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Jax turns his head to see what's caught my attention. Looking back, he gives me a wolfish grin, before picking me up and turning us around, so that his back is to the counter, bothhands back under my arse, holding me up as I’m speared on his huge cock.

His hands spread my cheeks apart, just as I feel Loki come up behind me, one of his lubed fingers rubbing over my puckered hole.

“This ass belongs to us,” he says against my ear, one finger dipping inside my tight back hole.

An animalistic sound leaves my lips as Jax starts to move again. Loki pushes a second finger in, and I gasp at the fullness, my nails digging into Jax's neck. Loki’s fingers pump in and out in time with Jax's movements, sending delicious shivers across my body.

Jax stills when Loki pulls his fingers out, and my pussy clenches around his cock at the withdrawal, a deep groan sounding in his throat. I feel the pierced tip of Loki's dick as he starts to press inside me, and my eyes feel like they roll to the back of my fucking head with how incredible it feels. I love this fullness, of having them both inside me at once. I’ve missed it so much.

“We own you, Pretty Girl,” Loki tells me in a strained whisper, once he’s fully seated, his hips flush with my arse cheeks.

“Ours,” Jax growls out, squeezing my arse hard enough that I know I'll have bruises come the morning.

“Yours,” I gasp out in agreement as they both start to move in perfect unison.

Loki's hands are on my waist, holding me still as he and Jax take their pleasure, whilst giving me mine in return. It's almost too much, I can barely breathe through the intense sensation of having both of them thrusting in and out of me.

One of Loki's hands leaves my waist, gliding up my body. He pauses at my breast, pinching my nipple hard, and I cry out, my inner walls fluttering around Jax.

“Now open your eyes, Pretty Girl, and look at Jax while I wrap my hand around your throat,” Loki commands in a husky tone.

I do as he says, watching Jax as I feel Loki's hand come up around my throat, squeezing just this side of painfully. Jax's piercing blue eyes rage with a lust crazed fire, and he starts pounding hard into me, the sight of his friend choking me undoing him.

“See what you do to him, Lilly?” Loki asks teasingly, tightening his fingers a little more until I'm struggling to breathe. It tips me over the edge, and I spiral into a soul stealing orgasm, raking bloody furrows down Jax's arms.

Jax curses as my cunt clamps around his dick in a vice like grip, milking his release from him.

“My turn, Pretty Girl,” Loki coos in my ear, and then he starts pounding hard into my arse, soon pushing me into another screaming climax.

“Fuck! That's it! Keep coming for me, baby,” he orders, his other hand leaving my waist and rubbing my over sensitive clit, leaving Jax to support my weight while I whimper and cry out.

“Loki, I can't…” I beg, the waves of pleasure becoming too much.

“Yes, you can,” he says as he keeps pounding into me, leaning his head down and using the hand still wrapped around my throat, he tips mine to the side. Without warning, he bites down, the pain flashing through me before pleasure sears my insides, and I explode once more.

Seconds later, I hear him curse my name as his dick hardens even further and he comes, buried to the hilt in my ass, and filling me with his hot release.

We stay connected together, breathing each other in, and my heart mends a little bit more, my soul beginning to stitch back together.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

LILLY

Iwake up sandwiched between two hot bodies, surrounded by the smell of vanilla cookies, lemon drizzle cake, and musky man.

God, I've missed this!

I lie there for a few moments, eyes blinking, as I recall all of the events of the past few days and nights. I feel at peace, like I'm exactly where I need to be, with exactly who I need to be with. I should feel all kinds of fucked up, but I don't. Not anymore.

Gently extracting myself,a girl has to pee, I elicit a small grunt from Jax as I climb over him. Grabbing a t-shirt from the floor, Jax's by the size and smell, I throw it on and head out of the door, padding down the hallway.

The delicious smell of bacon wafts up the stairs, and walking down them, I see that Kai is making breakfast. Or I guess, brunch.

He turns and smiles at me, and I can't help but smile back. He's not necessarily as devastatingly beautiful as the others, buthe's got that Disney prince look down. You know, the geeky one with the boy next door charm who is an animal in bed.

“Good morning,” he says as I walk up to him. He’s making pancakes by the looks of it, one hand holding a whisk and the other a bowl of pale batter.

“Good morning, Kai,” I say, leaning in and kissing him full on the lips.