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“Finn, harder.” My words are needy.

He sucks harder, making the tender flesh quiver in his mouth. There’s still a little pain from the clamps, but I’m desperate to feel him inside me.

“Please fuck me,” I whisper as he keeps sucking my nipple. “Finn, I need you.”

He chuckles and releases me. “Turn around.”

Holding me steady, he helps me turn around on my knees to straddle him facing out. He draws my hips down until I feel the head of his cock against my entrance.

I try to push back against him but he holds my hips.

“Not so fast, flower. We’ve got time before anyone realizes what we’re doing in here. I want to take you nice and slow until I need a change of pants from how much you’ve come on me.”

I groan. But he pulls me down slowly, easing into my tight pussy inch by aching inch, until he’s fully sheathed inside me. He draws my back against his chest and kisses the side of my neck.

He wraps his hands around to cup my breasts. One covered. The other bare.

“I could call Dante in here.”

My pussy clenches around his cock.

“You could take him in your mouth or he could suck these nipples until you explode.” Finn sucks on my neck and pinches my nipples, causing me to gasp. “Or maybe he’d just sit in that chair and watch me fuck you. See how I can make you come undone all on my own.”

I squirm, needing friction, needing him to fuck me. “Finn.”

“Or maybe you’d prefer Wyatt. To grab your hair and push so deep into your throat that you can barely breathe.” He wraps his hand around the front of my neck and squeezes ever so lightly, making my pants shallower.

“Finn, fuck me,” I gasp out. Need crawls over every inch of me.

“What about Drew?” Finn tightens his hold on my neck and slides his other hand down to tease my clit. “I get it. He’s easy. Good-looking. No baggage. It makes perfect sense why you’d want him. He’d call you his little whore and fuck your mouth.”

Finn pinches my clit and I shake with the need for release.

“Do you like being called a whore, flower? Being traded from man to man? Filled with our cum until it’s dripping out of your stretched-open pussy? Fucked in the ass while someone takes your mouth and your cunt at the same time? Do you want me to call you dirty? Do you want to be my slut?”

I lift slightly and slam down on his cock. Every word feels like an accusation. Like somehow he isn’t enough. That’s not fair. Not to either of us.

“I don’t want you to do what they do, Finn. I don’t need any of them to be here with you.” I lift up and push back down. My pussy quivers around him, so close to the edge. “I want you to fuck me. I want you to sneak into my bedroom at night and slip inside me, fill me with your cum, so the next morning I know you took me.”

His breathing grows harder as I continue to fuck him. His hand tightens around my neck, lighting sparks around the outside of my vision.

“I want to be helpless to you. For you. I want to fall into your green eyes and let you do what you want to my body. Take my breath. Take my pussy. Take my ass. I want you to take me, Finn.”

I slam down and stars sparkle on the edge of my vision as I come in a silent scream.

His hands slide down to my hips. He uses his strength to continue fucking me as I turn to liquid in his arms. His hips piston up to meet mine until he growls as he comes deep inside me.

I fall back against him. My legs spread over his as little aftershocks quake through my body. Our breathing slows down. It’s quiet otherwise, just me wrapped around him. He removes the belt and puts it to the side. His hands rub some feeling back into my arms.

I don’t want to move. Just stay like this, but we should get back to work.

“I know this is all a game we’re playing, flower.” He runs the back of his hand gently down my body. His cock is still hard inside me. “But if it weren’t, I never would have been the choice for you.”

There’s something vulnerable in those words. I felt it earlier too when he was talking about the others.

“Are you wondering if you’re a consolation prize?” I reach behind me and slide my fingers into his thick, dark hair.

“It’s not unreasonable. You’ve wanted Wyatt forever. Dante has hovered over you, protecting you just as long. Drew is new and exciting.”