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“Do it,” he says quietly. “Mark her.”

Kai growls behind me in agreement, curling his fingers just right. I bury myself to the hilt in Violet’s ass and release, coming so hard my vision flashes as I pulse deep within her, Kai still relentlessly finger-fucking me through it like a man possessed. I can feel every spurt leaving me, can feel the way her body flutters and milks me for more. It’s insane, I’ve never had an orgasm like it before.

When I finally slowly pull out, a thick trickle of my cum follows. I slap her ass once, watching it jiggle, and grin behind the mask.

“Two holes filled with cum already bunny, and we’re just getting started.”

Chapter Eleven

Violet

Everything is soft and distant.

My body doesn’t feel like mine anymore. Just a collection of aches and heat and the lingering stretch of being taken in every way they wanted. I’m sore. Deeply, thoroughly sore. My pussy throbs. My ass throbs. Even my throat feels abused. I can barely keep my eyes open as Ryker and Kai finish inside me.

They groan in perfect sync and I feel it. Hot, thick pulses flooding me from both of them at once, so much that it spills out around their cocks and down my thighs. The sensation is almost too much on top of everything else. A broken little sound leaves me, but I don’t have the strength to do more than that.

Ryker pulls out carefully and Kai follows. I’m empty and leaking and completely limp when Ryker gathers me into his arms like a lifeless, abused sex doll.

“I’ve got you, pretty girl,” he murmurs, voice low and reassuring against my hair.

He carries me though the house, up the stairs, into a bedroom that smells faintly of clean sheets and musk. The mattress dips beneath us as he lays me down. I sink into it, eyes already half-closed.

Bright neon pink flashes in my hooded vision, Knoxx kneeling between my spread thighs. He lifts the bottom of his mask just enough to free his mouth, and leans in. I feel his hot tongue licking into me, cleaning every drop of cum from my sore, swollen holes. He groans like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted, slow and thorough until I’m trembling from the overstimulation.

Once he’s satisfied, Ryker replaces him with a warm, damp cloth. His touch is gentle as he cleans me with soft strokes over my thighs, between my legs, careful around every sensitive place. I drift in and out, the warmth of the rag and the quiet care of his hands almost enough to pull me under completely.

I’m practically asleep when Kai’s dark chuckle cuts through the quiet, startling me. “Wakey wakey, little slut. We’re not done yet.”

My eyes flutter open. He’s standing at the foot of the bed, still masked, still naked, cock already hard again.

“P… please,” I whisper, voice wrecked from screaming. “I need a break.”

Kai scoffs. “You don’t get breaks. Not until we’re satiated. My cock’s already hard and ready to go again, little slut.”

I swallow, cheeks heating even through the exhaustion. “Then fuck one of them. Let me watch.”

Knoxx laughs from somewhere near the window. “My ass has had enough for one night. How about you bottom for once, Kai?”

Kai crosses his arms over his chest, cracked masked tilting. “Not a fucking chance. I’m a top.”

The words leave me before I can stop them, quiet and shy, my face burning. “I want to watch Ryker fuck you, Kai.”

I flutter my eyelashes, giving my best doe eyed look. Silence stretches for a heartbeat. Ryker moves behind Kai, much taller and larger than him, running his hands over Kai’s shoulders, down over his chest until his fingers are brushing his nipples. Ryker’s green eyes crinkle at the corners behind the skull mask, the only sign he’s smiling.

“I’m more than happy to do whatever my pretty girl wants.”

The way Ryker says my makes my broken pussy flutter, but I try my best to ignore it. My gaze shifts to Kai as I bite my lower lip. He stares at me for a long moment, then a low, frustrated growl rumbles out of him.

“Beg me, little slut.”

Chapter Twelve

Kai

“Please, Kai. I’ve been a good girl.”

She flutters those pretty lashes at me, bottom lip caught between her teeth, and something in my chest cracks wide open. I’m a bastard on the outside—mean, sharp, always ready to draw blood—but I would burn the whole fucking world down if this girl asked me to.