Page 18 of Vengeance (Ruthless MC 4)
“Thanks,” I say, winking up at him.
Then I surprise myself with my enthusiasm for taking him in my mouth, even though I have to stretch my lips, practically unhinge my jaw, and hollow out the back of my throat to accommodate him.
He lets out a happy groan when he’s all the way in as if I’m hurting him and elating him at the same time.
I’m going to go with the latter. With just a few bobs of my head, he throws back his own head and starts coming.
And he’s not nearly as quiet as I assumed he would be. He yells out in Spanish, his entire body shuddering as he releases into the condom.
Eventually, he pulls out of my mouth and smiles down at me tenderly. “Aw, fuck, bella, you’re too much. You messed me all the way up. I got too turned on watching you with Hyena and V. Then knowing I was the first to get your pretty mouth….”
I just smile and wonder if it will sound goofy if I thank him for making me feel like a million bucks.
Before I can decide, Vampire begins pushing into me from behind, and to my pleasant surprise, it no longer feels weird and foreign.
I can’t believe I lost my virginity. All of my virginity. Like this. To Vengeance.
The taboo of having Vampire take me this last way sends wicked thrills through my body. And those wicked thrills become a new fire when he reaches down and around my waist and starts stroking at my clit.
I must be some kind of primed. A few moments later, I’m crying out and coming yet again—this time all over his hand.
Vampire hasn’t come yet, but he pulls out. And Hyena returns for more kisses.
He lies down with me on the bed, pressing his mouth into mine again and again as my body quivers. “That was so good, baby. Can’t believe you took all of us on your first try. You’re ours now, and you’re so fucking perfect.”
He congratulates me between kisses like I’ve won a marathon, and by the time we come up for air, Vampire and Des-E have pulled back on their clothes. They both tie back their long hair but style it differently. Des-E goes high with a curly topknot, and Vampire goes low with a simple ponytail.
"Thank you. For everything.” I smile at Des-E but once again try and fail to meet Vampire’s eyes, even though we’ve been unbelievably intimate.
He averts his gaze too.
“She’s had a long day. Make sure she gets some sleep,” he says to Hyena, like I’m a pet he’s leaving in their care. “The rules can wait until tomorrow.”
With that, he walks out, closing the door behind him.
I’m so confused and low-key insulted by the quick deuces he threw up—like sex with me wasn’t even worth a little postcoital talk—that it takes several moments for the rest of what he said to register.
Wait a minute. “Rules? What rules?” I ask Des-E and Hyena.
CHAPTER 9
DES-E
The next morning, Doc finds out about the rules the hard way—and I do mean hard.
The three of us are sitting around the kitchen table, going over the plan to acclimate her to our rules, when she comes downstairs earlier than we expected. Dripping wet and naked from a shower she must have taken before checking for towels.
And that’s what I mean by the very hard way—at least for me.
I thought claiming her mouth last night emptied me out. I woke up this morning more satisfied from a blow job than I’ve ever been from an all-night session with some random Hyena picked up.
But seeing her in the kitchen’s open archway, standing naked with water droplets glistening over her dark brown skin…my cock turns to stone. Like it’s been months, not hours, since I took her pretty mouth. Even if I liked words, I don’t think I’d be able to speak.
She doesn’t appear nearly as happy to see us as we are her, though.
“Why aren’t there any towels in the shower?” she asks. “Or clothes? What happened to my sweats?”
“Hold on.” Hyena jumps up from the table to get a towel from my bedroom downstairs.
Leaving Vampire to explain. “That’s one of the rules. You don’t take showers. We give you baths. We didn’t expect you to wake up this early. If you had come down here first, we would have explained this to you.”
“You give me baths,” she repeats carefully. “And why would you—oh, thanks, Hyena….”
She breaks off when Hyena reappears with a huge bath towel. She reaches out for it. But Hyena just tosses her a grin and says, “No, thank you. Since I didn’t get to give you a bath this morning. This is the next best thing.”
“Okay, and that brings me back to my original point,” she says as he begins to pat her dry, like she’s a luxury car that needs to be handwashed. “Why would you do that when a shower takes a tenth of the time, is better for the environment, and what was that other thing? Oh yeah, I can take a shower by myself.”
