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“Dark,” she breathes while I strip her. “Like two black diamonds.”

“Perfect,” he praises, guiding her from my lap so I can remove the rest of her clothes.

“I…” Her cheeks flush when I stand up to run my hands down her naked body. She’s so small, but so soft at the same time. I can’t keep my hands off her. “I want you to share me again,” she breathes. “Both of you. Like you did on Spirits’ Night.”

“Dirty girl,” Castor chuckles.

“I get your pussy,” I growl, wrapping her hair around my fist and forcing her to look up at me. “Castor may have your mouth.”

“Agreed,” he says before she has a chance to argue. Pulling her towards the bed, he sits down on the edge, guiding her face down with him while I grab her soft rear, bending her over. “Tap my thigh if it’s too much, princess,” he mutters to her. “You can’t use a safeword with my cock filling that pretty mouth.”

She nods shakily while I tear open my trousers. I’ve been in pain since we started this stupid game, and I’ll be damned if I’m waiting a second longer to bury myself inside of her again.

“Ready, sweetheart?” I ask her as Castor frees himself. It’s hard to say who’s bigger. But if Eden could tell, we’d be doing something wrong.

“Yes,” she whispers seconds before I plunge myself into her.

“Fuck,” I hiss. I expected a little resistance, but she’s soaked. “You were desperate for me,” I tease. “Needy princess.”

“You were desperate for us both, weren’t you?” Castor purrs, fucking her face. “Don’t think we didn’t realise that you touched yourself in our carriage earlier.”

She tenses as I chuckle.

I remember that. I also remember pretending not to notice her little gasps as she climaxed. I knew I’d punish her later for it. It seems Castor had a similar idea.

“You’re our little slut, aren’t you?” He forces her to look at him, his cock buried in her throat. “Can’t help but touch yourself when we’re not giving you attention.”

She tries to shake her head, but he’s fucking her too hard. Matching his rhythm, I pump harder into her from behind, squeezing her soft hips.

“Do I need to tie you up next time you refuse me?” I lean over her to murmur into her ear. “Or do I need to plug your pussy so you don’t touch what’s mine when you’re alone?”

Her walls clench around me.

“She’d look pretty tied up,” Castor says with a grin. “We could get her all wet for us, spread her thighs then tie her up right before she comes. If we left her for a few hours, she’d be needy enough to take us both inside of her cunt at the same time once we returned. Wouldn’t that be fun, sweet girl?”

I laugh as once again she can’t shake her head through our thrusts. “I think that’s a yes,” I tell Castor.

“That’s our girl.” His voice tightens as the veins in his arms tense.

I’m close too. It’s almost impossible not to be with how her little pussy is clenching around me. “Fuck,” I hiss as the pleasure builds. She comes as I do, screaming around Castor’s cock. He grips the back of her head and slams into her to finish himself off.

“That’s it,” he says through ragged breaths. “Lick it clean. That’s all yours, sweet princess.”

I stroke her back as I remove myself slowly. Castor slides out of her mouth with a wet pop.

“Fucking perfect.” He kisses her cheek after helping her stand. She’s wobbly as she follows us both to the bed.

It feels oddly natural to have her lay between us. Castor kisses her hand while she nuzzles into my neck. We should probably eat something, but I’m too tired to move and I can’t see Eden wanting to get out of bed soon either.

“Whose go is it?” she whispers.

“Ask us another question,” Castor says, rolling over to face her. He gives me a look that tells me to let him have this one. Curiosity gets the better of me.

“I can’t think right now,” she laughs breathily. “Um, what’s my favourite drink?”

“Wine?” he starts.

She shakes her head.