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My pussy is throbbing, my thighs slick. I feel like I might fucking explode if they don’t fuck me right now.

He bites my lip, making me gasp. “You’re damn fucking right we’re yours,” he breathes out heavily, staring down at me with a fierce gaze. “We have been for years and we will be until the day we fucking die.”

His words hit me right in the heart and tears sting the back of my eyes.

They love me. They want me. And I’m done fighting it.

Shepherd grabs a handful of my hair, yanking my head to the side. He bites down hard, making me cry out as a burst of pleasure causes my eyes to roll back and my thighs to clench. “Mine.” His voice is husky, thick with need. He sucks on my neck before kissing it.

“Tell us what you want, Cove.” Maverick’s voice pulls me from my lust haze.

“You,” I breathe out. “I want you.”

“What do you want from us?” Saint adds.

“Your cocks,” I whine. “Fuck me. Please.” I will get down on my knees and fucking beg them if I have to.

“Not until you tell us what you really want,” Shepherd murmurs against my throat before going back to peppering open-mouth kisses to my skin that have my body threatening to turn to goo.

“I want you,” I whimper. “All of you. I want you to be mine, for me to be yours. I want a life with you. I want to have your babies. Please, fuck me. Put a baby in me. I beg you.” I feel delirious, this strange franticness clawing at my insides.

“Our fucking pleasure,” Maverick practically purrs, making my pussy weep.

The three of them work together to strip me of my clothes. They take turns touching me and tasting me. One takes my lips, as the others touch my breasts, sucking on my nipples.

When I feel fingers sliding through the mess between my thighs, my knees buckle, and I let out a sob.

Strong arms hold me up, pinning me to their body as they work their fingers in and out of me.

I close my eyes and let myself get lost in the feeling of their touches, let them do whatever they want to me now that all the fight in me is gone.

Maverick scoops me up into his arms and carries me out of the room, the other two following behind.

The lights flick on, and I see that we’re in a room that I’ve never been in before. I take it in, and a rush of excitement rushes through me. There’s chains hanging from the roof, and a bed off to the side. Is this a sex dungeon?

There doesn’t seem to be much else, and the guys don’t seem like the BDSM type.

“Grab the ropes,” Maverick commands, catching my attention.

Ropes? Holy fuck, are they going to tie me up?

Maverick turns, and that's when I see a table.

He sets me down on it and takes a step back.

There’s a sinister smile on his face that has my heart racing. This, this is what I wanted, what I’ve been waiting for.

Their darker side, the one that matches mine.

“What are you going to do with me?” I ask, my chest rising and falling quickly with every breath.

“Whatever the fuck we want,” he chuckles. “We’re going to tie you up like a fucking roasted pig while you lay there like the good little whore you are. You’re going to let us take turns with you, use you, and fucking own you. Isn’t that right, Little Bunny?”

“Yes,” I moan like the slut I know I am.

Saint comes back with red ropes, holding them up with a smirk that has my pussy throbbing. “This is going to be fun.”

I yelp as a hand grabs my hair, yanking my head back and making me fall against the table. “I can’t wait to see those pretty tears spill for me as I stuff that sinful fucking mouth with my cock,” Shepherd growls, his dark eyes filled with promise.