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The dull ache faded as I held myself open for him.

“Yeah,” he groaned, pushing my face into Gareth’s crotch again.

This was all so wrong it was right. Twisted in a way only we understood. I licked the wound I’d caused, tasting the metallic blood of my project while Ethan found his rhythm.

“Right there, baby. Gonna cum in your arse,” he grunted, gripping my buttocks as he plunged into me.

His roar was full of rage, and I took it all—his demons and mine. His movements faltered as his cock jerked inside me, then his hot cum flooded me. I settled my face against Gareth’s thigh, enjoying the feel of Ethan emptying himself into me.

His hands came to rest on my shoulders as I sagged against the table. He began to move again, slowly, as if driving his cum deeper. I could feel how open I was for him, how his cum let his cock glide in and out of me.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, reaching between my thighs and rubbing slow, small circles.

I’d never considered sex as beauty—just an itch to scratch.

But that was all before Ethan.

My dirty doctor.

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It took him several long moments before he stood upright behind me. I inhaled sharply as he began to pull out. Cool air rushed against my gaping hole as I tried to clench my muscles, his cum cascading down, dripping over my pussy and thighs.

His strong hands massaged my buttocks.

“What a pretty sight,” he murmured.

I didn’t move. I didn’t think I could. And that’s when I felt his tongue trace the inside of my thigh. My eyes flew open as I realised he was licking his own cum off me, working his tongue along the bumpy scarring, going higher and higher.

“Oh my god,” I whimpered as he reached my pussy.

His thumbs dug into my inner thighs, holding me open as his tongue worked the seam of me.

“Mmm,” he hummed.“I love the taste of us combined.”

I closed my eyes and sagged against Gareth’s hairy thighs.

What a night. I hadn’t even got to his lungs yet.

“Where’s the chisel?” I sighed.

He paused for a millisecond before continuing, lazily flicking his tongue along my pussy.

Round two first, then, and the lung extraction after.

Chapter 24

Ethan

The canvas was almost taller than Anne. I’d made the right call, placing the only camera I had in her studio. It seemed so long ago that I’d first read those murderous, cold eyes. Now they reminded me of priceless ice-blue gemstones.

For two days I’d been watching her. She’d gone home to work Gareth’s testicles and lung into the final painting for her exhibition.

Being home alone made me restless. I hadn’t enjoyed her sleeping in my bed at first, but now I missed her heat beside me. Missed sinking into her as she slept.

Eva was still in the basement, but she was a living corpse. Even if she weren’t, no woman could compare to my Anne.

Anne’s music began.