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When I come back, she’s rocking on Ryker’s cock with her tied hands pressed flat against his tattooed chest. Her back is to me, her ass lifting and dropping as she rides him. Ryker’s hands are on her tits, and his hips push up to meet her. I can hear the wet sounds of her pussy taking him.

I hate how good she looks on his dick. I hate that her body knows how to move on him. I hate that I’m the one who taught her how to fuck, and put us all in this position.

I step up behind her, kneeling on the couch and press my hand flat against the center of her back, pushing her forward so her chest is flush against Ryker’s. The position angles her ass up toward me and spreads her open. She turns her head to look back at me over her shoulder, and her gray eyes find mine.

“Rhett.” Her voice is tight.

I coat my fingers with lube and press one against her ass. She flinches and her forehead drops against Ryker’s collarbone.

“I’ve got you, baby.” I push one finger inside her while Ryker stays buried in her pussy. She moans into his chest, and her body tenses from the double pressure. “Relax for me, little one. You know your ass can take me.”

I work her with one finger, then two, stretching her while Ryker plays with her tits, distracting her.

“Let him stretch that ass, good girl.” Ryker tugs one of her nipples.

Her moans get louder, and her bound hands grip against Ryker’s chest. She’s full and overwhelmed. The sounds coming out of her mouth are desperate in a way that makes my cock throb so hard my vision blurs.

“Please.” She falls forward, panting against Ryker’s neck. “I need you.”

I slick my cock with lube and grip her hip with one hand, holding her still on top of Ryker. I press the head of my cock against her ass. The barbell nudges her rim and she whimpers, her spine arching beneath my palm.

“Don’t look away from him.” I lean over her back so my mouth is against her ear. I hold her neck in place where I want her. “I want him to see your face when Daddy fills this ass while his cock is inside your pussy.”

I push in. It’s tighter than it’s ever been because Ryker is filling her from the other side. I can feel him through the thin wall separating us, and the sensation makes my jaw clench so hard my teeth ache. She moans and her whole body tries to arch away from the pressure, but she’s pinned between us with nowhere to go.

“Fuck.” The word grinds out of me. “You’re so fucking tight with both of us inside you, baby.”

I push deeper, and she goes rigid between us, her mouth open in a silent moan. “You can take all of us because you were made to be my good girl.”

I bottom out. She’s full of both of us, and the only sounds in the room are her ragged breaths and the low groan from my son beneath her as he thrusts up into her. I press my chest against her back, and my mouth finds her ear. I can feel the tremor running through her entire body. She’s sandwiched between us, pinned and stretched and full of two men who would burn the world down for her. Her tied hands are trapped between her chest and Ryker’s, and she can’t move them. She can’t reach for me. She can’t do anything except take what we give her.

I start to move. Slow at first, pulling out and pushing back in while Ryker matches my rhythm from beneath her.

“That’s it, baby.” I wrap my hand around her throat from behind while I fuck her ass, pulling her to me. My fingers press against her pulse, and I can feel how fast it’s racing. “Take all of it. Show Daddy what a perfect girl you are.”

Ryker grips her hips and thrusts up into her pussy while I fuck her tight little ass.

“This cunt is so tight.” Ryker groans, then sticks two fingers into her mouth. “Fuck, I think she likes being filled. We can gag you next time if you want all your holes plugged.”

She whimpers and moans around his fingers. He removes them, and her head falls back against my shoulder.

“Don’t come, baby.” I growl it into her ear while my hand tightens on her throat. “Not until I tell you. Save it for Daddy.” If I have to choke her out to keep her from coming on my son’s dick, that’s what I’m going to fucking do.

She sobs. Her whole body is shaking. Her thighs are clenched around Ryker’s hips, and I can feel her ass pulsing around my cock, desperate for release. Her tied fists press into Ryker’s chest to brace herself while she moans with need.

Ryker’s pace picks up beneath her. His hands grip her waist and his hips slam up into her pussy. I hear his breathing change, and I know he’s close.

“Goddamn, Laine.” Ryker groans beneath her. His hips press up hard and his body tenses. He comes inside her, and I feel the pulse of it through the thin wall separating his cock from mine.

My vision goes dark at the edges because I know he’s filling the woman I love. And fuck, I love her. That realization has to hit while my son is pumping his cum into her pussy and my cock is buried in her ass.

Ryker goes still beneath her, his breathing ragged, his hands loose on her hips.

I pull her off of him and sit back on the couch with her still on my dick. “Get the fuck out, Ryker.”

She sags against me, trembling, and I pull her upright so her back is flush against my chest. I can feel some of Ryker’s cum already leaking out of her pussy, slick against my thighs.

Ryker is on his feet and grabs his glass from the side table, then heads for the stairs with a chuckle. He knows what this is.