Chapter 49
The bastards are not playing fair. I can’t help but laugh as I come to another road closure.
It’s clear they’ve been calling in favors across the city.
So far, I’ve run into three police blockades, four private ones, and two closures.
They are trying to corral me. I can’t see them behind me or even hear their cars, but I know it’s what they are doing.
Three against one. The only problem is, they don’t seem to notice it’s exactly what I want. I have to make them work for it, but I want them as badly as they want me. I want them to catch me, but it doesn’t mean I’ll make it easy.
Spinning my bike in a cloud of smoke, I shoot down an alley meant for pedestrians and cross the next street. Cars honk as I intersect their paths and drive into the next alley, which stretches horizontally from my original street that would take me to the highway.
Once I’m five blocks over, the road is open, and I speed toward the highway, but when I get to the on-ramp, I see it’s completely blocked and closed.
Lifting my visor, I laugh at the LED sign with four men in high visibility vests blocking the road.
TRY AGAIN, HELLION.
Pulling my visor down, I turn once more and head the opposite way toward home, but the streets are once more closed.
The rich pricks have shut down the entire city just to get me. Fuck, I love rich men who know what they want. My pussy clenches at the foreplay, knowing I have no chance of getting away. I’m going to do the opposite and secretly give them what they want.
Speeding up, I drive straight to their house, avoiding any major roads where they’ll be watching.
I have no doubt they are tracking my bike, so once I’m two blocks over, I hide it in someone’s driveway, cut through back gardens, and slip into theirs.
Taking a running jump, I scale the wall and roll onto the balcony.
I startle a guard there and grin, lifting my finger to my lips.
He smiles and nods. Most of them now answer to me, thanks to Kane’s orders. Strolling into their house like I own it, I open the door to the dining room, pour myself a drink, plant my ass on the dining table, and wait.
It doesn’t take long. I hear them storm into the house. They know I’m in the area, but they have no idea where. They are good, but I’m better.
I can hear their frantic voices as they make calls, searching for me.
Chuckling, I lean back on the dining table—the very same one I once perched on after our first meeting.
So much has changed since then, it’s insane.
I’m shivering with anticipation, just like then, but unlike before, I want their attention, not their lives.
The door finally opens, and they freeze. Déjà vu hits me for a moment as I lift my glass and cross my legs. It’s clear I surprised them.
“Technically, I caught you,” I brag as I raise the glass and take a sip. I expect arguments or teasing, but my eyes widen in surprise when Kane prowls toward me. I could get away, but I don’t want to, and when he knocks the glass out of my hand and yanks me to him, I groan.
Our lips crash together as we sprawl down on the table.
Hands grab my wrists, and I’m pulled up and away.
My eyes open, and I look from side to side to see Neo and Zayn as they slide me to the head of the table.
Kane is already seated there. They pin my hands to the wooden surface as Kane slides a knife down the front of my clothing.
It’s so sharp, it doesn’t even catch the fabric, and the pieces fall away, leaving me naked and shivering under their greedy, watchful gazes.
Neo and Zayn hand my wrists over to Kane as the table rocks.
I look between the two brothers as they climb onto the table on either side of me.
Neo takes my mouth, kissing me hard and fast, while Zayn starts at my feet.
He kisses and licks my foot and then up my legs, skipping my pussy before kissing my chest, then my mouth.
Neo moves away and down, and he takes his place, kissing me hard.
The change makes my head spin, but this time, Neo stops at my breasts, sucking until I cry into Zayn’s mouth.
Neo continues down, licking my stomach then lapping at my cunt as I arch up.
Zayn’s mouth breaks away, and he moves down, playing with my breasts while Neo’s mouth expertly tastes me.
My head falls back, and I roll my eyes up to see Kane holding my wrists above my head. I’m sprawled across their dining table like a feast, with Neo between my legs, doing just that.
He keeps my eyes prisoner as his brother’s tongue circles my clit at a maddening pace that he knows will get me off.
I toss my legs over his shoulders without looking away as Zayn tortures my breasts.
Both of them drive me toward my release, all that anticipation only helping them along until I cry out, coming all over Neo’s mouth.
He doesn’t linger, sliding up my body. Zayn moves closer, licking my cunt as Neo kisses me, letting me taste myself on him.
They don’t give me time to think, just keep me needy and high until my hips are lifted and Zayn pushes into me. I scream into Neo’s mouth as I grip Kane’s hands, holding on as Zayn fucks me, the table rocking from the force.
Neo pulls away as I bite his lip, and then his cock brushes against my mouth. His hand grips my chin as he glares at me. “No teeth, baby,” he warns. “You wanted this.”
Too fucking right, I did. I open my mouth, and he smirks, slipping past my lips. Within seconds, he matches his brother’s pace until he fucks my mouth in the same rhythm.
My wrists are freed, but Neo keeps me pinned, my face pressed to the wood as he drives into my mouth. Zayn’s piercing hits a spot that has me whimpering, and then something hot and hard touches my hand.
Kane wraps my hand around his length and jerks himself with it. All of them touch and caress me, using me for their pleasure.
“Share, brother,” Kane orders, and Neo pops free of my mouth and turns me to Kane, who surges in. My cheeks hurt from the force as he fucks my throat hard and fast before I’m turned again. I’m dizzy from being passed between them, and when Zayn pinches my clit, I scream as I come.
Luckily, whoever is in my mouth pulls out so I don’t bite them, and once I relax, they carry on.
Their grunts are loud, and the table rocks.
Someone groans, and I feel their release shoot down my throat.
It’s only then I notice my eyes are closed.
I peel them open to see Neo fall away before Kane jerks my head around, forcing himself into Neo’s place.
The brutal pace makes my neck and face hurt, but in the best way, and the magic Zayn is working between my thighs makes this pleasurable rather than painful.
When I feel him swell between my lips, I open my mouth, and when he comes, it overflows onto my chest as he strokes my throat, making me swallow the rest, and then he takes my hand again.
Neo grabs my other hand as my head bangs back onto the table so I can see Zayn.
He smirks like he’s been waiting for it then surges into me so deep, I realize he was holding back.
He fucks me ruthlessly until I’m coming off the table, screaming his name with a hoarse throat as he drives me into another orgasm. I claw at their hands as they restrain me. When he roars his own release and I come again, I slump.
Every inch of me aches in the best way as I pant. Zayn covers me with his body as his brothers hold my hands, and I stare at the ceiling when a thought crosses my mind.
“We need to clean this before your dad eats here.”
They laugh, and my lips quirk as I settle into their hands and touch. As long as they don’t stop, I don’t care.