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It’s then that I see Elon sprawled beside us, hand fisting his cock. He grunts his approval.

“Show him your pussy, Little Lamb. Elon wants to see.” His hand grips my thigh, pushing my legs apart. The cool air meets the damp heat and Elon licks his bottom lip, focused between my legs. Rex rubs his fingers over my entrance, spreading me apart while his friend watches. My skin itches, like it’s about to burst into flames, but I’d die first. All I want is for these men to make me come.

“One finger or two?” Rex asks, toying with my body, fingers dipping in and out.

“Two,” I breathe.

“Three,” Elon commands, chin lifting. “Take three, baby. Get ready for us.”

A swirl of butterflies explodes in my belly, but I lean back on the pillow and let my thighs drop to the side. Rex’s fingers, sticky from my excitement, push into me. One at first, gliding in and out. Then the second, adding more pressure. “That feel good?” he asks, brushing his thumb over my clit.

“Yes,” I hiss, biting down on my bottom lip. “More.”

He slides in the third finger, pumping in and out, the stretch feels good. He leans over and captures my mouth with his, kissing me hard. I want to curl into them, fuck them. I want them to claim me—make me their own. My whole body starts to shake, desperate for more.

He pulls back, eyebrows knitted together. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I say, although we both know it’s a lie. “I want you in me.”

Elon rises to his knees, cock thick and straining. “She needs us.” A look transpires between them, and I know when understanding strikes Rex. He nods. Rex played games with my mind, not my body. He used me for his own whims, a battle with his father, but other than the strapping in Anex’s room, he didn’t take his emotions out on my body. Elon understands my desires better. He’s helped me through the pain before. The unrelenting,achingneed that can only be relieved by one thing.

“On your back,” Elon tells Rex. He does as his friend demands, removing his fingers from inside me and stretching out on the bed, abs taut, erection hard and wet. I mourn the loss of him in me, but I lick my lips and bend to kiss him, licking the salty tip of his penis. He hisses and grabs for my breasts, tugging my nipples between his fingers. The sharp pain is exactly what I want, and I bob my head, taking his cock deep down my throat.

Elon moves behind me, grabbing my hips like I’m nothing but a rag doll. With his fingers digging into my flesh, his cock slides between my cheeks, rough and demanding, poking hard at my entrance. Rex’s chest rises and falls as I suck him off, fingers twisting in my hair. He yanks at the scalp, and I cry out. His hips thrust up, his cock hitting the back of my throat.

God.Yes.

“Open for me, baby,” Elon says from behind me, hips rearing back before he drives into me. He fills me, both deep and wide, pounding with deep slow strokes. The feel of him inside is better than anything in this world, that is until Rex removes his cock from my mouth, scooches down the bed and presses the tip against my already full entrance. “And now you’re going to open for him, too.”

I nod, my eyes meeting Rex’s as he works his way slowly inside. This time the stretching hurts, God, it hurts, and I suck in a breath.

“Too much?” Rex, asks, hand cupping my cheek.

“No, just give me a second.”

They do, Elon still behind me. Rex’s jaw tenses. “Little Lamb, I gotta move.”

The tendons in his neck strain, he’s holding out for me. I nod, giving him the go ahead and he pushes in an inch more. This time the burn is better, slicker, and I breath deep and push down, taking him in the rest of the way.

I’ve never felt so full.

“Holy fuck,” Elon mutters. “Christ. Do you know how good this feels?”

“So fucking good,” Rex says, pulling my face down to his, our foreheads pressed together. “But if I don’t move, I’m coming like this, just sitting inside of you.”

I laugh, like that’d be the worst thing in the world, but I rock my hips, nudging them along. Both men groan, something deep and animalistic. After the first thrust, there’s nothing gentle about it. The friction is too much—frantic and hungry—all I feel is them. It’s all Iwantto feel—leaving the bad darkness of Serendee behind us. The manipulation and mind games. I just want my men, to feel them, to love them, to let them love me.

That hollow pit in my stomach, the one I can never seem to fill, vanishes.

Elon’s thrusts send me into Rex, whose hands cup my breasts and squeeze them together. He mouths my nipples. My head falls back, resting on Elon’s chest. His hand comes around my throat, and he twists my head, sweeping his tongue into my mouth.

“I’m gonna come,” Elon says, teeth dragging down my jaw. He fucks into me, hard and furious, until he buries a strangled groan into my neck. His cock pulses into me and he drops his fingers, catching cum, and swiping the wet, slippery, fluid over my clit. I shudder, the start of my own orgasm rippling through me.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I chant, body going rigid.

Rex swears under his breath as my muscles clench around him. His cock slippery from Elon’s slick cum. “Hold on, Little Lamb,” he says, lurching to his knees. Both men lift me, fill me, holding me up as Rex drives into me with a final thrust.

“I love you,” Rex says, breath heavy and hot on my ear. “I love you and you’re mine, never forget that. You’re Elon’s and Silas’ and Levi’s. You belong to us, Imogene. Us and only us. And if we have to fuck you every goddamn day of your life to prove it to you, we will.”