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When he releases me, he’s smiling. “I’d say it looks like O and I got back just in time.”

Chapter two

Oliver

I crawl on top of Rhett, straddling him and placing my hands on the floor on either side of his head. “I haven’t seen you all day. Have a good nap?”

Rhett doesn’t answer, yanking me down into a rough, hungry kiss. His hand wraps around my throat possessively, and goddamn, I’ve missed the feeling.

I slept late this morning, and by the time I got up, Rhett had just gone to bed. It’s not the first time it’s happened—and it won’t be the last. Not only is our work schedule ever-changing, but when you throw in Rhett’s insomnia, sometimes we go longer than we’d like without seeing each other.

Today, I’m just happy that Rhett actually got some sleep. It also meant that Elliot and I got to go to the movies with just the two of us and that Rhett and Wren got some one-on-one time. It was nice, but we were all disappointed we weren’t together.

“I missed you,” I say when Rhett breaks off our kiss, his hand still lingering on my throat.

“I’ll make it up to you soon,” he replies with a wink that absolutely melts my insides. “But first…” His gaze falls to Wren. “You’d better make good use of the time you have left with your princess before she goes back home.”

Standing, I give Rhett a hand and pull him up. Then I turn to Wren, my eyes following the trail of cum leaking down her inner thigh.

“Ah ah, princess. That stays inside of you.” Stepping up to her, I use two fingers to push Rhett’s cum back inside of her. “We said we’d fill you up, didn’t we?”

She arches a brow in a challenge. “I’m waiting.”

Elliot chuckles. “As you wish, love.”

Gently, he brings Wren to her hands and knees. We both strip, and he settles on his knees behind her, sliding into her with little resistance. The whimper Wren lets out is almost entirely drowned out by Elliot’s groan.

As I watch him fuck her, I can’t help but stroke myself. But it’s not long before Rhett comes up behind me, slapping my hand away and grabbing my dick. His free hand wraps around my throat again, squeezing ever so slightly.

“Elliot,” Wren cries when he rubs her clit. “Gentle, gentle.”

Rhett snickers. “A little sore, sweetheart?”

She sobs in relief when Elliot pulls his hand away from her clit.

“Sore from what?” I ask.

“Let’s just say she needed to be taught a lesson,” Rhett murmurs darkly in my ear.

Elliot’s eyes light up with amusement. Wren starts meeting his thrusts, pushing against him, and he smacks her ass.

“Oh, you want everything else rough, huh?”

Wren barely manages a nod.

Elliot obliges, thrusting into her hard. “Someday—somedaysoon—two of us are going to take you here at the same time.” Slowly, he eases two fingers into her vagina along with his cock.

Wren falls to her elbows, screaming into the crook of her arm.

“What did I tell you about quieting your screams, love?” Elliot growls. Then he grabs the hair at the base of her neck and yanks her head up.

She places both her hands back on the mat, too breathless to reply, but she’s smiling.

Rhett releases my dick and shoves me toward them. “The only thing that should muffle your cries is one of our dicks shoved down your throat, you understand?”

Her only response is a moan.

“Maybe you should show her what I mean, O.” Rhett pushes me to my knees in front of her.