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Sawyer laughs at that. “It’s a good idea. We’ll bring you food and water, and just have you riding one of our cocks all the time.”

I moan because in the moment, it sounds like a good idea.

“Full and dripping with our cum,” Lennox grits out. “Every hole used for our pleasure. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

I nod as much as I can, letting them see how much this affects me. My body is a long line of tension, threatening to snap from how turned on I am. I’m so close to falling apart, teetering on the edge of it now.

“We’re never letting you go again,” Sawyer pants. “If we fight, we’re gonna work it out because you’re ours. We missed you too damn much to let you go.”

His brothers voice their agreement to that, and the promise in it sings in my heart. Somehow that makes this even better.

“Fuck,” Rhett hisses. “Your mouth, Tink. I’m gonna come.”

“Right behind you,” Sawyer says.

Lennox just groans, but I can tell from the way he’s fucking into my hand that he’s right there too.

So I move faster, bucking back between Rhett and Sawyer and jerking Lennox off. My movements aren’t in sync because I’m so close myself, but that doesn’t matter. The room is filled with the slick, wet sounds of this, and it just adds to everything already crashing down on me.

“Come on, baby,” Sawyer says. “I can feel how close you are. Come—fuck—come with us. Let us feel you fall apart.”

I don’t need to be told twice. He thrusts in hard once more, his cock slamming right into the spot that makes me howl around the cock in my mouth.

That sparks my orgasm, and it hits me like a ton of bricks. Pleasure rips through me, and I have to pull off Rhett’s cock to breath. And to scream.

“Ohfuck!Oh my—” I scream all three of their names in turn, caught up in a haze of emotions and sensations more intense than anything I’ve ever felt. “I love you. I love you, I love you.” It spills out of me like I’m desperate for them to know it, and I end up in a trembling heap, trying to breathe.

All three of them pull away from me, jerking their cocks hard and fast.

Lennox and Rhett are still in front of me, and I lift my head as they start to come, letting the hot, sticky ropes of it splatter across my face and chest. Sawyer curses and finishes across my back and my ass.

It feels like being marked as theirs, anointed in a way. I can smell the musk of it, feel the heat, and I feel complete in this moment. Totally theirs in a way that can’t be changed.

I also feel completely exhausted. I collapse on the bed, still gasping for air, and the three of them stand over me, taking in the mess they made of me.

“You look like a perfect slut,” Sawyer says, lips curling in a smile. “Ourslut.”

“It’s a good look,” Lennox agrees. “Filthy, marked up.”

Rhett leans down and grabs my ass, still red and bruised and now streaked with cum. “We did a good job,” he says.

“I like it,” I tell them. “I like knowing I’m yours like this.”

We all need some time to come down after that, but eventually Lennox goes to get some wet cloths to clean me up with. Rhett and Sawyer clean themselves up, and then Rhett has me turn over onto my front so he can soothe lotion over the sting on my ass.

“This is going to last so nicely,” he says, sounding proud of his handiwork. “You’re going to remember it every time you sit down for a while.”

I bite my lip as a grin spreads across my face. I don’t have any complaints about that.

They all pile into the bed around me once things are clean, and I nuzzle into the warmth of them, happier than I’ve been in a very long time.

“I’m sorry,” I say into the quiet of the bedroom. “For not giving you the benefit of the doubt. Rhett was right. I believed those things about myself, so I didn’t really question if you would say them.”

“It’s okay,” Lennox says. He strokes a hand down my arm. “I know how easy it is to believe the worst about yourself. And to think everyone around you feels the same way.”

We share a look of understanding.

“But you know now, right?” Sawyer cuts in. “That we only think you’re wonderful?”