”
Hearing my name from her lips in that wrecked, desperate tone ignites me. All bets are off. With a curse, I pull almost all the way out, then slam back in. Mara screams, and this time I don’t cover her mouth. I want to hear it. I want everyone to hear how we ruin her.
“Fuck yes,” Talon growls, watching her breasts bounce with each of my thrusts. “Look at you, Princess, taking his cock so well.” He grips her chin and turns her face toward him. “Feel good, huh? Having him split you open? You’re going to take all three of our cocks tonight.”
“I think she loves it. Filthy little masochist.”
Pressure coils tight in my gut. I’m close—too close. I grit my teeth, determined not to finish yet. I’ll be damned if I end this before I’ve seen her utterly wrecked.
With great effort, I drag myself to a stop, buried balls-deep inside her. Mara mewls in protest at the sudden lack of movement. Her hips twitch, trying to fuck herself on me to chase more friction.
“Nuh-uh,” I pant, pinning her hips down. “Not so fast.” I force myself to pull out, and nearly blow my load at the sight of my cock glistening with her arousal in the low light.
Mara collapses forward onto trembling arms, sweat-slick hair veiling her face as she tries to catch her breath. Jasper frees his cock from his pants, and he moves to kneel on the mattress in front of her. He tangles a hand in her hair and guides her face toward his lap. “Open,” I order, even as Jasper presses the thick tip of his cock to her parted lips.
Obediently, Mara lets Jasper slide into her mouth. He groans low in his throat when her lips seal around his girth, and I begin pounding her from behind, letting my thrusts jolt her bodyforward, effectively fucking her mouth deeper onto Jasper’s length.
“Memorable enough for you?” I rasp, teasing the head of my cock over her oversensitive clit. She whines, the sound begging me for mercy or more or both.
More, then.
I plunge back inside her used little body with a brutal thrust.
Mara is beyond coherent speech. Broken gasps and hitched cries are muffled by Jasper’s cock as I fuck her raw.
