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“Kai… damn,” he groaned as I did it again and again, making him pant for me. “Yeah!”

“Don’t waste any cum. You’re gonna pump it down her throat, and she’s gonna swallow like a grateful little toy.” My eyes flashed. “And mine.”

I grasped her throat with my free hand. “Open really wide and hold.”

She did as I asked, and then I gestured at Nyx.

In the next second, we were both sliding our cocks down her throat.

She gagged and spluttered, fighting to take us.

“Brush,” I told Nyx. “Abuse her clit. Only her clit.”

He followed my order, and she went crazy, screaming around our cocks and slathering them with her tongue.

I finger-fucked Nyx’s ass like a fiend, and he rammed harder down her throat, while riding my fingers and licking her breasts, her jaw, her throat, anywhere he could reach.

Ariana screamed and writhed from another orgasm, as Nyx brushed her clit over and over, and that was it for me, I couldn’t hold out any longer.

I shot my load down her throat and pulled out, making sure I marked her breasts a little as well.

“Fuck,” I grunted, staggering back a bit on my knees, and wrenching my fingers from Nyx in the process. It set him off, and he spilled down her throat next.

Before she could catch her breath, he leaned in and kissed the hell out of her, sharing his cum with her, and just getting lost in her for several minutes.

When he finally pulled back, I dissolved the magical ropes.

She didn’t get up, though.

She just stared out at us in awe. “Holy… shit,” she breathed.

Yeah, that didn’t quite cover it.

Nothing did.

So much had happened lately that was proving to be one major mind-fuck.

And I was honestly struggling to wrap my head around it.

I slumped down beside her on the bed and Nyx did the same on the other side, the two of us stroking her skin, her hair, comforting her after all of that.

For now, there was just this. Staying in the moment. Reveling in it.

Because, I wasn’t honestly sure what would happen when I stepped from that and tried to move beyond it.

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~Vorzyr~

Ah, brutal justice.

My favorite.

Now, a little known fact about me? I did like to draw a line atlethaljustice. Although, truth be told, it was a line in the sand, because there were circumstances where it couldn’t always be helped.

But this wasn’t one such circumstance.

It was one that was doing wonders for cutting through some of the shit clawing at me and eating me up inside.