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“ No, no…” Nat shoved Mull’s vindictive personality to the side, wanting to keep this as calm and loving as possible. “Don’t make it weird. We all want to do this, it’s okay. We love Oz and he loves us and this is…”

“Step out of the way, it’s my turn.” Mull pushed forward in Nat’s mind, taking several more inches of Oz’s body into her mouth, choking herself, as if still in a contest with Ronnie to see which of them was better.

Oz swore fluently, not expecting that.

Natalie took control again, then made sure Mercygiver got what was coming.

“Finish him.” She silently ordered the darkest parts of herself.

“You love him too, Ronnie, finish him so that we know you’re not going to hurt him in his sleep or something…

” Her voice took on a pleading tone, all but begging herself now.

“Please… Please, for once, just be normal… Please trust him…”

Ronnie apparently didn’t need to be told twice, head bobbing, lips sealing tightly around Oz’s shaft.

The hesitation was gone now.

Oz grabbed the top of Ronnie’s head, keeping it still and exactly where he wanted it, then began to thrust his hips and fuck Ronnie’s mouth mercilessly. “That’s right…” He soothed, looking into Ronnie’s eyes. “Look at me…”

Mercygiver’s eyes stayed locked on his, unable to look away. Unable to move away. Unable to do anything but feel Oz’s body and his desire. See the love on the man’s face and the unbridled lust he was unleashing.

Oz gritted his teeth, jaw set, obviously working some stuff out. He and Ronnie had a troubled history. Anger and desire and love seemed to make the man very hard, and he was obviously enjoying this. His body moved in much harsher, punishing strokes, which he didn’t use with Natalie.

Ronnie had almost taken Natalie from him. Now, he was taking his pleasure from Ronnie. Hard and rough and without apology. There was no standing on ceremony now. Oz was always polite and considerate with Mull and Natalie… but he was going to straight up fuck Mercygiver.

Oz moved, so that his body rubbed against Ronnie’s face and tongue, lifting himself up so that the underside of his shaft and his scrotum could be pleasured, suckled, and tasted too. Which they immediately were.

Natalie had somehow managed to turn Oz from a virgin into an absolute demon in bed.

In one day.

Not that Natalie was bragging about that to herself. Just that… she kinda was.

This was going very well, on all fronts. Better than Natalie could have possibly hoped.

It wasn’t even simply about obeying Natalie’s command now, Ronnie wanted to do this. Loved it. Hoped it never stopped. Natalie could tell.

“Fuck…” Mull swore, also amazed by how good it felt and how much she was enjoying seeing this.

Feeling this. It was dark and twisted and completely weird.

She’d detested Ronnie for so long, watching Mercygiver finally get knocked down a few pegs was absolutely delicious.

Granted, she’d wanted to kill Ronnie, but this was even better somehow.

Far more enjoyable. Watching her enemy be dominated by her shining, perfect hero, and know that defeat.

She’d earned that after enduring years of being terrorized and afraid.

Oz clasped his hands on either side of Ronnie’s face, moving on the bed.

Mercygiver made small desperate sounds of hunger and submission, tongue eagerly lapping at Oz’s cock, afraid he was pulling away. Wanting him to stay, suddenly terrified of being alone again.

But Oz didn’t pull away. “I will never leave you.” He assured Ronnie softly.

And that assurance reached Mercygiver.

It was better than Natalie could have hoped, and she all but wept for how easy it was. After all these years, she didn’t have to be afraid anymore.

“That’s right…” Natalie silently urged her dark side, feeling the terror she’d felt her entire life slipping away and being cleansed. “You want him too, Ronnie… Feel how much he loves you… He’s not going to leave us… We don’t need to be afraid… Taste him… Love him back…”

Oz pushed himself deeply into Mercygiver’s throat and came, calling out Natalie’s name. Ronnie made a moan of triumph and hunger, suckling every drop from him and wanting more.

Natalie’s eyebrows rose in shock. Okay. Miiiight be going a bit far, Ronnie. Dial it back some, yeah? Don’t scare him. He was a virgin until yesterday. Save something for the honeymoon, please.

Mull swore again, feeling like this was just too much. She’d never experienced anything this powerful before.

Oz pulled himself free of her mouth, still looking into her eyes. “I love you.” He said again softly, breathing hard. “God, I can’t believe how much I love you, baby...”

“If somebody had told me that my Thanksgiving this year would end with me genuinely getting off on watching my abusive piece of shit ex blowing my current boyfriend, I probably would have called them a liar.” Mull thought aloud in side Natalie’s head, sounding amazed.

“But… no, that was hot. And creepy. And I loved it. Let’s make it a holiday tradition. ”

Oz made his way around behind Ronnie, who was tied up and arranged just how Oz wanted, swollen folds spread and entirely open to him.

Oz could clearly see the impact of his efforts.

Mercygiver’s body was weeping in need, trembling in anticipation.

Ronnie was very, very ready for him. Desperate for him, in fact, to the point of it being rather embarrassing.

Which just made it more exciting, somehow.

“Natalie wants me to fuck you into compliance, no matter what you say.” Oz informed Ronnie using sexy profanity, voice dark with urgent need.

It was probably taking everything in him to hold back, even after he’d just climaxed.

You could say a lot of things about the man, but she never doubted that he always wanted her.

“But I don’t want her to spend the rest of our lives together worrying about you and what you could do in revenge.

So, I am going to let you choose.” He reached forward to brush the hair off of the nape of Mercygiver’s neck, then leaned closer to plant a gentle kiss there.

“If you want me, ask. If you don’t ask me, this stops. ”

Ronnie considered that offer, deciding on what kind of future they would all have.

But when you came right down to it, Ronnie had always wanted someone. Someone who had thick skin about overtly evil things, and who was loyal, and who was strong…

So, tied down and trussed up in front of the strongest man Mercygiver had ever met, it really wasn’t much of a choice.

“I…” Ronnie began, trying to move so that Oz’s throbbing body was closer. “I want you.” Ronnie breathed, just wanting to feel a part of something, especially something with someone this extraordinary. “Please… please fuck me, Mister Dimico.”

The words were vulgar and exciting and so, so wonderful to say.

“Oz.” The man corrected, a note of authority in his tone.

Mercygiver met his eyes, the moment oddly intimate. Ronnie almost blushed. “…Oz.”

He nodded, happy with that. “You threw Natalie off of a roof.” Oz said, making Ronnie wait for what they all knew was coming.

“That’s true, you did.” Mull agreed silently, getting even more excited.

“She deserved it.” Ronnie spat out, in halfhearted cruelty, hoping that Oz would respond by moving faster and being rougher. “ You’ll want to throw her off a roof too, if…”

Ronnie’s words stopped in a small cry as Oz pushed his way into Natalie’s body.

Mercygiver let out a long, low moan, followed by several soft, breathy sounds.

“Natalie makes that sound too.” Oz growled. “I like it. Now I’ve heard you both make it for me. Next, I’m going to hear it from Multifarious , while I’m inside her and she’s wearing nothing but her mask. ”

Mull liked that idea, perfectly ready to try it right now. She didn’t have the mask… but they could always try it again later.

Although Mercygiver was too far gone to even recognize what was being said, there was absolutely no way that Ronnie was willing to step aside and allow Mull to take over.

Oz was unrelenting, pushing further.

Ronnie’s body welcomed Oz. Like a conquering hero.

“That’s it…” Natalie could tell this was over, and that she had won.

Ronnie’s hate was no match for Oz’s love.

“Let him in, you love him…” She repeated to herself.

“You love him so much, even I can feel it… We can all feel it…” She closed her eyes against the ecstasy. “God, I feel it so much…”

Oz pushed forward until he was fully seated inside Mercygiver, every muscle in his body tense. “ Fuuuck… you’re so tight …” His hand came down on her ass in a sharp slap. “Are you tighter? Or is Natalie?” He wondered aloud. “Tell me.”

Ronnie was incapable of responding to that for a moment, mind utterly blank, relishing the sensation of being filled so completely by Oz’s body.

Of being so close to someone and feeling that kind of love.

Being utterly powerless but in complete control.

“…Me?” Ronnie guessed meekly, sounding hesitant and eagerly hopeful to please him.

Anything, anything , just so he didn’t leave. Just so he didn’t stop.

“Maybe. I don’t think so, but I’ll need further study.” Oz nodded. “I think you should apologize to her though.” Oz said, his voice still low, and his breathing was heavy. “For hurting her.”

It was going to be a tossup here. Natalie really wanted them all to get along, and she believed that could happen, but only if Oz could hold out for a little while.

And, for that matter, if she could hold out too.

She was still not used to being with Oz, and the ecstasy he was giving her crashed through the crumbling dividers in her mind.

If she wasn’t careful, she’d grab the reigns of her mind back and take Oz herself, climaxing early and ruining this whole thing.