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us.”
    He held her gaze as he thrust back into Declan. The wolf groaned, and Carlos wondered if Sunny knew it didn’t matter if the sound was borne of pain or pleasure. She needed to understand that he was the most dominant male in the room. That he was responsible for the lives, the pain and the pleasure, of the two people he intended on taking into his care.
    He watched her as he fucked Declan. Freshly scrubbed from her shower, she wore an expression of both delight and embarrassment, but was poised for flight. She had on short cut-off sweats and a tight tank top without a bra, and as she watched them her nipples turned to hard points.
    He leaned over Declan’s back to speak close to his ear. “Look at her. She’s turned on, watching us.”
    Declan moved into the next thrust, taking Carlos farther into his ass, and lifted his head to look at Sunny. When he looked over his shoulder to meet Carlos’s gaze, his question was easy to guess. Was he allowed to make demands of Sunny? He nodded his approval, and Declan turned back to Sunny.
    “Take your clothes off and join us, baby.”
    She shook her head but didn’t budge. “Not a good idea.” Carlos could see her struggle clearly on her face. She wanted to say yes. He wasn’t sure what was holding her back.
    “Come on, kitten,” he cajoled softly. “Think of how good we can make each other feel.”
    He thrust hard against Declan as he spoke, and the man’s hungry moan filled the air. Carlos kept his gaze on Sunny, saw her eyes flash, seeming to change colors for a moment, before she pulled off her tank and shimmied out of her shorts.
    She stood frozen, watching as Declan took him deep. Carlos slid one hand up his back, moved it around the front of his throat, and splayed his fingers. Sunny’s gaze went hot and cloudy as she watched.
    “Sit right there, kitten.” She cautiously moved a little closer, then sat, cross-legged in front of them. Carlos smiled. “That’s right. Right there. Touch yourself, kitten. Show us what you like.”
    She trembled and bit her bottom lip. He could see the indecision warring with desire on her face, and wondered briefly why she was fighting it so hard.
    “Start with your breasts, baby. Touch your nipples for me,” Declan ordered.
    She lifted her hands to cup her breasts. Kneaded them, cupping them a moment before sliding her fingers in and taking her nipples between them. Her eyes slid closed when she squeezed them, harder than he would have expected, turning them a bright red that begged to be suckled.
    Her head fell back, wet hair clinging to her skin, and her breath raced. Her heart thudded a fast rhythm that called to him. More. He wanted more.
    “Now your cunt, kitten. Fuck yourself for me. For us.”
    Her head lifted, eyes snapped open to focus on them. She released one nipple, slid her hand slowly down her torso, over her belly, and finally between her glistening folds. She thrust two fingers in and cried out. Watching her pleasure herself pushed a button in him he hadn’t realized he had. He thrust harder, felt the tingling begin at the base of his spine that signaled his coming orgasm. The more rapt her expression, the more he reached for his own release, and he didn’t do it gently. Didn’t have the control left.
    He was vaguely aware of Declan’s throat convulsing beneath his grip. Knew he was close too. He moved his hand from Declan’s neck to his cock, squeezed and pumped it as he pumped into his ass. They spilled at the same time, the orgasm so intense that for a minute, he was unaware of anything around him.
    When he came back to his senses, he saw Sunny still working her hand against her pussy. Her head was back, her pelvis moving while she moaned. She was beautiful. Declan had rolled away but reentered with a bowl of soapy water and a washcloth. Carlos took them both and quickly cleaned himself. With one last cry, Sunny’s body clenched tightly and she came, sprawling back on the floor.
    She looked over