I do entirely apologize for not posting any chapters in the last year. I regret to inform you that it was completely my doing and that I have no excuse for it so I apologize for my mistake. I have now presented you with two new chapters, both of which are from moments I should've gotten to shortly after they were posted but I was just a lazy son of a bitch. Thank you for your patience and I hope we enjoy more smuts to come.
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Naz trailed behind Bo with a measured pace, her gaze steady, her movements deliberate. The soft fabric of her underweave pressed against her skin, a faint reminder of just how little space separated her from temptation. The thought didn't unsettle her—it fueled her.
Her mind drifted briefly, not with a pang of longing but with the recollection of how Cameron had first entered her life. He wasn't like anyone else. A Jetii turned Mando'ade—a concept that should have been laughable, and yet he made it work. From the day he walked onto Mandalore, he'd challenged expectations. Bold, focused, and resolute, he'd proven himself to warriors who'd been raised on the edge of war. Naz had been one of them, skeptical at first, but Cameron had turned that skepticism into something else entirely.
It wasn't infatuation, she told herself. It wasn't about love, and it wasn't about soul-deep bonds. She wasn't here for something that heavy. Cameron wasn't a puzzle to unravel or a mountain to conquer—he was just…Cameron. And tonight, she wanted to indulge in that.
Bo, always confident, strode ahead with her usual unflappable energy. Naz's lips curled faintly, part smirk and part grimace. Bo had been with him already, and while Naz wouldn't admit it aloud, that knowledge played at the edges of her mind. But this wasn't about competition; it wasn't about claiming anything that wasn't hers. No, this was simpler.
Her footsteps slowed as she neared Cameron's door, memories of him fighting alongside her flickering unbidden to the surface. The Bando Gora ambush came to mind—the ferocity in his stance, the way his lightsaber moved like it had been made for him and only him. She'd seen the way he fought for her, for Bo, for their clan. There was trust there. Trust and something else she didn't want to define right now.
The soft hiss of the door brought her back to the moment. Cameron was inside, his silhouette sharp against the warm glow of his quarters. He didn't look surprised, though his dark eyes moved between Bo and her with that steady, unreadable intensity. The corner of his mouth quirked up, just slightly.
Naz met his gaze and let the silence hang between them. She wasn't one for theatrics, not like Bo, whose smirk and teasing words came effortlessly. But tonight wasn't about words, anyway. She wasn't here for promises or whispered sentiments. She was here to let her body do the talking, to burn off the energy that had been building every time she saw him train, fight, or even just exist near her.
The tension wasn't one-sided, and she could feel it as acutely as the heat rising in her cheeks. Her fingers brushed the edge of her underweave as she stepped into the room, her nerves replaced by the simple certainty of what she wanted. Cameron didn't move, didn't speak, but his eyes said enough.
Whatever came next wouldn't be about attachment. It wouldn't be about anything more than two friends who trusted each other enough to cross a line for the sake of shared need. And right now, that was all Naz wanted. Nothing more, nothing less.
Cameron's gaze lingered on Naz just a fraction longer than Bo, and the subtle curve of his smirk sent warmth rushing through her. She fought to keep her composure, her nerves sparking with anticipation. Sensing the hesitation in her, Bo moved forward, her steps bold and purposeful, exuding the confidence Naz often envied.
"Lady Bo-Katan, Lady Naz, how may I help you tonight?" Cameron's voice was smooth, teasing, with a flicker of amusement lighting his dark eyes.
Bo's expression tightened at the formal title, a sharp snarl escaping her lips. "Stop that," she snapped, closing the distance between them with that familiar predatory grace that always seemed to command a room. Before Naz could fully register the movement, Bo's hands gripped Cameron's robes, pulling them back to trap his arms. Then her lips crashed into his, fierce and unrelenting.
Naz watched, her heart racing as her eyes followed the swift exchange. There was something about the way Bo moved, kissed, claimed what she wanted with no hesitation. It made Naz's stomach twist—not with jealousy, but with a growing fire of her own.
Bo pulled back just as quickly as she'd closed in, her lips curving into a victorious smirk. "And yes, I want something," she said, her voice low and edged with challenge, "but I'm not the only one."
Naz caught Cameron's gaze again as it shifted to her, his eyes locking onto hers. Her throat tightened, but she held his stare, refusing to falter despite the wild flutter of her pulse. He arched a brow, his teasing tone slicing through the tension. "And how might I be of service, Lady Naz?"
The way he said it made her blush, but she squared her shoulders, stepping forward. Bo elbowed him in the side, drawing a grunt and a dry look from him, but Naz stayed focused, grounding herself in the moment.
She met his eyes, her voice steady despite the storm inside her. "You. I want you."
The rawness of her admission hung in the air, quiet but undeniable. Cameron's smirk deepened, his eyes tracing her form with an unspoken intensity that sent a shiver down her spine. For a split second, she thought she might falter under his scrutiny, but she held firm.
"And what of Kote Wrajud?" he asked lightly, though there was a subtle sharpness beneath the question.
Naz's jaw tightened. She wasn't going to let Kote's name ruin this moment. "I don't want him," she said simply, firmly. "My father called it off. The betrothal is done."
Her voice softened but didn't waver. "What I want is in front of me."
Cameron's brow lifted in a mix of surprise and approval. He stepped free of Bo's hold with effortless ease, and as he moved toward Naz, her breath hitched. The air between them was electric, charged with unspoken intent.
"Then who am I to deny your desire?" he murmured, his tone low, smooth, and inviting.
Naz barely had time to register the shift before his lips found hers. The kiss was everything she'd imagined—and more. It was demanding, intense, and utterly consuming. Her hands instinctively reached for his arms, gripping the strength beneath the fabric of his tunic as he pulled her closer, his fingers digging into her waist with just enough force to leave her breathless.
Bo's presence behind him didn't go unnoticed. Naz felt the heat of her breath against her ear as she whispered, "Prove to her that my tales of your prowess are true. Take us until neither can nor wants to walk from your room tomorrow."
The words sent a fresh wave of heat coursing through Naz, and she let out a small gasp as Cameron's lips left hers to trail along her jaw. Her fingers moved instinctively, tugging at the fabric of his tunic, desperate to feel more of him. The sound of the fabric tearing was met with a low chuckle from Cameron, but it did nothing to slow the eager movements of her hands.
Her thoughts blurred as his lips found the sensitive spot just below her ear, a soft whimper escaping her. She was dimly aware of Bo's hands moving to his belt, her movements practiced and sure. The redhead's confidence was palpable, and for a fleeting moment, Naz felt a pang of jealousy. But it was quickly replaced by a surge of determination. Tonight, she wouldn't let herself be overshadowed.
"I've waited long enough," Naz said, her voice steady despite the storm of lust swirling inside her. She met Cameron's gaze, her eyes blazing with a mix of desire and defiance. She wanted him to see her, to know that she wasn't here to play second to anyone—not even Bo.
Naz's breath caught as Cameron's hands grazed the zipper of her underweave, his movements slow and deliberate. The material clung to her, light but durable, its subtle sheen catching the warm glow of the lights in his quarters. The hum of the city outside the window was faint, a distant reminder of the bustling life on Mandalore, but in this room, it might as well not exist.
Cameron's eyes locked onto hers as he began to pull the zipper down, his touch sending shivers across her skin. The metallic sound of the zipper felt deafening in the quiet room, each inch it traveled exposing more of her body to his heated gaze. She swallowed hard, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths as he worked his way lower, the tension between them palpable.
Bo, now partially nude, leaned casually against the wall, her expression one of amused anticipation. She didn't say anything, letting her presence linger, but Naz could feel the heat of her gaze as it moved between her and Cameron.
The zipper reached her navel, and Cameron paused, his fingers lingering against her skin. "This weave," he remarked, his tone low and appreciative as he slid the material off her shoulders. "Sturdy, but…" He leaned forward, brushing his lips against her collarbone, "…delicate enough to feel everything beneath it."
Naz's lips parted, a soft gasp escaping her as his mouth followed the curve of her shoulder. His touch was unhurried, deliberate, as though he were savoring every inch of her exposed skin. The underweave slid further down, catching briefly against the swell of her breasts before slipping free.
Cameron's sharp inhale made her chest tighten, and when his hands came up to cup her, her breath hitched. "Beautiful," he murmured, his voice rough with desire as his thumbs brushed over her nipples. The sensation sent a spark of pleasure through her, and she arched into his touch, her hands instinctively finding his arms for support.
Behind him, Bo chuckled softly, her voice tinged with amusement. "She's sensitive, Cam," she teased, stepping closer. "You'll have her begging before you even reach her thighs."
Naz flushed at the comment, but the embarrassment was fleeting. Cameron's lips found the hollow of her throat, and all coherent thought left her as he began to kiss his way down. His mouth was warm, his tongue flicking out to taste her skin as he moved lower.
"Your turn to undress," Bo said, her hands slipping around Cameron's waist to unfasten his belt. The sound of the leather sliding free was barely noticeable over Naz's soft moans as Cameron's lips closed around her nipple.
"Oh, Manda…" Naz whimpered, her head falling back as his teeth grazed the sensitive bud. The sensation was intense, almost overwhelming, and when his other hand squeezed her breast, she bit her lip to keep from crying out.
Bo's voice was a low murmur near Naz's ear. "You're enjoying this more than you thought, aren't you?" Her lips brushed against Naz's temple, her teeth lightly nipping at the edge of her ear. "You wanted this. You wanted him. And now you have him."
Naz moaned, her fingers threading into Cameron's hair as he moved to her other breast, his tongue swirling around the peak before taking it into his mouth. Her legs felt weak, her body trembling as he worked her over with an expertise that left her breathless.
As the underweave finally slipped free from her hips, Cameron pulled back slightly, his eyes raking over her exposed body. "Nothing beneath?" he asked, his tone teasing as his gaze lingered on her thighs.
"I wanted to make it easy for you," Naz admitted, her voice barely audible as her cheeks flushed.
Bo chuckled, her fingers tracing a line down Naz's arm. "She's been waiting for this, Cam. Haven't you, Naz?"
Naz could only nod, her breath hitching as Cameron's hands slid over her hips, his fingers brushing against her bare skin with a touch that sent a shiver down her spine.
"Patience," Cameron murmured, his lips curving into a smirk as he began to trail kisses down her stomach. The tension in the room was electric, every touch, every sound amplifying the anticipation building inside her.
When his lips reached her hip, he paused, his hands gripping her thighs as he looked up at her. "Relax," he said softly, his voice carrying both reassurance and command.
Naz's heart pounded in her chest as she felt him shift lower, his breath warm against her skin. Bo leaned in close, her lips brushing against Naz's ear. "This is only the beginning," she whispered, her tone laced with promise.
Naz barely registered the softness of the bed beneath her as Cameron shifted between her thighs, his hands settling on her hips with a firm but tender grip. The air felt thick with anticipation, her body trembling as he leaned down, his breath warm against her bare skin. Every nerve in her body seemed to sing, her senses heightened in a way that left her breathless.
Beside her, Bo stretched out on the bed, her movements slow and deliberate. The redhead's eyes sparkled with mischief as she propped herself up on one elbow, her free hand reaching for Naz's. Their fingers intertwined, and the grounding pressure of Bo's grip helped to steady the storm of emotions swirling inside her.
"Relax," Bo murmured, her lips brushing against Naz's temple. "Let him show you."
Cameron's first touch was feather-light, a teasing caress that sent a shiver racing up Naz's spine. She gasped, her fingers tightening around Bo's hand as her thighs instinctively tried to close. Cameron's chuckle was low and warm, his hands holding her open as he pressed a soft kiss to her inner thigh.
The first brush of his tongue against her folds drew a broken moan from her lips. "Cameron…" she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
Beside her, Bo smirked, the sound of Naz's moan sending a thrill through her. "He knows exactly what he's doing," Bo whispered, her lips finding the curve of Naz's neck. She placed a slow, deliberate kiss there, her tongue tracing the faint sheen of sweat on her skin.
Naz's back arched as Cameron's tongue moved again, the slow, deliberate strokes sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. The pressure of his hands against her hips kept her grounded, but her body felt as though it might float away under the intensity of his attention.
Bo's lips trailed lower, brushing against the edge of Naz's jaw as her moans grew louder. "That's it," Bo murmured, her voice a mix of encouragement and satisfaction. She pressed a kiss to the sensitive spot just below Naz's ear, her teeth grazing the skin lightly. "Let him hear you."
Naz's grip on Bo's hand tightened, her breaths coming in shallow gasps as Cameron's tongue delved deeper. He moved with precision, each motion deliberate and calculated to draw the sweetest sounds from her lips. Her free hand found its way into his hair, her fingers tangling in the dark strands as she struggled to keep her composure.
"Oh, Manda…" she whimpered, her head turning to press her face into Bo's shoulder. Her thighs trembled against Cameron's hands, and she felt her body tightening in response to his relentless attention.
Bo chuckled softly, her lips brushing against Naz's ear. "You're so sensitive," she teased, her voice a low purr. "I knew he'd have you melting."
Cameron's pace quickened slightly, his tongue circling her clit with a skill that left her writhing beneath him. His fingers joined the effort, pressing gently against her folds before slipping inside. Naz cried out, her voice muffled by Bo's shoulder as the pleasure became almost too much to bear.
"Look at you," Bo murmured, her tone filled with both pride and desire. She tilted Naz's face toward her, their foreheads nearly touching. "You're beautiful like this."
Naz could only whimper in response, her body trembling as Cameron continued to work her over. The intensity of his touch, the heat of Bo's kisses, and the overwhelming intimacy of the moment left her utterly undone.
Cameron's grip on Naz's hips tightened, his fingers digging into her skin with a possessive force that sent a thrill shooting through her. His tongue pressed harder against her folds, the deliberate strokes turning into a fierce, relentless rhythm that had her crying out louder with each passing moment. Naz's hands gripped the sheets beneath her as her body arched, her moans filling the room in harmony with the wet sounds of his mouth on her.
Bo, lying beside her, let out a low, throaty chuckle as Naz's cries grew louder. The redhead's free hand slid down her own body, her fingers slipping beneath the hem of her underweave. Her breath hitched as her fingers found her own heat, and she began to move them in time with Naz's moans, the sound driving her desire higher. "Manda…" Bo whispered, her eyes flicking between Naz's writhing form and Cameron's focused movements.
"C-Cam…osik!" Naz stammered, her voice breaking into a sharp cry as his tongue swirled around her clit before dipping lower. The pressure of his lips and the flick of his tongue sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating through her body. Her hips bucked against him, but his firm grip kept her pinned in place, forcing her to take every relentless stroke.
Cameron groaned against her, the vibration of his voice against her sensitive flesh making her toes curl. His gaze flicked up, catching hers for a fleeting moment before he returned to his task with renewed vigor. Naz let out a breathless string of curses in Mando'a, her nails digging into the sheets as her body tightened, her release building rapidly.
And then it hit. Her back arched sharply as the first wave of her climax overtook her, a broken cry escaping her lips. Cameron didn't stop, his tongue and fingers working her through the peak as her body quivered beneath him.
"Oh…shab…Cam!" she gasped, her head falling back against the bed as her body sagged. But before she could catch her breath, his tongue pressed against her again, unrelenting.
"Doesn't stop, does he?" Bo teased, her voice husky with her own pleasure. Her fingers moved faster against herself as she watched Naz tremble beneath Cameron's ministrations. The sight of his hands gripping Naz's hips, his head buried between her thighs, was enough to drive Bo closer to the edge herself.
Naz whimpered, her body overstimulated as Cameron's mouth and fingers pushed her toward another peak. "Shabuir…kark!" she hissed, her thighs trembling as she felt the pressure building again.
Bo shifted, her free hand reaching out to lift Naz's head. The blonde's dazed, half-lidded eyes met Bo's as the redhead smirked down at her. "Look at him," Bo whispered, her fingers tightening in Naz's hair as she turned her face toward Cameron. "See how he devours you."
Naz's gaze locked onto Cameron, and the sight of him—his dark hair tousled, his eyes burning with an intensity that left her breathless—was enough to tip her over the edge again. Her second climax tore through her, her cries echoing off the walls as her body shook beneath his unrelenting touch.
Bo moaned loudly as she came as well, her fingers stilling for a moment before resuming their pace. She released Naz's head, letting it fall back against the bed as both women caught their breaths. But Cameron wasn't finished.
Naz's body was still trembling from the aftershocks when his fingers curled inside her, pressing against a spot that made her cry out. "Kriff! Cameron!" she whimpered, her voice desperate as he worked her closer and closer to a third peak. Her hips bucked against him, her body unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure despite her overstimulation.
Bo watched with unabashed delight, her fingers working her clit as her other hand slid over Naz's chest, teasing her breasts. "He's relentless," Bo murmured, her voice thick with arousal. "Isn't he, Naz?"
Naz could only whimper in response, her head tossing back and forth as the pressure in her core built to an unbearable height. Cameron's fingers quickened their pace, his mouth never leaving her clit as he pushed her higher and higher.
When her third climax hit, it was unlike anything she'd felt before. Her entire body seized, her back arching off the bed as a scream tore from her lips. Cameron's hands held her firmly in place as she shook beneath him, her body utterly overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure crashing over her.
As she came down from the high, her chest heaving and her body trembling, Cameron finally pulled back. His lips glistened, and his gaze was dark and satisfied as he looked up at her. Bo leaned over, pressing a kiss to Naz's temple as she whispered, "Told you he was worth the wait."
Naz could only nod, her mind too hazy to form words. Her body still hummed with the aftershocks of her release.
Cameron didn't move right away, his fingers curling tighter around Naz's trembling thighs as he shifted back, his dark eyes locking onto hers. His gaze was feral, hungry, and the weight of it made her breath hitch in her chest. The way his muscles tensed, the way his grip lingered on her hips—firm, possessive—it sent a thrill through her already oversensitive body. His lips twisted into a smirk, and the fire in his expression told her he wasn't close to done with her.
"For every three orgasms you have," he growled, his voice rough and dripping with dominance, "I'll have one. Fair trade, love?"
Naz's breathless laugh was shaky, her chest rising and falling with the effort. "Fair?" she managed, her voice cracking with exhaustion but tinged with amusement. "Feels like I'm the one winning."
Cameron chuckled low, the sound deep and vibrating through the air as his hands slid over her thighs to her hips. His nails scraped lightly against her skin, a teasing pressure that made her shiver. "Oh, you are," he murmured, his voice a mixture of amusement and promise. "But trust me, you'll thank me later."
Beside them, Bo smirked, her head resting lazily on her arm. Her fingers traced faint circles on Naz's shoulder as she tilted her head, her voice soft but laced with approval. "She's going to pay for it tomorrow, though," she said with a grin. "Can't walk when your legs are jelly."
Naz shot Bo a teasing glare before turning her attention back to Cameron. His hands pressed firmly into the mattress on either side of her, his large frame caging her in as he leaned closer. His breath was hot against her ear, his lips brushing just lightly enough to send a shiver down her spine. "I've always wanted to do this," he whispered, his voice low and full of promise.
Naz shivered at the words, her body responding instinctively as he pulled back just enough to let her see him. Her breath caught as she watched him free himself, the heavy length of him making her thighs tremble. He was thick, long, and glistening faintly from his earlier attentions to her, and the sight alone made her moan softly in anticipation.
Her fingers trailed up his chest, tracing the hard lines of his muscles as she smirked, despite the rapid beating of her heart. "You're going to ruin me," she teased, her voice sultry but trembling slightly with need.
Cameron's smirk darkened, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he positioned himself between her legs. "That's the idea," he murmured, his tone filled with intent. There was no room for misunderstanding. This wasn't going to be gentle; it was going to be everything.
Bo watched from her spot beside them, propping herself up on one elbow. Her smirk was lazy, satisfied, as she glanced between the two of them. "Take your time, Cam," she said, her voice low and smooth. "She's waited long enough."
Naz's heart pounded as she felt the blunt head of his cock brush against her folds, the warmth of him making her gasp. Her hands instinctively gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as he teased her, sliding against her slickness but refusing to push in.
"Cameron," she whispered, her voice trembling with desperation. "Please."
His eyes locked on hers, sharp and commanding, as he smirked. "You'll take me when I'm ready to give it to you," he growled, his tone sending a fresh wave of arousal through her. He adjusted her hips slightly, angling her just the way he wanted before slowly pressing forward.
The stretch of him was overwhelming, and Naz moaned loudly, her head falling back against the bed. His cock filled her inch by inch, the heat and pressure sending sparks through her already oversensitive body. Her nails dragged down his back, leaving faint red marks in their wake as she gasped. "Shab… so full," she whispered, her voice breathless.
Cameron didn't stop until he was fully seated inside her, the weight of him pressing her into the mattress. He paused there, letting her adjust, his hands caressing her sides almost mockingly as his thumbs brushed over her flushed skin. "You feel incredible," he murmured, his voice thick with restraint, though his dark eyes betrayed his simmering need.
Naz's hands slid up to his face, her fingers trembling as they cupped his jaw. She pulled him down for a kiss, her lips desperate and messy against his as her moans spilled into his mouth. When they parted, her voice was hoarse but steady. "Move," she whispered. "Please."
Cameron's smirk returned, a wicked glint in his eyes as he pulled out slowly, dragging against her sensitive walls before thrusting back in. The motion was deliberate, calculated, his hips snapping forward with a force that had her arching into him.
"More," she gasped after a few thrusts, her nails raking down his back. "Please, Cameron… more."
His pace quickened, his hips slamming into hers with precision and control. Each thrust drove her higher, the pleasure pooling deep in her core as the sound of their bodies meeting filled the room. Her moans grew louder, her cries raw and broken as she clung to him, her body trembling beneath his unrelenting pace.
Beside them, Bo chuckled softly, her hand brushing idly over her own skin as she listened to the crescendo of pleasure in the room. "You're taking her well, Cam," she murmured, her voice teasing but filled with approval. "But don't hold back. She can take it."
Cameron's eyes darkened further, and his grip on Naz's hips tightened bruisingly. He shifted his angle, his thrusts hitting deeper, harder, and the sudden intensity drew a sharp cry from her. Her thighs quivered around his waist, her body tightening around him as the sensations threatened to overwhelm her.
Her mind spiraled into incoherence, her thoughts dissolving into nothing but the raw pleasure of Cameron moving within her. His dominance, the weight of his body, the heat of Bo's gaze watching them—it all combined into a sensation she knew she'd never forget. And as the pleasure finally crested, ripping through her in waves, she knew this was exactly where she wanted to be.
Cameron's pace became deliberate, each thrust precise and deep, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through Naz's trembling body. Her head fell back against the mattress, her eyes squeezing shut as the tension coiled tightly in her core, building to an intensity that bordered on unbearable. His cock stretched her in ways she had never imagined, every inch filling her, every movement igniting her senses.
Her nails dug into his shoulders, her breath catching as she whimpered, "C-Cameron… I—" The words dissolved into a cry, her body arching sharply as the climax tore through her.
"Ah! Cameron!" she cried, her voice breaking into a throaty wail as the pleasure consumed her. Her walls tightened around him, clenching and releasing in a rhythm that sent jolts of bliss radiating through her limbs. She felt herself soaking him, her release dripping down her thighs and onto the bed beneath them. It was intense, raw, and utterly consuming.
Cameron stilled for a moment, his gaze locked on her with an expression that sent shivers down her spine. His smirk was equal parts admiration and smug satisfaction, the dark glint in his eyes letting her know he was far from done.
Cameron's grip on Naz was unrelenting, his hands firm and possessive as he pinned her wrists above her head, pressing them into the mattress with a strength that left no room for resistance. His dark eyes burned into hers, the intensity in his gaze sending a shiver down her spine. The pressure of his nails digging into her skin sent a jolt of sensation through her, the slight sting only heightening the heat pooling in her core.
"You're incredible," he murmured, his voice low and rough, the words carrying a weight that sent a thrill through her. But he didn't give her time to respond. His free hand slid down her side, slow and deliberate, his nails grazing her trembling hip. When he leaned in, his lips brushed hers—soft, maddeningly light, a tease that left her gasping. "But I'm not even close to done with you."
Naz's breath hitched as he surged forward, his lips crashing against hers in a kiss that was anything but tender. It was commanding, demanding her submission, leaving her no choice but to yield. His grip on her wrists tightened, the strength in his hands making it clear that she wasn't going anywhere.
As he pulled back, his smirk deepened, his eyes drinking in her flushed, disheveled state. Without warning, he thrust into her with renewed force, his pace relentless and overwhelming. Each movement was calculated, deliberate, driving her deeper into the mattress with a fervor that stole her breath and scattered her thoughts. The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room, a raw, primal rhythm that seemed to echo in her very bones.
Beside them, Bo propped herself up on one elbow, her sharp eyes tracing the scene with a mixture of amusement and hunger. "She's loud," Bo remarked, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "You've got her completely undone, Cam."
Cameron's smirk widened at the comment, his dark eyes never leaving Naz's face. Her moans, raw and unrestrained, filled the room, each one spurred on by his relentless pace. His free hand moved to her hip, his nails digging into her skin, holding her in place as her body writhed beneath him.
"Louder," he growled, his voice commanding as he leaned down, his breath hot against her ear. "I want everyone to hear who's making you like this."
Naz's cries rose to meet his demand, her voice hoarse and desperate as she arched into him. Her body was on fire, every nerve alight with sensation as he continued to push her further and further. Her attempts to claw at his back were thwarted by his firm grip on her wrists, leaving her utterly at his mercy.
Bo leaned closer, her lips brushing against Naz's ear as her hand trailed lightly down her chest. "You look stunning like this," she murmured, her voice soft but full of heat. Her thumb grazed over a sensitive peak, sending another wave of sensation through Naz's already trembling body. "Completely taken. Isn't that right?"
Naz couldn't form words, her response reduced to a choked moan as Cameron drove into her harder, his movements precise and unyielding. Her body tensed as another climax built, the pressure coiling tighter and tighter until it broke, leaving her gasping and shaking beneath him.
But Cameron didn't relent. He pressed his forehead to hers, his breath ragged but his control absolute. "I'm not done," he murmured, his voice low and laced with dominance. "You don't get to stop until I say so."
Beside them, Bo's breathing quickened as she watched, her hand sliding over her own body, her movements slow and deliberate. "We're both safe, Cam," she said, her voice steady and calm even as her eyes gleamed with desire. "Give her everything."
Cameron's smirk returned, his dark eyes locking onto Naz's as his hands tightened their hold on her. "You heard her," he said, his tone a mixture of command and promise. "You're mine tonight."
And with that, he claimed her again, his pace unforgiving, his grip unrelenting. Naz could do nothing but submit, her body overwhelmed by the fire he ignited with every movement, every touch, every growled command.
The words sent a shiver through Naz, and she whimpered, her hands gripping Cameron's arms for support as he adjusted his position. His thrusts grew harder, more deliberate, each one driving her higher until the tension inside her snapped.
Her orgasm hit her like a storm, her back arching off the bed as she cried out his name. "Cameron!" she screamed, her voice breaking into a throaty wail. Her walls tightened around him, her entire body trembling as waves of pleasure coursed through her, leaving her utterly undone.
Cameron groaned low in his throat, his movements slowing as her climax consumed her. He watched her intently, his expression a mix of pride and hunger as he held himself back, waiting until she collapsed against the bed, her body spent and trembling beneath him.
As her breathing began to even out, Cameron's hands moved to her thighs, spreading them slightly wider as he pressed deep into her one final time. His groan was raw, his cock pulsing as he spilled inside her, filling her with a heat that made her shudder again.
For a moment, the room was filled only with the sound of their ragged breathing. Cameron leaned down, his forehead brushing against hers as his hands slid up her sides, holding her gently as they both came down from the high.
Naz let out a soft, contented sigh, her arms slipping around his shoulders to hold him close. Her heart was still pounding, her body still humming from the intensity of it all, but she managed to whisper, "Worth the wait?"
Cameron chuckled softly, his voice low and warm. "Absolutely."
Bo, watching with a smirk from beside them, brushed her fingers along Naz's arm. "Good," she said, her tone teasing as she shifted closer. "My turn."
Cameron leaned back slightly, his smirk returning as he turned his attention to Bo. And as Naz lay there, her body still trembling and her mind spinning, she realized this night was far from over.
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The room was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, the air humid and electric from hours of indulgence. The sheets beneath them were tangled, damp, and clinging to the curves of their bodies, but no one cared. Naz could barely think through the haze of pleasure and exhaustion that had built through the night, her mind focused entirely on the present—the heat of Cameron behind her and the softness of Bo beneath her.
Naz's thighs straddled Bo's face, her fingers gripping the headboard for support as Bo's tongue worked her relentlessly. Each flick and stroke sent jolts of pleasure up her spine, her body shivering uncontrollably as she tried to hold herself steady. Bo's hands gripped her hips tightly, guiding her movements, urging her to grind harder against her. The wet, obscene sounds of Bo's mouth working her folds mingled with the rhythmic slap of Cameron's hips driving into Bo from behind.
Naz's head tilted back, her blonde hair sticking to her sweat-dampened skin as she moaned unabashedly. Her body rocked in time with Cameron's thrusts, the force of them pushing Bo deeper into her, sending her higher with each motion. She opened her eyes briefly, catching sight of Cameron's wild, determined expression as he gripped Bo's waist, his cock pounding into her with a ferocity that made the bedframe creak and groan.
His muscles rippled with every movement, his body surprisengly not glistening with sweat as he fucked Bo with unrelenting intensity. The redhead was moaning into Naz's core, her muffled cries vibrating against her, and Naz knew Bo was on the brink again, her body bucking wildly under the dual assault.
Naz's breath hitched as Cameron leaned forward, his hand sliding up her back and gripping her nape to pull her toward him. Their lips crashed together in a messy, heated kiss, their tongues tangling as his hips never lost their rhythm. She tasted salt and desire on him, his groans vibrating against her lips as her nails dug into his shoulders.
Their kiss was raw, almost desperate, their shared need igniting something primal in Naz's chest. She moaned into his mouth, her body trembling as Bo's tongue dragged across her clit with precision, sending her spiraling toward the edge.
Cameron bit her lower lip, tugging it lightly before moving to kiss along her jaw and down her neck. His free hand slid around to cup her breast, his fingers pinching her nipple in time with his thrusts. The combination of sensations overwhelmed her, her cries growing louder as Bo's relentless tongue drove her closer to her peak.
Cameron growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating through her as his teeth grazed her earlobe. The bed rocked beneath them, Bo's muffled cries and Cameron's deep, guttural groans filling the room as the pace grew even more brutal. Naz's body felt like it was on fire, the intensity of everything threatening to consume her.
Her grip on the headboard tightened as her hips ground down harder against Bo's face, the redhead's tongue and lips working her into a frenzy. Cameron's hand slid back to her waist, his fingers digging into her skin as he thrust into Bo with enough force to shake the bedframe.
Naz's lips found his again, their kiss frantic and messy as her body trembled violently. She was so close, the pressure building in her core almost unbearable. Bo's hands on her hips tightened, holding her steady as her tongue pushed Naz over the edge.
Naz's cry was raw and loud, her body spasming as the climax hit her like a thunderbolt. She bucked against Bo's face, her thighs squeezing around the redhead as waves of pleasure washed over her, leaving her trembling and gasping for air. Cameron groaned into her mouth, his pace never faltering as he drove Bo to her own release.
Naz collapsed backwards against Cameron's chest, her body spent but her mind still hazy with the overwhelming pleasure. She could feel Cameron's heart pounding against her cheek, his breaths ragged as his hands slid up her back, holding her close while his hips continued their brutal pace.
Beneath them, Bo writhed, her muffled cries of pleasure and the wet sounds of Cameron's cock driving into her filling the room. The animalistic rhythm didn't stop, the intensity of it all leaving Naz dazed and utterly satisfied as she clung to Cameron, letting him guide her through the storm.
Cameron's pace grew even more relentless as he drove into Bo, his hips snapping forward with raw, animalistic force. Bo's muffled moans vibrated against Naz's sensitive folds, sending shivers through her already trembling body. Naz could feel the tension building in Bo beneath her, the redhead's hands gripping her thighs like a lifeline as she approached her peak.
"Ahhh, Cam—" Bo's cry was muffled but undeniable as her body arched off the mattress, her climax ripping through her with violent intensity. Her thighs quaked against Cameron's relentless rhythm, her muffled moans of pleasure turning into a sharp scream as she came.
Naz gasped at the vibrations coursing through her own body from Bo's release, her fingers clutching at Cameron's shoulders as her breathing came in ragged pants. But before she could gather her wits, Cameron's hands slid under her thighs, lifting her effortlessly off Bo's face.
Naz whimpered at the sudden loss of contact, her body already feeling the ache of unfulfilled need. Cameron smirked, his dark eyes locked on her as he shifted her position. He laid her down stomach-to-stomach on top of Bo, the heat of her lovers body pressing intimately against her own.
Naz's flushed cheek rested against Bo's, their breaths mingling as they both tried to recover. But the moment was fleeting as Cameron adjusted, his strong hands gripping Naz's hips to align her perfectly beneath him.
Without hesitation, Cameron pushed into her, his cock sliding deep into her slick folds with a slow, deliberate thrust. Naz cried out, her head tipping back as the sensation of him stretching her again overwhelmed her senses. The angle made it impossibly deep, her body trembling against Bo's as she clung to her friend.
Bo, still riding the high of her own climax, turned her head to catch Naz's lips in a heated kiss. The taste of herself on Bo's tongue was intoxicating, her moans swallowed by the redhead as their tongues tangled in a messy, desperate kiss.
Cameron's pace was steady at first, each thrust sending ripples of pleasure through Naz's body and into Bo beneath her. His hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her back to meet each movement with a force that made the bed creak beneath them.
Naz whimpered into Bo's mouth, her hands sliding into the redhead's hair as their kiss deepened. The intimacy of it all—the weight of Cameron above her, the warmth of Bo below her, and the raw, unrestrained passion between them—set her nerves alight.
Cameron's hips began to move faster, his thrusts growing harder as the sounds of their coupling filled the room, and likely outside it if they were loud enough. Naz's body rocked against Bo's, her breasts pressing into her friend's as she moaned into the kiss, the vibrations sending aftershocks through both of them.
Bo broke the kiss with a gasp, her hands sliding down Naz's back as her lips found her ear. "You look so perfect," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
Naz's response was a throaty moan as Cameron shifted his angle, hitting a spot that sent stars exploding behind her closed eyelids. Her nails dug into Bo's shoulders, her body writhing as she felt the tension coil tighter in her core.
Cameron groaned above them, his hands sliding up Naz's back as his pace turned brutal again, each thrust driving her closer and closer to another climax. Bo leaned up to kiss Naz's neck, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin as she whispered encouragement, their connection deepening with every shared moment.
The three of them moved together in a chaotic, beautiful rhythm, their bodies and sounds blending into a symphony of raw pleasure.
The room pulsed with heat, sweat glistening on every body as Cameron set a punishing rhythm. Naz whimpered into Bo's neck, her trembling body still reeling from the pleasure coursing through her. Cameron, unrelenting and commanding, slowed for a moment, his cock still buried deep within Naz. Then, without a word, he pulled out.
Naz gasped, her body immediately missing the fullness of him. Before she could process what was happening, Cameron shifted his focus to Bo beneath her. Gripping her thighs, he thrust into Bo with raw force, driving a moan from the redhead that vibrated against Naz's chest. The sound was intoxicating, the way Bo's body arched beneath hers sending a shiver through her spine.
It was five powerful thrusts—deliberate, deep, and calculated—before Cameron withdrew from Bo and returned to Naz.
Naz barely had time to catch her breath before Cameron pushed into her again, stretching her and filling her so completely that she cried out, her fingers clawing at Bo's shoulders for support. The pressure, the sensation of being claimed so thoroughly, was dizzying.
"C-Cam…" Naz managed to moan, her voice breaking as her body surrendered to the pleasure. But then, just as she began to adjust, he pulled out again.
His hands moved fluidly, gripping Bo's waist to pull her hips up slightly before plunging into her. The wet sound of their bodies meeting echoed in the room, and Bo groaned, her nails digging into Naz's back.
Five thrusts. Each one harder, faster, and more precise than the last, until Bo was squirming beneath them, her moans muffled by her teeth biting into her lip. Then, just as abruptly, Cameron pulled out and returned to Naz.
The pattern repeated, the relentless switching between them driving both women to the brink of madness. Cameron's rhythm was merciless, each shift between them a calculated tease, a deliberate display of control that left them both trembling and gasping for air.
Naz's head tipped back, her moans growing louder with every thrust. The sensation of Cameron filling her, withdrawing, and then filling Bo before returning to her was too much. Her body burned with pleasure, every nerve alight as she clung to Bo, their slick bodies pressed together.
Bo wasn't silent either, her cries spilling out with each brutal thrust Cameron delivered to her. Her hands roamed over Naz's back, her nails dragging lightly across her skin as her breath hitched and her body bucked beneath them.
Naz turned her head, her lips finding Bo's in a desperate kiss. Their tongues tangled as Cameron moved between them, the intensity of the moment drawing them closer.
Cameron's deep groans, the sound of his hips meeting theirs, and the gasps and cries of both women filled the room. His strength and stamina were unmatched, each thrust precise and purposeful, driving both Naz and Bo toward the edge of another release.
Naz could feel the tension building again, her body trembling as Cameron's cock plunged into her for the fifth time before he switched back to Bo. Her moans turned to desperate cries, her nails clawing at the sheets as the pleasure became almost unbearable.
The unrelenting rhythm continued, each switch between them a reminder of his control, his dominance. And neither of them would have wanted it any other way.
The room was a symphony of pleasure, each thrust from Cameron drawing cries and gasps from both women as he alternated between them with relentless precision. Their slick bodies glistened in the low light, and the bed beneath them groaned under the strain of their movements. Cameron's hands roamed over their hips, their thighs, their backs, anchoring them to him as he shifted his focus from one to the other.
Naz was trembling against Bo, her legs quaking as Cameron buried himself inside her once more. She clutched at Bo's shoulders, her cries muffled as her friend pressed kisses along her neck, whispering encouragements that only heightened her arousal. Her body clenched around him, each thrust driving her closer to the edge.
Just as the overwhelming tension built to an unbearable peak, Cameron switched again, his cock sliding out of Naz and plunging into Bo. The redhead let out a guttural moan, her back arching as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, meeting each powerful thrust with equal fervor.
Naz whimpered as she watched, her body still trembling from Cameron's relentless attention. But he didn't leave her wanting for long. As soon as Bo's cries grew louder, her body tightening beneath him, Cameron pulled back and returned to Naz.
The cycle continued, faster now, more desperate as the three of them reached their breaking points. Naz couldn't hold back any longer. With Cameron deep inside her, hitting every perfect spot with brutal precision, her body seized.
Her head tipped back, and a loud, broken cry spilled from her lips as she came hard. Her walls tightened around him, waves of pleasure crashing over her in an unrelenting tide. Her nails raked down Bo's shoulders, her hips bucking as her release consumed her.
Bo wasn't far behind. As Cameron returned to her, his pace unrelenting, the redhead arched off the bed, her cries mingling with Naz's. Her hands gripped Naz's waist, holding her close as her own climax tore through her. The heat of Cameron inside her, the weight of Naz against her, it was all too much.
Cameron groaned deeply, his hips faltering for just a moment as he rode out their simultaneous releases. His hands tightened on their hips, his eyes dark with desire as he watched the two of them tremble beneath him, utterly spent but still desperate for more.
He pulled out, his cock throbbing, and shifted back, positioning himself over both of them. With a low growl, he stroked himself, his hand moving fast and deliberate as he stared at their flushed, satisfied forms.
Naz opened her eyes just in time to see him throw his head back, a guttural groan leaving his lips as thick ropes of his release spilled over their bodies.
The hot, sticky warmth splattered across their breasts and stomachs, marking them both as his. Naz moaned softly, her fingers brushing against Bo's as they lay together, their chests rising and falling with ragged breaths.
——
The room was drenched in heat and the current smell of ecstasy. Naz lay sprawled beside Bo, her body still trembling from her earlier climax. She could feel Cameron's release leaking from her, warm and thick as it trailed down her thighs, leaving her spent and satisfied, for now. Her breaths were shallow as she watched, her lips slightly parted, her gaze fixated on the scene unfolding next to her.
Bo was on all fours, her ass high in the air and her knees spread wide. Her flushed skin glistened under the dim light, her body taut with anticipation and pleasure. Cameron's powerful hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her steady as he drove into her with unrelenting force.
The sound of his hips meeting hers was obscene, a wet slap echoing in the room with each thrust. Bo's moans were guttural and raw, her fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her as Cameron pushed her to the brink. Her body rocked with his movements, her breasts swaying with the rhythm of his pounding.
Naz's breathing hitched as she watched, her own core aching despite the satisfaction still coursing through her. The way Cameron moved, the sheer strength and dominance in every thrust, was mesmerizing. Her eyes trailed to where they were joined, to the way his cock disappeared into Bo's slick folds, glistening with her arousal.
Cameron's hands roamed over Bo's body, one sliding up her back before raking his nails down her skin. Bo hissed, her back arching as the sharp sensation heightened her pleasure. He leaned forward, his chest brushing against her back as his teeth found her shoulder, biting down just hard enough to leave a mark.
Bo cried out, her voice filled with a mixture of pain and pleasure that sent shivers through Naz. The redhead's body trembled, her cries growing louder as Cameron's hips snapped forward with even greater intensity.
Naz's gaze shifted lower, watching as her friend's body took him so completely, so perfectly. Her own thighs clenched at the sight of Cameron pulling back slightly, only to drive forward again with brutal precision. Each thrust was powerful and deliberate, forcing Bo's body to jolt with the force of his movements.
The wetness between Bo's legs glistened, a testament to her arousal, and Cameron's earlier release dripping from Naz added to the raw, carnal scene. Bo's cries turned into loud, throaty moans as her head fell forward, her hair spilling around her face as she surrendered completely to the sensations coursing through her.
Naz's fingers twitched, tempted to touch herself again as she watched, but the exhaustion from her earlier climax kept her still. Instead, she let herself take in every detail—the way Cameron's hands gripped Bo's hips, the sound of his labored breathing, the way Bo's body quaked with every thrust.
The room was filled with the primal sounds of their coupling, the wet slaps, the moans, the gasps. It was raw, untamed, and utterly intoxicating, leaving Naz breathless as she lay beside them, her body alight with a mixture of satisfaction and longing.
Cameron's pace grew more erratic, his hands tightening on Bo's hips as her cries reached a fever pitch. The bed creaked beneath them, the sheer intensity of their movements threatening to overwhelm the small space.
Naz's eyes stayed locked on them, her heart pounding as the scene unfolded before her. She could see the tension building in Bo's body, the way her muscles tensed and her moans grew louder, signaling the inevitable release that was just moments away.
Cameron's grip shifted, his right hand sliding up Bo's back. His fingers tangled into the thick, fiery strands of her hair, gripping tightly as he reached her roots. With a sharp pull, he yanked her upright, eliciting a guttural cry from her lips that echoed through the room.
"Osik!" Bo snarled, her voice ragged with pleasure as her body arched back into his.
Cameron didn't let up, using his hold on her hair to guide her until she was practically sitting in his lap. Her back pressed against his chest, her ass grinding into his thighs as he adjusted his position. His hips drove up into her, the new angle forcing her head to tilt back against his shoulder as another curse spilled from her lips.
"Shit," Bo moaned, her nails clawing at his forearm as her body shuddered with every upward thrust. "Harder, fuck!"
Cameron growled in response, his free hand sliding around to seize her breast. His fingers dug into the soft flesh, squeezing hard as his teeth grazed the curve of her neck. "You're fucking perfect," he hissed into her ear, his deep voice filled with raw hunger as his hips snapped upward with punishing force.
Bo's cries turned guttural, each thrust from Cameron drawing a louder, more desperate sound from her throat. Her entire body trembled, her legs spreading wider as she tried to brace herself against the overwhelming intensity.
Naz, lying beside them, couldn't look away. Her lips parted as she watched the raw, feral energy between them. Her gaze lingered on the way Cameron's cock drove into Bo, slick and relentless, his thick girth disappearing into her soaked folds. Bo's trembling body told the story of just how hard he was pushing her.
"Fucking hell, Cam!" Bo cried, her head rolling against his shoulder as her hands clawed at his thighs. Her chest heaved with every desperate breath, her voice breaking on another curse as his cock struck deep, hitting every perfect spot.
Cameron's hand left Bo's chest only to slide down her body and seize her hips with a grip that was bruising, his nails biting into her skin. "You can take it," he growled, his voice low and commanding, each word dripping with dominance. His teeth grazed her ear before he bit down lightly, eliciting a sharp gasp from her.
His thrusts became punishing, each one hitting so deep and hard that the bed groaned beneath them, matching the feral energy of his movements. There was no reprieve, no tenderness—only raw control and unrelenting precision as he drove into her. Bo's head tilted back, her cries turning into broken whimpers that filled the room, echoing alongside the wet slap of their bodies meeting.
Naz sat at the edge of the bed, her breath uneven as her wide eyes followed every flex of Cameron's muscles, every ripple of movement. The guttural growl that rumbled from his chest sent a fresh wave of heat spiraling through her, her own arousal slick and unyielding. Her trembling fingers brushed against her folds as she watched the sheer power of Cameron overtaking Bo.
"Shab!" Bo gasped, her body writhing beneath him, but Cameron didn't let up. One hand came up to seize her breast, gripping it with an unyielding intensity, while the other clamped down on her hip, anchoring her to him as he continued to pound into her with ruthless force.
Cameron's voice was rough, primal, each word a command that left no room for disobedience. "Stay still," he barked, his hand sliding up to grip the back of Bo's neck, holding her firmly in place as he continued his relentless pace. "You're mine to take."
Bo's nails clawed at his arms, leaving angry red lines, but her attempts to push back against his control only spurred him on. His hips snapped forward, the motion powerful and unrelenting, his cock driving so deep into her that her cries turned into desperate, incoherent screams.
Naz's breath hitched as she watched, her own movements growing faster, more frantic, as she took in the sight of Cameron's complete dominance. His dark eyes flicked to her briefly, and the predatory hunger in his gaze made her pulse pound. She froze under his scrutiny, her fingers trembling as his attention returned to Bo.
"Fuck, you're tight," Cameron growled into Bo's ear, his teeth scraping along the curve of her neck before biting down hard enough to leave a mark. His voice was low, vibrating with authority as his pace grew erratic, each thrust more ferocious than the last.
Bo's body quaked violently, her cries escalating as her head lolled back against his shoulder. She was completely at his mercy, her voice breaking into ragged, desperate pleas as Cameron refused to let her down easy.
"Look at you," he snarled, his tone dripping with satisfaction as his nails dragged down her back. "Falling apart for me."
Naz whimpered softly at his words, unable to look away from the raw, primal connection in front of her. Her fingers dipped deeper, her breath hitching as the sounds of Cameron's thrusts grew louder, wetter, the obscene rhythm echoing in the heated air.
Bo's body arched as her cries reached a crescendo, her walls clenching tightly around him as her climax crashed over her like a tidal wave. Cameron's grip tightened, his hands digging into her flesh as he held her steady, forcing her to take every relentless thrust as her release soaked his cock.
"Shab… Cam!" Bo's voice cracked as she spiraled into bliss, her nails digging into his forearms. Her entire body trembled violently, her head falling back as wave after wave of pleasure consumed her.
Cameron growled, low and guttural, as her tightening walls pushed him closer to his peak. His movements grew even rougher, his fingers tangling in her hair as he pulled her head back, exposing the curve of her throat. With one final, punishing thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, his cock twitching as he spilled into her with a feral groan.
His hips jerked against her as he rode out his release, his grip on her unrelenting. "Fucking perfect," he murmured against her neck, his voice hoarse but dripping with raw satisfaction.
Bo shuddered at the sensation of his warmth flooding her, her thighs quaking as her body slumped against him, utterly spent. Cameron held her tightly, his hands roaming over her sweat-slick skin as he brought her back down, the air between them thick and charged.
Naz's breathing was shallow as she watched them, her lips parted, her body still burning with unsated need. Cameron's dark gaze found hers, and she froze under the weight of it, her fingers still resting against her damp folds. The heat in his eyes sent a shiver down her spine, a silent promise that their night was far from over.
He leaned back slightly, his grip on Bo loosening as he steadied her. His voice softened, but the edge of dominance remained. "You're mine," he murmured into her ear, pressing a kiss to her shoulder before shifting his attention back to Naz.
As Bo's breathless laughter filled the room, Cameron's smirk deepened. His predatory gaze didn't waver as he focused entirely on Naz, his voice dropping to a low rumble. "And now it's your turn."
—
Cameron's grip on Naz's wrists was unrelenting, his hands pinning hers above her head as he loomed over her, his dark eyes locked on her face. His body pressed her into the mattress, his weight grounding her, leaving her no choice but to surrender to his dominance. Every powerful thrust sent shockwaves through her already exhausted body, the bed beneath them creaking in protest with the force of his movements.
Naz's hair was a tangled mess, strands sticking to her damp face, but she was too far gone to care. Her legs lay limp on the sheets, unable to muster the strength to wrap around him anymore. Her skin was marked with hickeys and faint cuts, a testament to the ferocity of the night they'd shared. Dry and wet come streaked her thighs, evidence of how thoroughly Cameron had claimed her.
Bo lay beside them, her body half-draped in the sheets, her eyes fluttering closed as exhaustion finally began to take hold. She looked utterly spent, her skin marked with similar bruises and love bites, her chest rising and falling in deep, even breaths. She didn't even glance over, though a faint smirk played on her lips before she let sleep claim her.
Cameron, in contrast, looked far from finished. His chest heaved, but his dark eyes gleamed with unwavering determination. Sweat glistened on his toned body, mixing with the faint streaks of red from scratches and bites that marked his skin. He thrust into Naz over and over again, each movement precise and commanding, his hips slamming against hers with unrelenting force.
Naz whimpered beneath him, her moans raw and broken, her head rolling side to side as he pushed her closer and closer to yet another climax. Her wrists strained in his grip, but he didn't relent, keeping her firmly in place as his pace remained punishing. She felt completely overwhelmed, but in the best possible way.
Her mind swirled with thoughts, barely coherent between waves of pleasure. Manda, this night has been… perfect. Despite the aching in her limbs, the burn in her thighs, and the rawness of her throat from screaming his name, she felt a deep, almost euphoric satisfaction. Cameron's dominance, his control, the way he refused to let up—it was everything she hadn't known she needed.
I could get used to this, she thought hazily. To nights like this. To him.
Her thoughts shattered as another surge of pleasure tore through her. She gasped, her body arching off the bed, her head thrown back as her climax hit her with the force of a crashing wave. Her entire body trembled, her walls clenching tightly around him as a strangled cry escaped her lips.
Cameron groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating through her as his pace faltered for just a moment. His hips slammed forward one last time, burying himself deep inside her as he followed her over the edge. She felt the warmth of his release spill into her, his grip on her wrists tightening as he rode out the last pulses of his climax.
His head dipped low, his breath hot against her neck as he exhaled heavily, though he didn't collapse onto her. Even now, he stayed in control, his presence overwhelming as his hands finally released her wrists, trailing down her arms in a slow, possessive motion.
Naz's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her body sinking further into the mattress. Her legs felt boneless, her entire frame trembling with the aftershocks of their coupling. She could feel him still inside her, his warmth a reminder of everything they'd shared tonight.
Cameron leaned back slightly, his eyes searching hers, and for a moment, the feral intensity softened into something quieter—something possessive but almost tender. His hand brushed her tangled hair away from her face, his thumb lingering on her cheek as a small smirk tugged at his lips.
"You're mine," he murmured, his voice low and rough, the words not a question but a declaration.
Naz managed a faint smile, her own exhaustion tugging at her eyelids, but she couldn't resist replying, her voice hoarse but firm. "Always."
As Cameron pulled out of her, the loss of him sent a brief pang of emptiness through her, but it was quickly replaced by the soothing warmth of his hands as they moved to her waist. He shifted her gently, tucking the sheets around her as her heavy-lidded eyes flicked toward Bo, who was now completely asleep, a faint snore escaping her lips.
Naz let herself sink into the mattress, her body utterly spent but her heart full. She let the quiet settle around them, the sound of Cameron's breathing and the faint hum of the outside lulling her toward sleep.
This was only the beginning, she thought with a small, satisfied smile, her mind already looking forward to the next time.