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Dane lifts my face to his. “I’ve got you, babe. Just focus on me.” He kisses my jaw. The corner of my lips. Then grips the back of my head to pull me into a deep kiss that makes my chest ache. He gyrates his hips beneath me, teasing me slowly until I melt into his arms.
Something small breaches my ass, but it’s slathered in lube and doesn’t go further than my body allows it. My body tingles where my ass circles whatever’s there—his finger, no doubt—and I breathe through the nerves. I’ve handled fingers before. This, I can do. It’s what he’s promised is coming that has me on high alert.
I’m snapped back to Dane when he teases my clit with slippery fingers. It’s so smooth, so wet that my body instantly trembles from his touch, and I’m so focused on riding his fingers that I don’t even notice Aiden’s sunk another finger into me.
“Oh, yeah. Fuuuuuck,” I moan, rocking into each of them.
“Good girl. That’s what I like to hear.”
“That’s it, babe. Take what you need.”
I push back against Aiden’s fingers. Onto Dane’s dick. Taking them as Dane’s fingers swirl and rub my clit into a frenzy.
The fingers disappear, and something larger, wider breaches my core.
I falter, even though my body quivers with pleasure at the pressure there. I know what’s coming. I know he’s much larger than his fingers.
Dane flicks my clit, snapping my attention back to him. “Look at me. Feel me.” He rolls his hips, his cock thrusting into me as he refreshes the lube on his fingers and soaks my pussy in it. “Focus on this. What does your body want?”
Ugh,yes. I moan so loud it vibrates through me. I undulate my hips, taking the pleasure he’s offering me and losing myself to it. He keeps talking, encouraging me to take it. Take everything.
Even when I feel the crown of Aiden’s dick pushing inside, I’m so turned on, so wet and in need of that orgasm, that I let him.
“Just like that. Good girl, taking me so well. You’re going to take all of me, aren’t you? This greedy body of yours wants all its holes filled, doesn’t it? Who should we call to fuck your mouth next?”
Dane and I groan in unison, the feel of his dick slowly working its way inside, sending both of us to ecstasy.
“Is that what you want? All four of us around you, worshipping your body?” Aiden hisses as he slides in the last inch. “Mm, your ass feels so fucking good. I knew you could do it.” He doesn’t move once he’s in, the three of us panting as we all adjust to the new sensations. “Fuck her, Dane.” He dips his other hand through the excess lube and takes over, rubbing and circling my clit as Dane grips my hips and fucks me. Aiden barely grinds his hips, rubbing his dick against my inner walls, and it’s over.
Pleasure explodes through me, every nerve-ending shattering as I scream and fall to pieces.
Dane catches me when I drop, wrung dry and stripped of anything but the racing beat of my heart and the warm cocoon of bliss surrounding me.
Chapter thirty-five
Kellan
ThrowingthedoortoAiden’s office open, I barge inside. “Lunch is ready. Let’s go.”
He glances at me for half a second, then returns to flipping through papers on his desk. “A phone call would have sufficed,” he replies distractedly. “I won’t be making lunch today.”
I cross my arms, and a challenging grin splits my face. “I’m also here to make sure your stubborn ass gets upstairs by any means necessary.”
Aiden ignores me, his mind too engrossed in whatever he’s doing. That’s the worrying part. He’s been busy before. He told us what Charles has been up to with trying to tarnish the Guild’s name and going after members to scare them from working at all anymore. Then there’s the tax audit that’s taken up so much of his and Cibrina’s time. They’d both been digging for old returns and receipts and coordinating information between the Guild’s current accountant and the one Thorne thankfully had when he’d been in charge.
But he’d turned that information over a few days ago. We thoughthe’d have a small reprieve after that, but we’ve still hardly seen him. It’s been a week since he joined us for dinner. We’re all worried about him and what else he’s been dealing with that he hasn’t told us about.
I slam my hands on his desk, catching and closing his current file. “Family meeting, Aiden. Upstairs. Now,” I growl.
“Later, Kell. I don’t have time—”
“Make time. This is us, Aiden. Drop the hero complex of carrying the goddamn world on your shoulders and tell us what the hell is going on. It’s clearly more than what you’ve told us, and I’m sure Daddy Psycho is behind it.”
“I’m not trying to keep it from you,” Aiden snaps, which goes to show how frazzled he is for him to lose his composure. “I’m trying to get ahead of it all before it gets out of control. Once I have that, I can take a break and fill you in.”
At this rate, Charles is going to break us before we’ve even raised another fist against them.
“I’m not here to argue or reason with you,” I drawl, standing and taking the file with me. “That would have been Dane or Raegan. If you don’t get up in two seconds, I’m going to throw you over my shoulder like I do Raegan and make sure the Guild Hall gets a good look before delivering you to the Loft.”
