I don’t wait. I fuck her fast, deep, hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise.
Rogue moves to her head, fisting his cock. “Open,” he orders.
She does. He slides in, thick and heavy, filling her mouth.
Sting kneels beside her, stroking himself, watching.
We move together, synchronized, practiced. I thrust into her while Rogue fucks her mouth. She takes it all, moaning around him, nails digging into the blankets.
I feel her tighten around me, another orgasm building.
“Not yet,” I growl. “You don’t come until I say.”
She whimpers around Rogue’s cock.
I reach down, finding her clit, circling hard. “Now,” I say. “Come for me. Now.”
She shatters, body locking, clenching around me so tight I see stars. I follow, thrusting deep and spilling inside her with a low groan.
Rogue pulls out of her mouth, strokes himself once, twice, comes across her face in hot stripes. Thick ropes paint her lips, her cheek, her throat.
Sting leans over her, hand moving fast on his shaft. He comes across her chest, marking her stomach, her breasts.
We don’t move right away. Just stand there, breathing hard, looking down at her.
She’s covered in us. Marked. Claimed.
I wipe her face with the edge of a blanket, efficient, not gentle. Sting hands her a water bottle. Rogue pulls her upright, checks her knee.
“You okay?” I ask.
She nods, still catching her breath. “Yeah.”
“Good.” I stand, pulling my pants back on. “Get dressed. We’re not done tonight.”
She blinks. “What?”
Sting’s already dressed again, coat back on. “Someone wants to talk to you.”
Vi’s eyes widen. “Who?”
Rogue grins. “You’ll see.”
63
ARMEN
We takeher back down to the work hub. It’s nearly empty now, just a few Rotters finishing late shifts. The older woman with the shaved head is still there, sorting water filters at her station.
She looks up when we approach. Eyes flicking between us and Vi.
I nod once. She sets down her chalk and walks toward us slowly. Stops a few feet away.
“Vi,” she says. Voice quiet but steady.
Vi stiffens. “You know my name.”
“I do.” The older woman’s gaze is direct. “I knew your father.”
