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I whimper, heart racing so fast I might pass out.

Yes. I want that. I want everything they’re about to do to me and more.

The three of them work together as they bind me in ropes. I’ve never been tied up like this. The idea of being confined with no way to escape if I needed to was terrifying. To have myself open and vulnerable like that was something I never trusted Ronny with. And I’m glad I never put that thought into his head or gave him the idea that this was something I might want to try because I can’t think of what he could have done to me if he were to have me at his mercy like that.

I close my eyes, pushing the thoughts of my past away and putting all my attention on the three men here with me, the ones who own my heart. I’ve never been one to trust easily, but with these three—some way, some how—I know in my soul I can trust them. That knowledge alone makes me want to cry.

Despite what is about to happen, they’re gentle when tying the ropes. When they’re done, my legs are bound together, my arms pinned behind my back.

The pose I’m in puts me in the best position to take them in every hole.

I’m on my knees, body folded over so that my face is pressed against the soft foam coating the top layer of the table.

I’ve never felt so open and exposed in my life.

“Look at her,” Maverick growls, the low husky tone going right to my clit. “Have you ever seen anything so fucking beautiful?”

“Never,” Saint answers.

“The things we could do to her,” Shepherd groans. “She’s a fucking vision. A dream come true.”

My body flushes at their praise, my nipples turning into stiff peaks.

I lift my head, wanting to see him, but the table top spins, turning me around.

Is this table one giant lazy susan?

My ass and pussy are exposed to them, and I try to look over my shoulder again but whimper in frustration when I can’t see them.

The table turns, giving me a view of all of them, and I frown.

“What’s wrong, Bunny?” Saint asks.

“You’re all dressed,” I huff. “How is that fair?”

Maverick lets out a throaty chuckle that makes my pussy slicken. They’re going to kill me, I know it. But fuck, it’s going to be the perfect way to go. A sweet, agonizing torture.

“Needy little thing, isn’t she?” Saint’s chuckle has a cruel bite to it, making me shiver. He grabs the hem of his shirt and pulls it off over his head. My eyes greedily take in his chest, and I groan.

My eyes follow as his hands move to his jeans next, and I lick my lips, watching him undress.

“Like what you see, Little Bunny?” Maverick asks as I watch Saint kick his jeans to the side. He stands before me, fully naked, his hand wrapped around his thick cock. My mouth waters, eager to get my mouth on it. I want to taste him.

“Look at her,” Shepherd chuckles. “She’s fucking salivating for your dick. Such a needy little cock slut.”

Shepherd is the next to undress, my gaze glued on him now. He grins, enjoying every moment of my attention. “You want us so fucking bad, don’t you, Bunny?” he groans as he strokes himself, eyes heavy-lidded. “Do you have any idea what we’re about to do to you?” he asks, stepping forward.

He crouches down, getting eye level with me. “We’re going to use you so fucking good, fill you up over and over again until you’re used, little cunt is spilling with our seed. You’re ours to use, Cove. Our dirty little sex toy. You like that, don’t you?” He cups my face, petting me like a good girl. “You want to be used?”

“Yes,” I mewl, my breathing starting to quicken.

My head is dizzy with arousal, my body vibrating with need. They’re taking their time but all I want is their hands and mouths on me and their cocks inside me. It’s pure fucking torture. I don’t want to be edged or teased. I want it hard, rough, and fast.

“Please,” I whimper, not above begging.

“Please what, beautiful?" Maverick asks. My eyes dart over to him. He’s shirtless now, his dark hair hanging loose. I don’t answer him, fixated on the way his thick fingers work at his jeans.

I make a pathetic sound when I see his hard, heavy cock spring free. I forgot how big he is. My pussy clenches partly in fear because I know that thing is going to rip me in half, and part anticipation because I can’t wait to feel the burn.