Page 77 of Jax & Knox

"Gonna fill you up," he groans. "Gonna breed you. Gonna make you ours in every fucking way."

"Yes," I moan. "Yes, please."

Knox's hand slides down my body, his fingers finding my clit, and I shatter.

I come so hard I can't breathe, my body convulsing around Jax's cock.

He follows me over the edge, spilling inside me with a groan.

When he pulls out, Knox takes his place, sliding inside me before I've even caught my breath.

"My turn," he growls, his hands gripping my hips. "Gonna make you come again, baby. Gonna make you scream."

He fucks me hard and fast, his cock driving into me with brutal precision.

Jax's hands are on my breasts, his mouth on my neck, his voice in my ear.

"You're so beautiful like this," he murmurs. "Taking Knox's cock. Taking everything we give you. Such a good girl for us."

Knox's hand slides between us, his fingers circling my clit, and I'm climbing again, impossibly.

"Come for me," Knox commands. "Come on my cock, Ainsley."

I do.

I come so hard I black out for a moment, my entire body shaking.

Knox follows me, spilling inside me with a roar.

When he pulls out, they both collapse beside me, their hands still on me, their breathing ragged.

"You okay?" Jax asks, brushing my hair back from my face.

I nod, unable to speak.

Knox pulls me against his chest, his hand stroking my back. "You did so good, baby. So fucking good."

Jax presses a kiss to my shoulder. "You're ours now. Completely."

"Completely," I whisper.

And I mean it.

Owen wakes up about an hour later, his happy babbling echoing through the house.

I'm still lying in bed, wrapped in a sheet, my body sore and satisfied.

Jax gets up first, pulling on his jeans and heading to Owen's room.

Knox stays with me, his hand tracing lazy patterns on my back.

"You okay?" he asks quietly.

"Yeah," I say, and I mean it. "I'm good."

"Good," he says, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

Jax comes back with Owen on his hip, and the sight of them together makes my chest ache.