And tonight, we’re reminding her that in a world like ours, we’re the only ones she needs to believe in.
I lean over her, pressing my chest to her back, mouth at her ear as Dredyn drives into her and Jasper threads his fingersthrough her hair. “You’re right where you belong. You’re ours. No one takes you again. Understand?”
Dredyn’s behind her, cock still hard and pressing against her ass. He grabs a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat. “Answer us when we talk to you, Hellcat. Who owns this filthy little body?”
“You—all of you.” She gasps, arching into him
Jasper signs,“Good girl. Now take my cock in that pretty mouth again.”
We move, lifting her onto the mattress and positioning her on her hands and knees between the three of us. Dredyn kneels behind her, sliding back inside her, making her cry out. Jasper’s in front, fisting himself as he guides her mouth back down onto him. And me? I’m at her side, one hand wrapping around her throat from the front, fingers pressing just enough to feel her pulse race under my palm.
“Remember when he took you?” I whisper, leaning close as Dredyn starts fucking her slow and deep, making her rock forward onto Jasper with every snap of his hips. “When we couldn’t find you? Thought we’d lost our pretty little slut forever?”
She moans around Jasper, her eyes watering as she looks at me. There’s pain there, but it’s mixing with the heat, the need. We’re corrupting the trauma, turning it into something twistedly beautiful.
Dredyn slaps her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. “Look at you now, Hellcat. Taking three cocks like the greedy whore you are. Bet you missed this—being our fuck-toy.”
Her body clenches visibly, a whimper escaping as Jasper threads his fingers through her hair, holding her down, forcing himself deeper. He signs with his free hand,“You were made for this—for us.”
I tighten my grip on her throat and I can feel Jasper’s dick ramming into the back of it, making her eyes go wide as she bucks against Dredyn, chasing to the edge of her orgasm. “That’s it. Feel it? We’re the only ones who get to choke the life out of you.” I release her, and she sputters around Jasper’s cock, trying to suck air back into her lungs, her whole body is shaking as an orgasm wracks through her. “And bring you back screaming.”
Dredyn picks up the pace, pounding into her relentlessly, his hands digging into her hips. “Fuck, you’re so tight. Like you were waiting to be ruined again. But you love it, don’t you?”
She nods frantically, pulling off Jasper just enough to gasp. “Yes! Fuck, yes. More.”
Jasper doesn’t let her talk long. He pushes back in, fucking her mouth with shallow thrusts, his abs flexing as he watches her take it.“You’re so perfect, taking our cocks.”
We almost lost her. Chase and her family had her for over a month. The Syndicate could have hidden her away forever and we’d never know what it felt like to have her under us again.
I will kill any man that ever tries to take her away from us ever again.
I slide my fingers between her legs, where Dredyn is pounding into her. “Come for us, Princess. Now.”
She shatters and Dredyn follows her over the edge next, spilling deep inside of her. Jasper’s next as he comes down her throat. The moment they ease out of her body, I pull her into my lap, her body limp and spent against mine. She’s crying softly now. I look down, worried, but see nothing but relief on her face. “I missed you,” she murmurs, burying her face in my neck. “All of you. So much.”
“I know, Hellcat,” Dredyn says, collapsing beside us, his chest rising and falling hard, one possessive hand splayed over her hip. Jasper’s on the other, forehead pressed to her shoulder, fingers tracing slow patterns along her spine.
The king-sized mattress is not built for four of us, especially when three of us are pretty large men.
“Move your giant ass, Dre,” I mutter, shoving at his thigh with my foot. “You’re hogging half the bed.”
Jasper smirks, reaches over Mara’s back, and flicks Dredyn’s ear hard enough to make him flinch. Mara lets out a soft, watery laugh against my chest.
I press my lips to her temple. “Stay put, Princess. I’ll get a cloth.”
She clings for a second longer, then lets me go. I slide off the bed, pad to the en suite, and run warm water over a soft washcloth. When I come back, Dredyn’s already pulled her into his lap, cradling her like I was before I left.
There’s barely room for me when I climb back in, but I wedge myself in anyway—my front to her front, one of her legs hooked over mine. Dredyn grumbles about space, but he shifts to make it work, and Jasper just reaches across her to shove at both of us until we settle.
I run the warm cloth gently between her legs, cleaning her up with slow, careful strokes. She sighs, eyes fluttering shut.
“Good girl,” I whisper.
Dredyn’s hand covers mine for a second, helping guide the cloth, then he tosses it toward the laundry basket and pulls the duvet up over all of us. Her small body is sandwiched between the three of us, my arm under her neck, Jasper’s draped over her waist, Dredyn’s leg thrown over both of ours.
“I need to tell you something.”
“Whatever it is, we’re right here,” I say.
