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let harm come to her.
    Avery giggles as I move with her and it calms my thoughts, that empty feeling rotting out the inside of my stomach melts away and is dusted with her warmth once again. To know I bring her any type of joy is worth the restrictive control I have to show, suppressing my true feelings for them. Each time I feel her, every time I see him vulnerable, I get a little deeper in with the both of them. I’m probably too much of a bastard to have a heart worth filling, but they make me want it full.
    I quickly shoot 2 a grin, then toss her easily on the bed. Avery bounces slightly on her side, squealing in surprise. He chuckles at me, playing with her while prowling toward her, like she’s his last meal.
    Experiencing his body in these angles like this have me gripping my dick savagely. Fuck, he’s amazing. The back muscles on him alone are enough to make me want to smack his ass a few good times.
    “Turn her, brother, and get those panties off,” I order gruffly, swallowing down the need to tell him to lie beside her so I can have them both the way I really want them—eating her out like it’s my fucking dying wish, alongside of fucking him crazily.
    2 Piece listens, pulling her pink thong down her thighs with his teeth. He tosses the underwear at me and I catch them, bringing the exquisite material to my nose before tossing them over with my pants. Avery smells so goddamn delicious. I need to taste that sweet cunt of hers.
    “It’s been awhile, Ares. What do you want first?”
    I lick my lips, staring at his mouth. If he only knew I wanted him on his knees, with my cock shoved halfway down his throat, he wouldn’t be asking.
    “I wanna eat her cunt, you?”
    Avery squirms, rubbing her legs together. “I’m completely okay with that idea,” she interrupts and I silently chuckle.
    “Aww, shorty, you bein’ cute, huh?” 2 Piece cocks his eyebrow at her, then turns to me. “Maybe we should spank her?”
    “Get four belts,” I tell him.
    “I don’t have four belts, man.”
    I strip my belt out of my pants and then go to his jeans, doing the same. Walking back to the bed, I notice her mouth parted, she has quick little bursts of air coming out.
    I know she heard me jingle the belts when I was undoing our wallet chains next to them. Her mind has to be racing inside, wondering what we’re going to do with the belts. I wonder if she thinks I’m gonna hit her with them. I might pop her lightly with one sometime if we reach that level, but she’s not ready for that yet.
    Shrugging, I hold up the belts that I was able to collect. “It’s all good. We’ll make these two work.”
    “Umm, what exactly are you doing with the belts?” She stutters out, her voice edgy.
    2’s head turns toward her swiftly as he chastises her. “Shorty, you know I want you quiet when we’re in here.”
    Avery takes a deep breath, drawing in a little dose of courage. That’s just one of the many reasons why I want her so badly. She’s always so fucking brave, no matter what it is. She faces shit when she needs to and doesn’t back out. She’s a little fighter inside, just like I’ve always been.
    Tossing 2 Piece a belt, I nod at his side so he’ll know where to attach it. We tie each of her ankles to the metal footboard. Avery made him get a fancy iron bed, and it’s ‘bout time we put it to its real use. I should have already had her fine ass tied to it. I’ll remedy that and initiate things sooner next time if needed.
    “Hold her hands. I don’t want any interruptions,” I bark.
    2 Piece moves to the top of the bed, sitting on the pillows and holds her wrists together above her head. His cock bobs, ready to play.
    Her pussy lips glisten as they’re spread before me like it’s a fucking Thanksgiving dinner, and I finally get to have some dessert. I climb on the bed over one of her legs, until I’m resting between her thighs, right where I want to be.
    “That’s some pretty pink you have here,