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crammed a gel-coated finger into her rectum. Evan let go as Clay pulled his fingers out
and positioned the head of his dick at her opening. He framed her hips with his hands
and shoved forward.
 Holy fuck. Clay sucked air into his burning lungs as his crown squeezed past the
tight ring of muscle.
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 Clay, now, Lindsey breathed, head thrown back.  Fuck my ass now. Hard and
deep and now!
Clay ignored her plea and eased forward. Sweat trickled down his back. Blood
roared in his ears. His heart hammered. He gripped the base of his cock and inhaled a
deep breath. God, she was blazing hot and so fucking tight.
Evan began thrusting and Clay couldn t resist the call to reciprocate the sizzling
friction. Their practiced precision always paid off and he wanted Lindsey to reap the
rewards along with them. Drawing back, he waited for Evan s retreat then sank deep.
A gasp escaped her lips.  Oh, my God, yes. Fuck me. Fu 
Evan s mouth slanted across hers. Teeth clinked and tongues collided as she opened
her mouth to him. Stalling mid-thrust, Clay s gut wrenched with jealousy even as lust
thickened his blood.
And it wasn t just the Dom in him. He and Evan had shared dozens of lovers,
kissing had never been taboo. In fact, watching a kiss was like watching two mouths
fuck and was always part of the titillation.
Yet Clay wanted to yank Lindsey up by her arms, tear her lips from Evan s and
claim them for himself. Claim her. Mine.
Instead, he tamped down the jealous demon sharpening its claws on his soul and
waited for the right moment. He wanted Lindsey to experience the ultimate orgasm.
And as lead, it was his job to make sure they all did.
Taking up the rhythm Evan had set, Clay pulled out and drove in. Out, in. The tight
walls of her dark passage milked his cock. Evan s shaft worked against his through the
thin barrier.
Lindsey turned her face from Evan s, breaking the kiss.  Please& I& need& 
Evan threw his head back and rammed his cock deep, shouting his release.
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 Come, Lindsey. Clay let go of Lindsey s hips, grasped her above the elbows and
hauled her arms back, knowing that, arched as she was, the chains connecting the clit
and nipple clamps would trigger her orgasm.  Come now.
A sob escaped her throat. Her inner muscles convulsed. He drove in again, his cock
shoving Evan s against her G-spot. She shuddered. Clay continued to thrust, wanting to
extend both her pleasure and Evan s.
Clay s spine tingled. His balls drew close to his body. He couldn t hold on much&
Groaning, he sank balls deep, and cum streamed through his cock in pulsing hot
waves of pleasure. His chest expanded and contracted, oxygen feeding the fire of his
orgasm. The spasms went on and on and yet faded way too soon.
Slowly, he lowered Lindsey and followed her down, resting his head on her back
until his breathing evened. He felt Evan slip from her pussy and knew he needed to get
up, to take care of her. Take the clamps off. But damn, he wanted to stay inside her
forever.
She moaned as Clay slid his cock from her ass. He collapsed beside them, and her
eyes fluttered open to stare at him, contentment and something else shining through
their glazed blue depths. His stomach knotted with a need to claim her again.
Rising to one elbow, he leaned in to possess her mouth with a fierce tenderness. She
was his. She d shown her submissive side, accepted the darkness inside him without
qualm, and she was his.
He nibbled her lips then lifted his head.  We need to get those clamps off.
Shifting to the edge of the bed, Clay removed the condom, dropped it on the floor
to take care of later. He turned back just as Evan lowered her to the mattress between
them. Together, he and Evan removed the wrist, ankle and thigh cuffs.
 This is going to hurt a little. Evan disconnected the two chains from each other
but left the one to the clit clamp alone.
She laughed.  As opposed to what?
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Clay unscrewed the clamp closest to him and released its hold on the reddened
nipple.
 Mmm& aah, shit. She reached for her breast, but he covered the bruised tip with
his mouth and sucked, massaging it with his tongue to ease the sting. Evan followed
suit.
Clay s cock stirred against her thigh as Evan drew on her tit. He wanted to fuck her
again. But he d pleasured her well today, and she d need some time to rest before he
could have her again.
Giving up his hold on her breast, Clay studied her face as it softened with the
pleasure of what he suspected were tiny residual sparks of orgasm. He smiled and
crawled between her thighs.
Evan lifted his head, waiting, as Clay lowered his to hover above her wet curls.
Without a word, he pinched open the clamp. She cried out as blood flooded the tender
kernel, and he closed his mouth over her pussy. He sucked hard and the bud pulsed
against his tongue. Fresh juices gushed from her slit onto his chin, and he quickly
lapped them up.
After the storm of her orgasm passed, Clay licked her one last time and sat up. His
cock bounced as he soaked in the sight of her, naked, flushed and sated. Her hair was
tangled, pale against the dark purple flowers on the sheets. Funny, he hadn t noticed
them before. He d been so intent on showing her what his world entailed and hoping
she could endure the consequences.
Who the fuck did he think he was kidding? He d known before he arrived at her
office she would accept whatever he offered with zeal, and that he would give her
whatever she wanted.
And something had changed during the last few hours. The women in his past
were only there for pleasure. But Lindsey held the promise of more than sex. He liked
her, wanted to be around her, get to know her. Maybe he could have it all.
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Lindsey lay still for a moment, savoring the last remnants of orgasm. Her body
sagged into the mattress, totally relaxed, sated beyond anything she d ever experienced.
Nothing her imagination could have conjured compared to what she d just shared with
Clay and Evan. The pleasure had been mind-numbing. The pain& purely pleasurable.
Damn, she couldn t wait to do it again.
With a contented sigh, she opened her eyes just as Evan rose from the bed and
headed for the bathroom. Clay knelt between her legs, a strange look on his face. And
not a happy one.
Oh, God, she d done something wrong. She bolted upright but only made it
halfway before every muscle in her body screamed. Wincing, she slowly sat up the rest
of the way, rolling her shoulders and tucking her chin to her chest to stretch her back.
 Don t move. Snatching a pillow off the floor, Clay crawled up beside her. He
propped himself against the headboard and gathered her onto his lap. His fingers dug
into her stiff neck muscles.  Damn, you re tight.
She scrunched her neck into her shoulders.  I ll bet you say that to all the women
you fuck.
The defense mechanism of witty banter was the only way she knew to hide her fear,
but his quiet non-response only heightened her anxiety.
 Lindsey? Was that the sound of a nervous man?
Oh, God, here it comes. He was going to tell her she failed.  Yeah?
The strong fingers kneading her arm slowed.  While this thing between us lasts,
you re mine. The only time you ll fuck another man is when I give permission.
Lindsey s heart pounded in her chest, and her lungs refused air. Was he saying
what she thought? They were a thing? Had a thing? A relationship? Was he
committing? Oh, she heard the while it lasts part, but she could work with that.
 Lindsey?
 What?
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