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“What do we have here?”

Slade walked in not long afterwards with a box in hand. He dumped it on the kitchen bench and checked the two of us out.

“You been putting on a show for the boys, princess? That’s just mean.”

“Jack got pushy, she pushed back,” Shaun said, doing up his jeans.

“Did you, princess?” His grin was shockingly bright. “Darlin’, I love dominance displays on a woman. Did ya get all hot and bothered when those boys watched Shaunie do you right?”

I was about ready to do the same thing to him, but his tone softened as he came over, his words no longer so mocking when he caught my scent.

“You sure the damage is done?” he said, tracing my nipple with his finger.

“I, for one, would be more than happy to make sure the job was done properly.” He murmured the words, coming closer and closer, until I could feel his breath fanning across my lips.

Fuck, I wanted him again. “What do you think, princess? Another round while you’re still sopping from Shaun? ”

His words broke me out of my haze for a minute. “That turns you on? Fucking me while I’m full of another guy’s cum?”

He shrugged, shooting me a crooked smile. “It’s all part of life for us, so may as well get a bit of a charge from it. The thought of your hungry little cunt full of cum and ready for more is fucking hot.”

“What are you doing, Slade? We’ve got to get...oh!”

I looked over Slade’s shoulder where Brandon had dropped another box on the bench. He took in me and everyone else, both inside and outside the house, with a quick glance, then inclined his head with a little smile. Slade’s hand went between my legs, his fingers burying themselves in me with ease.

“Your cunt’s all swollen and wet and pouty, your clit’s sensitive.” He smiled when I shuddered as his thumb grazed it. “I’ll slide in so damn easy.”

His mouth brushed mine, the stubble scraping against my skin when my hand went around his neck, pulling him down to deepen the kiss.

“How long will this madness continue?” I asked as I undid his fly.

“Only a couple more days, babe, then the tough stuff begins.”

“The tough stuff?” I frowned, my brain sure I should be finding out what that was rather than wrapping my hand around his dick. I didn’t, I just watched the flare of his pupils as I stroked his hard length.

“Who can you live with? Who do you like?” He grabbed me at the waist and lifted me up, backing us up until I hit the wall. “Mmm...” he groaned as he pushed himself in. “So fucking wet.” He began to thrust, rocking me in his arms. “But the deal breaker? Who you can love?”