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“My love, I’ve watched you get spit-roasted over a dozen times. You’re a slut.”
“If she brings in one more goddamn guy, I’m gutting him like a pig, onsite,” Griggs grumbles.
“Maybe four?” Asher snarls, wrapping his fists in my shirt. “Where the FUCK is my wife?”
Once I have her in my arms again, all bets are off. Everyone is going to burn from the ground fucking up, starting with Nicholas fucking Corwin. I’m coming, Siren. I’m coming. Be strong for me. I’m coming.
“Fine. Fuck it, I’m done trying with you. I want you, but not bad enough to be some toy that you bring out of the closet every time you’re in the mood to test the boundaries of your sexuality. I’m not a plaything you can turn off and on, Asher, and I’m tired of the hot and cold.”
“You want to suck someone’s cock? Get on your knees and choke on mine. It will be the only goddamn cock you’ll feel down your throat.”
Goddamnit. He has no right to be this fucking pretty. I don’t know how I never really saw it before, but Liam is so fucking pretty. And, no, that’s not me just saying it because he easily has the most talented mouth I’ve experienced. Ever. Sorry, princess.
“I don’t know what to do,” I admit roughly. Liam smiles, not a condescending or smug smile. A sweet one, one that looks like fucking sunlight and has my chest tightening the way it does when Skyla looks at me. “I’ll teach you, baby.”
“I’m never gonna stop. This asshole is mine, you hear me? I’ll lick it, finger it, or fuck it anytime I goddamn please.”
“You’re mine, alright? Mine and Skyla’s. I won’t share you with anyone, so you can fucking forget it.”
“What? No one else is allowed to join?” I tease. “No,” Ronan grits out huskily. “Right now, you’re ours.”
“Stop staring at my cock like you want to be the one sucking it,” Ronan growls as he fucks my throat harder. Wesley pulls away from me, his mouth glistening as he speaks. “Maybe I do.” Ronan grunts. “I know you do.” “So, let me. We know Sky loves it when her men play together, right, little one?” Wesley asks as he looks up at me.
“Good,” Ronan grits out. “I want you two to come, and then I want you both on your knees for me.” Wesley meets my eyes; surprise splashed across both of our faces.
“You guys like that? Like that I want you on your knees for me, ready and willing to suck daddy’s cock?” “Daddy, huh?” Wesley smirks. “Her daddy,” Ronan says. Wesley’s eyebrows raise as he shoots Ronan a wink. “I don’t know. Kinda like the sound of you being my daddy, too. What do you think, little one? Up for sharing?”
“Goddamnit. Forgot how good this mouth is,” Ronan growls before he begins thrusting. “You guys have done this before?” I ask, part in shock and partly turned all the way the fuck on. Wesley smirks, pulling away from Ronan as he looks at me. “It took years for me to wear him down. One drunken blowjob and he couldn’t get enough.”
All of the horrible things my father has spoken over the years about queer people ring in my head. Blowing out a heavy breath, I decide that I don’t care. Fuck the labels, fuck the stigmas, and absolutely fuck the Brethren. I’m taking what I want, what we all want and I’m not going to feel shame for it for one goddamn second.
She settles on me last, probably because I’m definitely the least enthused about group activities, but if she’s involved, I’m in. Guess we’re having an orgy in the middle of a blizzard.
Taking all of us by surprise, Ronan presses his lips to Wesley’s. It isn’t a wildly passionate kiss, more like a soft peck, but I physically see Wesley’s cock twitch and begin to harden up already. Their kiss deepens as Wesley lifts his hand to hold Ronan in place.
“Of course it does, baby. You and me together wrapped up inside our girl. It doesn’t get better than this,” Asher agrees before he lowers his voice. “You two are everything to me, you know that?” he says to me before looking at Liam, placing a kiss against his neck. Liam moans and nods, his voice matching the same tone. “I love you,” he admits. “I love both of you so fucking much.”
“That’s a beautiful mental image.” “What is?” I ask. “You round with our baby,” he says, those blue eyes drilling me into place. “Our?” I question. “All of ours, siren,” Vincent says.
“Eyes on me, baby. Do you understand me? You’re fucking mine. I fucking love you. Do you get that?” I reach my hands out, resting them on Asher’s bare ass as I force his thrusts harder. “I love you, Ash. You and Sky are all I want.”
“I know our relationship is unconventional, and you’re obviously in a different place with each of them than you are with me, and I don’t care, but I…I love you,” he says, forcing my heart to do a cartwheel, back flip, and beat out of my chest all at once. “I’ve loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you. Each day spent with you, that love has grown more and more; all I see is you, all I breathe is you. You’re my entire fucking world. Nothing matters but you, and I hope you’ll let me prove it every day for the rest of our lives because I can’t picture a life without you.”
love you too, Wes. I’ve loved you for longer than I think I even realized. The instant your lips touched mine, I knew that you were that missing piece to the puzzle. The one I didn’t realize was missing until you were right in front of me, and everything was so clear. You were always meant to be here.”
This isn’t sensual love making. It’s not a romantic moment. No, this is years of built up tension. This is raw fucking on the hardwood floors, dirty and hard, just the way I fucking love it.
“Fuck! Daddy likes seeing you touch yourself.” “Oh, are you my daddy now too?” I grin. Ronan surprises the shit out of me, smacking the side of my ass hard, forcing me to tense around him. “Fuck, yes, I am. Now be a good boy and take daddy’s cock.”
“I’m not even going to ask you to marry me if the circumstances were different. You don’t get a choice, babygirl. We are endgame. Who gives a fuck what a piece of paper says. I am yours, right here,” I say as I take her hand, covering my heart with it as I look up at her. “Forever.”
“Keep my girl safe.” “On my life,” Asher swears. “And mine,” Liam adds on. “And mine,” Vincent says. “Mine,” Wesley agrees. Ronan is the last to speak, all eyes on him as he gives a strong nod. “Mine.”
