Page 115 of Resolve
I withdraw to the tip, swirling my tongue around his head and teasing him when something touches my ass.
“Don’t tense up,” Aiden croons. He coats my entrance with lube, then pushes it inside with a finger. “Good girl,” he praises when I force myself to relax. To breathe. Jackson and Dane pause, givingAiden time to prep my ass. There’s no way he’d fit in this position to fuck my ass, too, so that helps me relax with the expectation it’ll only be his fingers. Until something hard and smooth slides in and catches. “Very good.” He steps back.
Jackson picks up where he left off, his thrusts directing my mouth over Dane’s dick over and over again. I’m feeling so full, so good.
And then the butt plug starts to vibrate.
My entire body trembles and quakes from the vibrations. From the pleasure Jackson’s been stoking to a steady flame.
“Oh fuck, babe. I’m gonna come.” Dane grabs my hair and holds me down with his dick hitting the back of my throat. He comes down my throat, his body and dick twitching as he empties himself. Then he releases me, and I lick him clean. Dane has a full-body shiver. He sits upright and angles himself, grabbing my face and kissing me.
“You’re fucking incredible,” he breathes.
He leaves the bed, and I lean on my arms and face as Jackson fucks me with single-minded intensity and Aiden plays with the plug’s vibration. I couldn’t hold myself up if I tried. I’m lost in a sea of pleasure that’s filling me to the brim. I’m not sure if I’m even breathing anymore, but none of it matters—nothing but the rising storm that’s about to break does.
The butt plug twists and tugs, and pleasure bursts through me fast and hard. I scream, shattering to pieces.
When I come back to consciousness, Aiden’s gently guiding a warm washcloth along my inner thighs.
He notices I’m awake and kisses me softly. “Shh, go back to sleep. I’ve postponed the meeting for another two hours. I’ll wake you when it’s time to get ready.”
Jackson slides in next to me, while Dane’s already on my other side. They both pull the blankets over us when Aiden’s done, tucking me in between them.
My last thoughts are wondering where Kellan went before the warm press of bodies and my exhaustion pull me under.
Several sharp knocks on the door interrupt breakfast. Aiden sets his coffee mug on the low table and moves to answer it.
“Thorton.” He checks his phone in his pocket, then returns it. “The meeting is in fifteen minutes. In your apartment.”
“Something came up. May I come in?”
Elias strides into the apartment and stops between the kitchen and the living area, where the rest of us are finishing our food. There isn’t much room in this tiny apartment, so Jackson and Kell are sitting on stools at the kitchen counter, and Dane and I are on the couch, eating at the coffee table.
Aiden returns to his chair in the living area. “Well? What couldn’t wait fifteen minutes?”
“Good morning,” Elias greets the room. “I apologize for interrupting your meal, but a business of mine has just been raided.”
“I presume, if you’ve come to us, that means you suspect GE is involved?” Aiden surmises.
“I know they are. Which means everyone at Hype is in danger, as are the rest of the gifted under my protection.”
“Wait. How would he know to go after you?” Dane chimes in.
“I imagine he’s been desperate to find out where you've gone intohiding so he can have his revenge. Aside from my connection as the Tower landlord, it could be his contacts in the gifted trafficking network who gave him my name. If he's realized I'm also fighting his allies, and you and I have a larger relationship than landlord and tenant, he may suspect I’m the one hiding you.”
Now that he says it, it's almost obvious that he would be our ally. We already have a connection to him from the Tower, but he’s recently dismantled a trafficking empire—and customers of GE—and he owns plenty of real estate to hide us in. It was only a matter of time before Charles connected the dots.
“Did anyone get hurt?” I ask. “Or kidnapped?”
Elias shakes his head. “It was a by-the-book raid if you ignore the falsified claims granting them the warrant. The employees are being interrogated and then released. I have my lawyer already present to ensure their safety.”
“If they already faked information to get a judge to grant the warrant, they could easily do the same to incriminate one or more of your employees,” Aiden contests.
“I’m aware. I trust that the people I’ve sent to oversee the operations will be able to handle it. They’re doing this in the public eye, so that does give us greater protection.” He pauses as if gathering his thoughts in order before he continues, “Whatever move you’re going to make against GE, do it. The longer you wait, the more at risk my people are now that my businesses have become a target.”
Charles is trying to flush us out. Raid a business to see if we’re there, and if not, go to the next one. How many businesses of Elias’s can he go after before it pisses Elias off enough to give us up?
I glance at Aiden, who’s already watching Elias. “Not yet.”
