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I crawl onto the bed and kneel between her legs. My hands run up her thighs until I’m holding her hips in both palms. She tilts her head, watching me.

“You still mine, sweetheart?” I ask.

“Yes,” she breathes. “Always.”

I lower my mouth to her stomach and kiss every inch of it. Jonah and Finn get on either side of us. They kiss her throat, her shoulders, her breasts. They whisper adorations but her eyes stay locked on mine.

Jonah takes her hand. Finn strokes her hair.

I press kisses lower until I land between her thighs. She opens for me easily, breathing harder as I lick a long, slow stripe through her center. She’s already so wet for us.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” I murmur. “You know that?”

She whimpers.

Jonah kisses her wrist while Finn brushes a thumb over her nipple causing it to pucker.

I lick her again and suck gently on her clit. Her body arches. My grip on her thighs tightens as I work her slowly. She’s starting to fall apart, piece by piece. I continue this agonizingly slow pace until I can tell she can’t take any more.

“Come for me,” I whisper. “Come for Daddy.”

She gasps and sobs as her orgasm rocks her, thighs shaking in my hands. I don’t stop until she finally goes still. And, even then, she has to drag my face away from her pussy because it’s just too much.

When I rise above her, she reaches for me.

“Boone—”

I slide inside her slowly. She’s so warm and tight. I thrust into her, each movement claiming her once again.

“You’re mine,” I growl. “Say it.”

“I’m yours,” she moans.

When she comes again, she screams my name.

And I let myself fall with her. And oh my fucking God…

I ease out of her slowly. Her body twitches beneath me, still clenching. My come drips from between her thighs, and I watch it trail down her skin.

I shift back and give the others some room.

“Show her she’s still ours,” I tell them.

Jonah’s already moving.

He slides his hand up her thigh, then leans in and kisses the inside of her knee. She lets out a soft sound. He strokes between her legs, dragging his fingers through the mess I left behind. Then he pushes a finger inside her, and then adds another, curling them deep, pressing up into the spot that makes her legs shake.

“Still with us, baby?” Finn asks.

“Yes,” she breathes.

“Can you take more?” Jonah asks.

“Yes.”

Jonah shifts onto his back and guides her down on top of him, coaxing her to straddle his hips. She follows without hesitation, moving over him, bracing her hands on his chest as he eases his fingers back inside her from below. The angle makes her gasp and her head drops forward as her back arches.

Finn gets behind her and settles on his knees. He lifts her hair and kisses the back of her neck. Then he begins slicking her ass, easing her open one inch at a time.