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“Now,” he growls.

My orgasm crashes hard, my pussy pulsing around his cock as I fall apart completely. Jonah runs his fingers through my hair. Finn kisses the side of my face and whispers praise.

“That’s it, sweetheart. So fucking good for us. Look at you—fuck.”

Boone doesn’t stop. He drags it out, fucking me through every wave of it until I’m panting, shaking, lips parted in something between a sob and a moan.

“Again,” he demands. “You’ve got more in you. Give it to me.”

“I can’t?—”

His fingers close around my throat, pulling me back up into his chest and guiding my head back into the crook of his neck.

“You can. You will. You’re mine.”

He thrusts harder.

Jonah shifts, hands spreading my legs wider, fingers slipping lower to circle my clit again. I squirm against the sensation, but he knows exactly how to touch me—just enough pressure.

Boone’s cock pounds into me from behind, every stroke deeper than the last.

“You love being shared like this,” Jonah murmurs. “You love knowing we’re all watching you.”

I nod my head, unable to speak.

Jonah’s breath stutters against my temple. Boone growls.

Finn climbs higher on the bed and kneels in front of me. He brushes the hair out of my face. “You want me in your mouth, baby?”

“Yes.”

Boone’s hand grips my chin and angles my face up. “Open.”

I do.

Finn’s cock is hot and heavy as it slides between my lips. He doesn’t push, just lets me take him inch by inch until I moan around him. Boone fucks me harder. Jonah rubs tighter circles against my clit. I’m choking on Finn and stuffed full by Boone, my body pinned between them, nowhere to go, nothing to do but take it.

“Good girl,” Finn groans. “Just like that. You feel so fucking good.”

I start to come before I realize it’s happening. Boone feels it first.

“Fuck, yes,” he snarls. “Come all over my cock. Show them who you fucking belong to.”

My body explodes. I sob around Finn’s cock as I clench hard and fast, everything inside me unraveling. Boone curses as he thrusts deep and grinds into me, spilling with a growl against my skin. He holds me tight, his cock still pulsing inside me.

Finn slips from my mouth and kisses my forehead, breathless. “You wrecked me, sweetheart.” He reaches down and grabs his rock-hard cock, pumps a few times and comes.

Jonah eases me back against Boone’s chest and presses his lips to my shoulder. “You okay?”

I nod, too far gone to form real words yet. Boone strokes a hand down my thigh and murmurs something I don’t catch.

I belong to all three of them.

And they belong to me.

Chapter 23

Finn