Chapter 19
Ithrashed my head against the mattress, fighting for freedom, but Cade’s grip on my wrists stayed steady.
As soon as we’d arrived at the house, they’d brought me to the bedroom I was staying in. They dragged me inside kicking and cursing, until they had me flat on the bed, arms stretched up and over my head, pinned by Cade’s grip.
It was embarrassing how easily he kept my wrists still with just one hand.
Dorian held my left knee on the same side Cade was stretched across, while Rafe held the other, forcing my legs apart.
Cade reached over with his free hand and slid his finger across my cleavage.
The touch sprung shivers to life. I was already a slick mess because of what Dorian had done to me in the car.
Impaled me, then forced me still on his cock.
“Help me out, Dorian,” Cade said, hooking his finger into my silk dress.
Dorian reached forward, seeming to understand what Cade was talking about.
He hooked his finger into the fabric a few inches further from Cade.
Together, they pulled in opposite directions.
My dress split down the middle, exposing my new bra and down to the neatly kept strip of hair between my legs.
But I only had a split moment of uncertainty before lust resurfaced. All because of Cade’s fingertips grazing the swell of my breast.
“Such pretty breasts, eh Rafe?” Cade’s tone held laughter. Rafe watched his movements, almost riveted.
Rafe grunted, his hand flexing around my thigh. His nose flared, and he leaned down between my legs, shoving his nose against my needy flesh. I gasped, my hips hiking up. His tongue flicked out, spearing my core. Dorian pressed his palm against my belly, keeping my writhing body pinned.
Rafe curved his tongue against my aching bud, kissing my core so skillfully I couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel to his lips.
Twists and turns of his tongue had me straining, toes curled.
A tremble began at my thighs, and I yanked against Cade’s grip, trying to get loose to grab Rafe’s hair to shove him harder against my weeping sex.
Sensation wracked my entire body.
Cade hadn’t stopped petting me, and now he was fixated on my nipple. Goose bumps rose along my flesh. I met Dorian’s emerald eyes, the deep color almost overtaken by black irises. He studied my face with such focus that it was clear he wouldn’t be helpful.
Slick positively dripped. I sank my teeth into my lower lip to stop my whimpers, no, to stop my begging. Rafe thrust his tongue into my channel, and I could feel the walls clamp. I was so close!
Then Rafe pulled back.
I whimpered in frustration. Rafe’s tongue swept across his lower lip, collecting the dampness my pussy left. My breath sawed out from my mouth. A harsh, maddened sound.
“Who did you call?”
Again with the question! I couldn’t tell them about Roberto, not after this illogical reaction from them.
“No one.” I lifted my chin, setting my clenched jaw stubbornly.
“Eva De La Cruz,” Dorian snapped. On instinct, my entire body tensed.
He did not just full name me at a time like this. I narrowed my eyes at him.
“What, Dorian Ironwyld?”
His lips twitched the slightest bit. He didn’t need to find me funny. They all just needed to let me go.
“Who did you call, Omega?” Cade’s lips brushed against my ear. I couldn’t stop my moan, or the hike of my hips.
“Just fuck me,” I begged, every surface of my skin hypersensitive. I lifted my eyes to Cade’s. His lighter green ones stared back with heat. He pinched my nipple, making me yelp.
The bed dipped, bringing my attention to Rafe rising from his sprawl to prop himself beside me. He worked a finger inside my channel. And I couldn’t even clench my legs together to soothe the pain!
“Who did you call?” His rough voice sent shivers down my spine. They wouldn’t satisfy my lust unless I gave them something.
“My father,” I blurted.
“Lie,” Dorian hissed.
Rafe pulled his fingers out of me, and the loss made me antsy.
“Believe what you want,” I retorted just as quickly, verging on desperate. “Why are you guys so angry about it?” I writhed, but none of their grips loosened. “You don’t even want me!”
“You belong to us,” Dorian threatened, eyes narrowed.
The audacity! I met his angry gaze, then switched to Rafe continued to study me while his head was propped on his hand. Cade was busy sniffing my neck. All of them were acting like there wasn’t an elephant in the room.
“Until you throw me out for Susanna,” I spat.
Dorian’s scowl deepened, and Cade’s grip on my wrists tightened.
With a movement too quick for me to follow, Dorian dropped between my legs, wide shoulders shoving against my skin, while his arm remained across my knee, keeping my legs splayed.
He kept hold of my gaze as he slid two fingers inside me.
The slide was slow and toe-curling. My lips fell open, and he wrung a gasp from my lips with the curl of his finger. He touched me deep. Tingles exploded along my nerve endings. His arm moved so it spread across my hip, hand on my belly.
I was so close. So, so close. My body strained for the release. Just as suddenly, the rippling pleasure stopped. I screamed, kicking my leg out. I hit his side before he took control of my leg again.
“Settle,” Rafe snapped, the dominance bark settling me into obeying.
The rough voice was at such a deep intonation, I could feel the vibration against my skin. I moaned, closing my eyes. Desire pulsed inside me like a living creature.
“This is cruel.”
“This will stop if you answer the question without lies,” Dorian repeated. “I will force it out of you.”
I clenched my teeth, the sound audible.
“You’re a stubborn little thing,” Cade whispered against my ear.
My eyes about rolled to the back of my head. A rumble echoed from Dorian’s chest. Goose bumps rose all over my skin.
“Answer. Now,” he snapped, dominance thick in his tone.
“Alfonso De La Cruz,” I whimpered, the words vomited out of me. I had to answer the dominance bark. If I hadn’t been prepared, I might have spat out the truth.
Dorian growled, his teeth bared. He worked two fingers inside me again, the glide so easy that he worked another inside me.
Then he repeated the torture. Over and over again. A whine escaped between my clenched teeth. I was drenched with slick.
“Stop clenching,” Dorian ordered.
My Omega instinct forced me to relax. Dorian slid a fourth finger inside me. I was left suspended, holding my breath, as he worked another finger in. His hand moved, and my core stretched in a way I’d never experienced. My eyes widened, and I struggled to drag a breath in.
He fisted me. My channel clamped around his hand, the stretch making me hungry for his knot. A mewl escaped from my lips, unbidden and maddened. I rolled my head from side to side, unable to stop thrashing.
Then he pulled his fist out of me.
I gasped as a rush of liquid trickled out. Sweat gathered at my temple, and my panting sawed out of my throat. I couldn’t take this anymore. They weren’t going to let me come, and I couldn’t survive it.
“P-please,” I croaked. “Dorian.” I struggled to keep my eyes open. “Please,” I whimpered, meeting his hard gaze.
Dorian had grown so still.
Cade pressed his lips to my shoulder, and a soft purr left him, wrenching a shiver free.
I pierced Rafe with my gaze next. Searching to see which of them would give in.
His eyebrows furrowed, brown eyes softening.
He would put me out of my misery. Dorian’s growl brought my attention back to him, and his mouth settled over my clit, suckling.
My lungs expanded painfully, and my hips arched up.
Dorian moved his mouth, devouring my sex like a starved man.
His arm lifted off my waist, no longer pinning me.
I ground against his lips, thrusting to the feeling of his plunging tongue.
My legs started shaking again, violent, wracking shivers that traveled to my soul.
I had no chance of fighting the tsunami.
Waves crashed into me. I screamed, lifting my hips and dislodging Dorian. Slick squirted from my core with my orgasm, and each clench caused liquid to coat his mouth. Dorian’s irises expanded. He lowered his head, sliding his tongue along the seam of my sex, elongating the violent pleasure.
I floated on utter bliss. Nothing could have prepared me for this sensation. Nor the electrical pulses spiking through my nerve endings. I exhaled harshly, becoming limp on the bed.
Slowly, sensation crept back into my body. I must have left my body because I didn’t remember grabbing onto Rafe’s hair.
With my exhale, I slumped, panting and drained.
“Fuck, that was hot,” Cade whispered.
Rafe groaned and placed a hand across my belly.
I couldn’t keep my eyes open. Even though they weren’t the ones being edged to the point of torture, they looked pained. I lulled, and Cade’s arm slid around my midsection. He was so close his cock ground against me.
“Even if Susanna returns,” Rafe paused, sidling his body closer to me from my other side until I was sandwiched. “I won’t let you go.” He clenched my hip harder as if to make a point.
I didn’t believe it, but was too drained to say anything—do anything.
Dorian’s sigh was easy to hear. Then his silence stretched and stretched. “We’re fucked.”
Rafe chuckled.
“She smells better and better,” Cade murmured, burying his nose in my neck and against my Scent Gland. His groan turned into a purr.
Sleep claimed me.