Powerful strokes left me panting as my breasts bounced with each one. The pounding of my heart was paced with the slapping of our skin. Heated breath skimmed my cheek as he leaned down and kissed my jaw, then bit and sucked on my neck as he dropped to his elbows.
I arched up and turned my head to give him better access. With each thrust I knew I would come again. That familiar tingle and the pressure that rapidly increased told me I was almost there.
His pace became erratic, and I knew he was getting close too. I wanted him to come with me, so I pushed his buttons by talking dirty to him.
“That’s it,” I breathlessly crooned. “Come in my pussy. Fill me with that hot cum, then fuck me until it’s all over my thighs.”
“That fucking mouth,” he muttered as he buried himself deep in my sheath.
At the first pulse of his thick shaft, my orgasm exploded, and I moaned. Everything seemed to shatter around us—nothing but tiny shards of our bodies flying in every direction.
When I finally drifted down from my high, I realized my nails were buried in his back, and I gently relaxed my hands to soothe the damage.
“Fucking hell, that was hot,” he panted before pressing a sloppy kiss to my neck, then capturing my lips in a drawn-out, slowed-down version of what our bodies had done.
For a moment we lay connected, limbs tangled and sweaty skin sliding with each ragged breath we took.
“They’re going to wonder where we are,” I finally said, breaking the perfect silence in the aftermath of our storm.
He chuckled, and it caused his softening length to slip partway out. I whimpered as my bottom lip stuck out in an exaggerated pout. His teeth nipped it and tugged on the metal ring.
“Come on, then. I want you to meet Calix and Eliska.”
When I went to wash up, he stopped me. As I watched our reflection over the sink, my lips parted. His hand plunged between my legs, and he dragged our combined release up my body. Our gazes locked as he rubbed it everywhere he could reach.
“You can shower tonight. Right now, I want to know you’re painted with my cum under your clothes—marked as mine,” he whispered in my ear as his eyes still held mine in the mirror.
I was speechless and so turned on, I wanted to say fuck meeting his friends and have him bend me over the sink right then and there. Instead, he gave me a knowing grin and left me there. I heard the clink of his belt as he dressed.
“Fucker,” I whispered, getting a grip on my body and its need for him.
With playfully narrowed eyes, I dressed. As I pulled my panties back on, I stared at him. Before I pulled them over my hips, I dipped two fingers in my still wet pussy, then sucked on them.
An evil grin lifted the corner of my mouth as his pupils dilated and he seemed to growl. Then I quickly dressed. “Let’s go,” I said as I grabbed his hand and damn near skipped out of the room.
Introductions were made, and I nearly died when Calix raised my hand to his lips and gave me a sharp glance with a cocked brow. Ghost, that asshole, busted out laughing. Everyone else eyed us like we had lost our marbles.
Voodoo and Kira were sitting at one end, with their son sleeping on Voodoo’s shoulder. It was an utterly ovary-exploding sight. One of their German shepherds lay at their feet, while the other one, Zaka, sat at my feet staring at me and nudging my hand if I stopped petting him.
“I cannot thank you enough for finding me,” Eliska said as she gripped my free hand tightly. She was prettier than her pictures had given her credit for. Curly blonde hair framed a heart-shaped face, a slightly upturned button nose, naturally flushed cheeks, and eyes of darkest midnight. I’d never seen blue eyes that reminded me of the ocean at night.
In short, she was ethereal and reminded me of a fairy. And her resilience after what she must’ve endured was monumental.
I’d assumed Calix and Eliska were siblings until I found out that wasn’t the case at all. As we all took seats in the sectional and couches that surrounded the big-screen TV, I watched them in an attempt to figure them out. At first, I thought they were an item, but then I realized his arm around her shoulders on the back of the couch was casual and his smiles and touches were platonic. Though each one had Blade shooting daggers at Calix, which I found odd.
“Well, I hate to break up the party, but we better get on the road, Eliska.”
That’s when I realized she wasn’t completely unfazed by her ordeal. Her gaze dropped to her lap, and she nervously twisted her fingers. “Calix, I’m not going back.”
“What?” he blurted, obviously in shock. “But your job. Your friends,” he argued.
“Calix, let’s be honest. The only friend I really had was you.” She took a deep fortifying breath before she exhaled with puffed cheeks. “The thought of enduring all the questions, pitying looks, and whispers behind my back makes me nauseous. They all knew I was going off to meet my dream man. What a joke.”
“It won’t be like that,” Calix tried to counter, but she held up a hand.
“We both know it will be. It’s a small town, and everyone is in everyone’s business. That’s why you needed to use the library after hours—so they wouldn’t hound you and stare because you’re the ‘new guy in town.’”
At that, Angel coughed, and Ghost snorted. Phoenix had a raised brow. Glancing at the guys Ghost called brothers, I realized they all looked like they knew something Eliska and I didn’t. Even the ol’ ladies that were there seemed fascinated with their nails or invisible threads on their jeans. I made a mental note to grill Ghost later.