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Her eyes were glazed, pupils blown wide with hunger, lips parted like she couldn’t catch her breath. She was utterly wrecked. Consumed by the way I touched her. She went to move my fingers from her pussy.

“I need a break, please. Just one second.”

“No, malyshka. Daddy wants this cunt filled. I know, I know. You’re sensitive, aren’t you?” An exhausted moan was my answer. Thumbing her clit, I continued. “You think you can’t take any more, but you can, my dirty little slut. Remember, I told you I have need of this.”

“Nik, it’s too much,” she exclaimed as she bucked her hips.

“Do you need to safeword?” I growled, plunging my fingers deeper, stroking her. She vigorously shook her head. “Perfect. Now I want you to ride me,” I said, moving toward the couch.

Grabbing her legs, I positioned them over mine. She hovered over me, her pussy lips open and glistening in the room’s dim light. My cock was poised to pierce her, and I reveled at the anticipation of how tight she was going to be. I lowered her body, staring as I disappeared inside her.

The warm, wet flesh of her cunt covered me. Her eyes widened as she grew accustomed to the unique feeling of riding me. I ran my hands along her thighs, caressing them tenderly. She eased herself forward, grabbed the back of the couch, and threw her head back.

“I like it like this,” she whispered, rocking against me.

“Then fuck me,” I whispered in her ear. Her eyes flew open, and she stared deep into mine.

Chapter 22

Kinsley

How Did You Know?

“Like this, Nik?” Iasked, feeling shy. I’d never ridden a man before and was worried I wasn’t doing it right.

“Yes, baby, just like that, I love it. It’s absolute perfection, just like you,” he groaned.

The moment stretched between us as I held his gaze and worked my body over his. I rocked against him, slow and steady, fingers brushing along his cheek. His breath caught, rough and hungry, the shift subtle but unmistakable. Now it was his turn to come undone.

The delicious drag of his dick sliding along my walls was incredible. I moved with precision, making sure that with every rise of my body, his cock was poised to slip out of me. But I didn’t let it. Over and over, I repeated the move, slamming down on him each time as my muscles pulled tight.

“Damn, it’s heaven. The sheer tightness and the look on your face. Don’t stop fucking me, damn it,” Nik murmured before burying his face in my breasts.

Looking over at Alek, I flushed, knowing he was watching me fuck his brother. I sank down fully onto Nik’s cock and held still, letting the moment burn between us. The surprise of Alek showing up tonight had twisted something deep inside me, and I secretly loved Nik even more for arranging it.

Maybe having Alek watch would finally strip away the restraint he always had with me. There were moments I knew he held back, worried I might break. A girl didn’t always want it gentle, even a girl like me with the past I had. The issue was he thought I was fragile.

Time for him to see that I wasn’t. Leaning over toward him, I murmured, “Kiss me, Reaper.”

Fingers tightened around my throat, and a moan slipped free just as his mouth crashed into mine. I nestled down further on Nik, drawing a deep groan from his throat as his head tipped back.

Power bloomed inside me. It was dark, hot, and addictive. The sight of him unraveling was life. My hips rolled in a slow, delicious rhythm. The need to draw it out, to savor every fractured sound my Crow made, fueled me on.

I set a slow pace of squeezing his cock with my pussy while I kissed Alek. Holding each squeeze for several seconds before I released my muscles had Nik growling.

“You’re killing me,” he sighed. His hands moved to grip my ass hard. It stung from earlier, and it was enough of a distraction to have me drawing back from Alek. I began riding Nik once more, finding a new rhythm.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re—” Nik moaned as I flashed him an innocent smile. “—doing, you fucking little shit,” he added.

I was glad he noticed. My movements were precise as I edged him with my pussy. I kept bringing him right to the brink, like they loved to do with me. Right when he was on the edge, I changed my moves, holding him back.

“Good god,” he moaned as he squeezed my breasts.

An intense lightheadedness surrounded me as I tried to think about anything but coming again. I needed to wait for permission, prove to him I could listen and be the good girl he desired. And I tried, but with each stroke of his cock, I had a burning need to let go. It coursed through my veins, setting me on fire, until he smacked my ass hard, causing me to yelp.

“That’s my dirty little slut. Fuck Daddy,” he ground out. Nowhewas struggling, trying to control the urge not to come.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Alek’s move; he grabbed my hand, bringing it to my pussy. My eyes grew wide, and I wanted to freeze, but with my blond, blue-eyed Viking god nodding and giving me permission, I worked my clit willingly.