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"That’s mine."

Finn’s hands fall away immediately.

Boone steps in, eyes on mine as he slides one hand under the strap. He unhooks it slowly, then lets it fall. His hand comes up to my chest, palm flat, pushing me gently back toward the bed.

I sit down on the bed, my heart pounding. Jonah follows, kneeling behind me. His hands trail down my arms as he helpsme settle between his legs. Finn strips off his shirt and pants, crawling up from the foot of the bed with that same teasing grin.

Boone climbs on last.

He grabs my chin, holding me still. "Whose bed is this?"

"Yours."

"And who do you belong to when you’re in it?"

"You."

His eyes darken. He kisses me again—hard and deep. Then he turns me until my back is pressed against his chest and yanks my panties down my legs. Then hands—Jonah’s, I think—spread me open. A mouth closes over my nipple at the same time a finger slides between my thighs.

I gasp.

Too much. Too good. I can’t process who’s touching what, but I don’t want it to stop. Boone growls low behind me.

"You love being used, don’t you?”

"Yes," I breathe. "God, yes. Use me."

Finn slides up to kiss me again. Jonah kisses the inside of my thigh. Boone drags the head of his cock through my folds.

"You want them to see what’s mine?"

"Please, Daddy."

He thrusts into me in one long, deep stroke. I cry out, back arching, body clenching. He holds me there, buried deep, his hands pressed into mine above my head.

Boone fucks me hard while the other two watch

His grip anchors me in place, one hand firm on my hip, the other sliding up my sides to hold me still as he thrusts into me again. His cock fills me to the edge of pain, but I don’t want less. I want more.

I cry out as Jonah reaches between us to rub tight circles against my clit, the pleasure building so fast.

"Fuck, Ani," Boone growls, voice right against my ear. "You’re already shaking."

“I can’t—” I gasp, the words dissolving into a moan when he thrusts again. “I’m?—”

“You can.” His palm moves higher, wrapping gently around my throat. “You will.”

Finn kisses me. His lips are soft, but his voice is filthy. “So goddamn hot when you fucking fall apart. You gonna come for us, sweetheart?”

I nod, desperate, hips rocking while I’m already being held and fucked and touched all at once. Boone’s cock continues to drive into me like he’s carving his name into my body. Finn cups one of my breasts, thumb grazing over my nipple until I’m trembling so hard.

They turn me on my stomach and Boone fucks me from behind. I’m spread between them now, my legs shaking, my voice wrecked. I’m so close I can taste it.

"Don’t stop," I beg. “Please—please, I’m?—”

Boone slams into me again, his grip tightening. “You come when I say. Not a second before.”

I cry out and my entire body clenches down around him.