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CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

CONOR

Returning from the club, I hope I gave them enough time to clean up what I left behind. Fumbling with my key in the lock, all I can think is, “Here’s to hoping it not murder scene.”

Stepping into the apartment, it’s quieter than usual—until an all-too-familiar scream fills the space. My footsteps are light but deliberate as I make my way toward that sweet sound.

Fucking hell… Definitely not a murder scene.

Victoria is reclined on the couch, her legs splayed and wet pussy on display. Elena is straddling her lap and needily riding Vic’s hand. I could watch the two of them fuck all day.

My foot shifts on the floor, and the soft sound of the creaking floorboard gives me away. Both of them freeze for a second before turning toward me. Vic’s eyes are wide, and a blush flares beneath the ruddy hue on Elena’s cheeks. I clear my throat to break the silence with humor. “I see you’ve made up.”

Elena coyly chuckles, glancing down at Victoria. “Don’t stop on my account,” I insist, taking my time crossing the room.

“I didn’t intent to,” Victoria husks, dipping her fingers into Elena’s pink pussy.

Fuck…

The three of us haven’t been together since I was shot. And based on my rapidly growing cock, it’s been far too fucking long. I know it’s going to hurt like fucking hell, but I don’t care.

Unbuttoning my trousers, I shove them just low enough to free my throbbing cock as I step between Vic’s legs and position myself behind Elena. Running my hand down her spine, I press myself against her. “Can my cailín leanbh handle my cock, too?”

“Yes… puh… please…” Elena glances over her shoulder at me. She’s soaked—arousal is dripping from her—and I can’t help but to drive the entirety of my cock into her tight little cunt.

“Ohhh, fuuuck!” I tremble on an exhale.

Victoria continues to rub her soft fingers between Elena’s legs as she kisses over her jiggling breasts and up her neck. “Does it feel good?” she teasingly whispers. “Is his huge cock going to make you come all over my hand?”

Her body shaking and too overwhelmed to speak, the only answer Elena provides is a series of short, rapid nods. She clenches around my cock so hard I nearly spill into her. “Fuck, cailín leanbh ,” I grit through my clenched jaw. “Don’t milk my fucking cock until I’ve fucked your Madame, too.”

Firmly gripping Elena’s hips, I fuck her hard and fast—needing to make her come before she does me in. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” she screams as I drive deep and Vic strums vigorously over her clit. Coming so hard her body gives out, Elena collapses on top of Vic.

Pulling out of her, I drop to my knees and thrust my cock—covered with Elena’s sweet arousal—into Victoria’s equally wet pussy. “Two perfect fucking cunts,” I groan, thrusting into her. “ My two perfect cunts.”

I wrap Vic’s legs around my waist and squeeze her thighs as I drive into her hard and fast—unable to pull my eyes from Elena’s still quivering pussy just inches from my face. Releasing my hold on Vic’s right thigh, I grip the crook of Elena’s hip and hold her in place as I bury my face into her from behind. A trembled squeal flies from her mouth when I rub my tongue over her already swollen clit.

I moan against her and feel her quiver on my tongue as her arousal cascades down my chin. “You taste so fucking good,” I groan, pulling back from her pussy. She falls to the couch beside us, exhausted. Licking my fingers, I plunge them into her and insist, “You aren’t done yet.”

I fuck her with my hand as I drive my cock into Victoria’s warmth. Trying to stay buried in her, I climb to my feet. With her legs still around my waist, I sink ungodly deep from this angle. “Conor!” Vic screams out my name, and it pushes her over the edge, her head lolling on Elena’s shoulder as her thighs tighten around my waist.

Blinding pain shoots through my side and radiates around my chest. I need to come before I fucking pass out from trying. “ Cailín dáigh ,” I grunt, pulling out of her. “Suck your sweet pussies from my cock.”

Vic eagerly follows my command, dropping to the floor beside me and taking my cock into her mouth. She laps at me with her tongue as she bobs her head over my length—taking more each time. I curl my fingers in a trembling Elena as Vic swallows me down and presses her lips to the skin around the base of my shaft.

Holding the back of her head, I let her set the pace. Not that it matters. I’m seconds from spilling down her throat. Elena comes again, clenching around my fingers as Vic hollows her cheeks, and my cock grows more rigid, spasming in her mouth as I shoot my release over her tongue with an animalist roar.

I come so hard that the searing pain in my flank causes my vision to blacken around the edges. Abruptly, I pull my fingers from Elena’s cunt and fist the couch cushion between her splayed legs for balance.

Staring up at me with concern, Vic lets my softening cock slip from between her lips. “You okay?”

“Yes.” I nod, carefully climbing onto the couch beside an already groggy Elena. She curls up beside me, laying her head on my bare thigh as Vic takes a seat on the other side of me and nuzzles against my chest. “I’ve fucking missed this. The three of us,” I confess, my hands roaming over them both as I wince. “I’d endure so much more than a little pain for the pleasure of being with both of you.”