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His cock pluses inside me, filling me with his hot cum, coating me and marking me as his.

“I love you,” he whispers in my ear when he finally releases my shoulder, pressing a kiss to where I know he left teeth marks.

The idea of him marking me like that has my pussy clenching around his still hard cock, making him groan.

I want to say it back, but I don’t. Not yet. Not like this. Soon, though. But I do love him. I love all of them.

I’m being shoved forward again, the hands leaving my throat and cock slipping from my pussy.

The table turns again, but I can only lie there, dripping with cum, head spinning, body tingling with pleasure.

“You look so fucking hot like this,” Saint says, his hands gently caressing my back, making me shiver. “Your pussy used, filled with cum. Knowing that after tonight, one of us might have put a baby inside you makes me fucking feral, Pretty Girl.”

I tense up when I feel something brush over my asshole. “I want to mark you here,” he murmurs, his fingers sliding down to the cum spilling from my cunt. He gathers some with his fingers and slides them back up to my tight hole. “Can I?” he presses a finger inside me, making me gasp at the new sensation.

Anal isn’t something I’ve done before. And honestly, I’m glad. Ronny was a pussy-only man. At least he didn’t ruin this experience for me.

“Have you ever been fucked back here, baby?” Saint asks me, slowly pumping his finger in and out of me.

“N-no,” I whimper, gasping as he adds another finger. It feels odd, but so good.

I didn’t think it was possible for me to want more after cumming three times, but I do. I want Saint to fuck me, to fill me up.

But he wants my ass. Do I let him?

“Fuuuckk,” he groans, like the idea of my ass being untouched is the hottest thing he’s heard. “Please, baby. Please let me be the one to fuck this tight hole. Let me fill you up. I promise I’ll make you feel good.”

Something about his begging and being so eager to be inside me has me wanting to do whatever I can to please him.

“If you want it,” I moan as he curls his fingers. “Take it.”

“Jesus,” he curses. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

I whimper when his fingers leave my hole, so fucking needy still that it’s pathetic.

“Shhh,” he soothes, rubbing his hand up and down my arms. “Just relax. Breathe.”

I do my best to relax my body as he presses his cock against my hole. I try to open up for him, but fucking hell, I forgot how big he was.

My eyes squeeze shut, my fingers curling into a fist.

I can’t breathe, holding my breath as the pain consumes my body.

“I got you, Bunny.” Saint sounds like he’s holding back as he slowly presses inside me. “Damn it,” he grunts out. “So fucking tight.”

His fingers find my clit, and I gasp, my body relaxing as pleasure starts to mix with pain.

“That’s it. You’re doing so fucking good for me, baby. Look at you, you're taking my cock so good. So fucking good. Yes, that's it.”

I melt into the table, eyes rolling back as that burning need comes rushing forward again.

Saint works me over slowly, pressing in, pulling back, then pressing in more. “That’s it. You took all of me. Fuck, Cove, I wish you could see how your ass is swallowing my cock. God damn. Jesus, Bunny. You’re fucking perfect. So fucking perfect.”

He holds still, not moving, his cock stuffing me so full I feel like I can’t breathe.

“How are you doing, beautiful?” Maverick asks, my sweet, gentle giant, back.

I don’t open my eyes; I don’t think I could if I wanted to. “Good,” I moan. “I need more.”