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The other two appear in front of me and my mouth waters with a hunger that's almost violent.

He pushes a finger inside me from behind and I cry out. Two fill my pussy in the same breath and the sound I make is not dignified. This is too much, it’s all new but somehow I just know I need more.

“Look at our little slut taking everything we give her.”

I moan before I can stop myself.

I love dirty talk in the books I read but I didn’t expect to enjoy it in real life.

I reach out, no thought, no hesitation and wrap my hand around the one in front of me. A surge of confidence flows through me and my rational mind takes a back seat as I run on instinct. He groans like it's been punched from somewhere deep. I hold the other one's gaze and open my mouth.

He doesn't make me ask twice.

The moment he fills me I stop thinking entirely. My hand is full. My mouth is being used. Every part of me is claimed and stretched and theirs. It is too much and nowhere near enough at the same time. I am coming apart and I don’t want to be put back together.

The orgasm builds like something catastrophic, a wave gathering dark and massive on the horizon. Patient and inevitable, waiting until I have absolutely nothing left before it finally breaks and takes everything with it.

CHAPTER SIX

DUKE

The feeling of her hand wrapped around me is indescribable.

She shouldn't feel this good.

After everything this bitch did, her touch should repulse me. We’ve spent years rotting on this island because of her and her fucking lie.

The sight of her working Jaq over while Gus’s fingers fill her ass and cunt has me fighting back my release with everything I have. Gus withdraws his fingers without warning and she falters. Jaq doesn't allow it. His fist knots in her hair and he takes over, fucking her face with the kind of savagery that shows his hate. The sight of him unhinged and unrestrained has her grip on me turning reflexively tighter and I clench my teeth against a groan.

The sounds she makes, the gagging, the choking, the desperate attempts to breathe are fucking perfection. She may be a virgin but the bitch has skills.

She was made for this shit.

If only her father could see his little princess now, servicing the needs of his fucking enemies.

Gus rocks back on his heels and frees himself, spits into his palm and uses it to slick himself up. I lean over her and part her ass cheeks for him, watching his eyes through the glass of his mask. The hunger there is ancient and specific. This isn't just want, it's a reckoning.

All of this is what she earned for her fucking lie!

“Fuck. Take Daddy’s cock like a good slut.” Gus's voice fractures as he pushes forward. she screams long and raw, her grip on me turning punishing. I groan through clenched teeth. His eyes begin to roll back the deeper he goes and I understand it. I want to be exactly where he is. I want to bury myself in her and not stop until she understands what two years of nothing feels like.

“Stop!” she screams.

Jaq catches her chin, tips her head until she has no choice but to look at him.

“Never,” he snarls.

“So tight.” Gus grinds the words out through locked teeth. She's trembling now, whimpering with every breath, but nothing she does will change what we have planned. This is her life now. Every part of her, open to us, whenever we want it.

“Spit in my hand.” Jaq's voice is flat and absolute. She obeys, and I watch him use it against her in the most degrading way he can manage as he smears it all over her face. Showing her, without words that she is beneath us, we are the kings and call the fucking shots.

She screams when Gus buries himself the rest of the way inside her little asshole. The sound shatters the night like broken glass and it’s fucking music to my ears.

I release her and pull back. Fist her hair instead and drag her head toward me. She doesn't wait to be told, she runs her nose along my length and moans before taking me into the back of her throat. The sound that escapes me is not dignified.

I want to fuck her face so hard it shatters.

She works between the two of us. Stroking and sucking, switching between us, every moan sending vibrations through me that make coherent thought impossible.