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“He has two fingers—”

“Three,” Axon clarified.

“—inside me. He’s found…oh god, he’s found my g-spot and I’m going to cooooomme!”

Her back arched and her eyes fell closed. I watched as her skin flushed. First her cheeks, then it moved down her neck and onto her chest. It spread to her breasts

even, matching the pretty shade of her tight nipples. I loved them bare, free from any adornment.

When she was sated, her breathing still coming in hot little pants, she lay replete, wilted and the corner of her mouth tipped up. A very satisfied expression. Yet her eyes were still closed. Axon sat back on his heels.

“More,” she breathed. “I am so ready for more.”

I flicked my gaze to Calder’s. “Do you have the supplies Goran gave us?”

His reply was a grin and quick nod, moving to his pile of clothes to grab it.

“You’re not ready to take all of us yet, mate.”

She looked to me. “I am.”

I arched a brow. “Do you want a spanking for being contrary or do you want me to fuck you?”

“First off, you know I like it when you spank me.” She bit her lip for a moment, as if thinking. “But you know I want you inside me more.”

“Excellent answer.”

Gripping her hips, I spun her about as I settled onto my back, her on top of me. Instinctively, she brought her knees to either side of my hips, straddling my waist.

“Zed!” she cried, the quick movement startling her.

“You’re all soft and wet because of that orgasm, aren’t you?”

She nodded.

“Then you’ll take my cock easily.”

Hands still on her hips, I lifted her up, settled her on me and pulled her down, slow, but insistent, until she sat once again on my thighs. This time, I was buried to the hilt.

I hissed and Violet’s hands settled on my chest as she groaned.

“Good girl. You might be wet for my cock, but you’re not ready for Calder’s.”

He moved behind her and I spread my legs wide to give him room.

“Goran gave us a little gift as thanks.”

Calder held the small glass vial around her body so she could see it. “Oil to prepare your ass for my cock.”

As Calder removed the stopper and drizzled some onto the tips of his fingers, Violet looked at me and asked, “Goran’s thank you present was lube?”

The scent of almonds merged with the earthy scent of loam and trees.

Her fingers curled against my chest as Calder touched her back entrance. “Oh god,” she breathed.

I lifted my hips, fucked into her. “Like that?”

She bit her lip, nodded.


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