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His free hand didn’t stop, though—he wrapped it under my tit, squeezing it, kneading it like he wanted to mark every inch.
“You like that?” Liam muttered against my skin. “You like us using your fat tits?”
“Yes—fuck—yes!” I cried, my back arching, pressing my chest into his mouth and my pussy harder onto Jace’s hand.
“Thought so,” Jace muttered, smirking as his thumb slammed into my clit while his fingers fucked me mercilessly.
Liam’s teeth grazed my nipple again, this time tugging, stretching it until I screamed his name.
“She’ll come just from her tits and fingers,” Liam said, his voice full of dark amusement.