Page 207 of Pucking Them

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When he still manages to hold himself back from coming, I reward him by cupping his balls and stroking.

When I swing him faster onto my cock, he moans in pleasure.

“Will you kiss him for me?” I ask D’Angelo.

I am desperate to reward Shay for how well he is doing but don’t want to pull out of Eden’s hold.

D’Angelo smiles. “I can do more than that, cara mia.”

He kisses me with a passion that takes away my breath. His eyes glint behind his mask. Then he turns to Shay and cages him, as I continue to piston into him.

“My perfect Omega.” D’Angelo kisses Shay with a sweetness that catches Shay off-guard.

“Darlin’.” He stares at D’Angelo with awe.

“My cucciolo.”

Then D’Angelo lowers his head and like a true lion bites Shay — not sweetly at all — on his collarbone.

Shay yells, but his cock jumps in my hand.

“Harder,” Shay hisses.

D’Angelo obliges him, savaging down his chest with bites in a primal claiming.

I spark with anticipation, when Eden lowers his mouth to my neck.

Is he going to bite?

Ecstasy is already slamming through me on every thrust into Shay. I am pushing both of us inexorably toward the edge.

Instead of biting me, Eden kisses me. I jolt, when I realize that he’s kissing the shape of a heart.

This bond between my three men is what I need to feel safe.

Adored.

Seen.

Sometimes, I can be the pet, but when I need to be the one in control, I have Shay asmy pet.

Either way, I always hold the power.

Under Wilder, I lost my own sense of self, strength, and independence.

Now, I have reclaimed them.

I have won.

“Come.” I twist my hand around the head of Shay’s sensitive cock in the way I know he loves.

I drag him by the swing firmly onto my knotted cock.

Shay shakes, rattling the swing, and unravels.

“Robyn, fuck,love…” He comes, spurting over my hand.

Delighted, I continue to fuck him through it, as suddenly pleasure hits me, hard and fast.

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