CHAPTER 7 #2
Eventually, the four of us gather by the nursery door to exchange a few quiet words. I take one last glance into the bedrooms before flipping the hallway lights off. The kids are asleep already, their little bodies worn out from the day.
We head downstairs and enter the living room, but the peace that settles over the house feels strained.
Logan and Kai flop down on the couch and Orion sits in his leather armchair.
There’s a heaviness in the air that has nothing to do with exhaustion.
I can feel it radiating from the three men, each of them holding something back. I know them too well to ignore it.
“You’re all too quiet,” I say, looking between them. “What did you find out?”
“Let’s not talk about it tonight.” Orion’s tone of voice leaves no room for argument.
I raise an eyebrow but let it go, at least for now. Instead, I force a smile, trying to lighten the mood. “Fine. Let’s watch a movie, then.”
Kai narrows his eyes at me, suspicion creeping into his expression. “Since when do you let us off the hook that easy?”
“Since I decided you all look like you could use a break,” I reply, already heading for the home theatre. “Now, no excuses.”
The home theatre is one of my favorite places in the house. It’s cozy despite its size, with oversized cushions scattered across the floor and recliners lining the back wall.
With little objection, the three of them follow me inside. It’s like they’re trying too hard not to argue with me. Which really is a sign that there is, in fact, something going on.
“I’ll make popcorn,” I announce, and head out to the kitchen. “Orion, come help me.”
Orion follows, together with his dark mood, the one that clearly makes him want to avoid difficult discussion.
In the kitchen, I start gathering supplies, aware of his presence behind me.
He fumbles with the popcorn machine and says nothing at first, but I can feel his gaze on me, steady and intent.
“You’re terrible at this,” I say eventually, shooting him a teasing look. “How does a man who controls everything else in his life fail so miserably at making popcorn?”
His lips quirk into a smirk, his voice dropping into that low, dangerous tone that always makes my pulse jump. “Maybe I’m not trying to make popcorn at all.”
Heat rushes to my cheeks as he steps closer.
“Maybe…” he mumbles against my lips, reaching down with one hand to lift the edge of my dress.
The soft fabric glides up my thigh and he pulls gently, raising it higher.
“Maybe I’m trying to find out if you’re wet…
” With his other hand, he pushes my hair back over my shoulder and nuzzles at my neck.
“…so I can fuck you, my little slut.” He pulls my panties to one side and unhurriedly runs two fingers along my hot, wet entrance a few times. My arousal surges at his touch.
“Orion,” I sense my heat dripping onto his fingers as pleasure burns through me.
“Just what I thought,” he growls as he inserts his fingers deep inside me, making me moan as I feel him everywhere in my body. But it’s over too soon, and he pulls his fingers away.
“More?” he snickers, and skillfully slides my panties down, kneeling as he does, his gaze fixed on me. I watch his every move, the fire in his dark eyes searing into mine.
He takes me with him as he straightens up, lifting me onto the kitchen counter.
Then, as he plants the most potent kiss on my mouth, deep enough for me to feel the sudden rush of wet heat in my core, his hands land on my inner thighs and he forces my legs open.
He ends our kiss and gets me to plant my hands behind me for support, and just like that, I’ve given him access to all of me.
He lowers his head, inhales deeply, and growls his approval as he presses the flat of his tongue against my opening.
His touch sends a shiver up the length of my spine and I whimper shamelessly as he works the tip inside me, then licks the length of my cunt.
“Orion,” I pant as he swirls his tongue over my clit, the rush of my arousal between my thighs making me open up to him even more.
“This should be illegal, it’s so good,” he hisses against me as he sucks my clit into his mouth and pushes two fingers inside me at the same time.
My back arches in pleasure. I’m trying to raise my hips, to grind myself against his mouth.
I sense my climax coming, a massive wave, ready to tear through me and leave my whole body trembling.
I rake my fingers through his hair and pull his head closer, if that is at all possible, as he tips me over the edge.
“Orion!” My legs tremble violently as I ride the wave he serves me, while his tongue and his fingers work me into a frenzy. I’m losing any control I have, flying like this, with him. I’m being undone, piece by piece.
I’m panting and have barely come down from my high when he comes up, wraps one arm around my waist, and pulls me to him. With the other hand, he pulls down his sweatpants and frees his hard cock, the piercing glistening with precum.
“I’m not done with you yet.” He runs his cock up and down my slit, and when he’s satisfied that I can take him, he lifts me by the butt cheeks and spears my body, entering me to his balls, fully stretching my pussy. “Oh, fuck yes!” he growls.
I moan and wrap my arms around his shoulders, pulling his body closer to me with sweet urgency as he groans into my neck.
Holding onto my body for leverage, he begins to pound into me, hard and fast, wordless grunts falling from his throat.
I’m slammed into him as his arms wrap tight around me; I can barely breathe. Each thrust into my pussy is ruthless. I whimper, taken to a different kind of high, a different climax that I welcome, and when I hear his grunts become staccato, I fully unravel, writhing and crying out.
“Orion… Orion! ” I lower my head to his shoulder and release a loud moan, almost simultaneously with his long groan as he empties his balls into me.
It takes me a while to come back down from the heights I’ve visited. I’m still out of breath, panting, when I hear his sigh.
“Fuck, I needed this.” He presses his lips to mine before sliding his cock out.
“I know,” I say as he lowers me down from the counter.
He finds my panties and helps me put them on while his cum trickles down my inner thighs. “Don’t wash up. You got more men to fuck tonight.”
Fresh heat rushes between my legs and I’m turned on again, as if my pussy is operated by a tap. I laugh and press my lips to his, humming against his mouth.
I turn to the popcorn machine and pour the kernels inside. Before I can step back, Orion’s arms slide around my waist, and he tucks his face into the curve of my neck. His warmth seeps into me as we stand there, listening to the soft pops that fill the silence.
Tonight, I’ll play nice. But after this? I’m done pretending. I’ll dig for answers until they break.
Once we’re done, as if nothing has happened, but certainly flushed, I return to the room with a large bowl of popcorn and lie down on the cushions right between Logan and Kai. Orion hovers by the door.
“Why don’t you three play tonight? I’m heading to bed,” Orion states matter-of-factly. He’s had his fill, just what he wanted, and he’s ready to sleep now.
“I was gonna suggest the same thing after hearing you ‘make popcorn’ a moment ago.” Kai makes air quotes with his fingers, and I cannot help but giggle.
Orion flips him the bird.
Logan is browsing through the movies and sniggering. “Let him be, Kai. He’s got so much on his plate that he’s even started to eat from the kitchen counter. Right, Orion?”
The three of us burst into laughter as Orion flips his other middle finger and stifles a grin before leaving the room.
“I like playful Orion,” I say, still giggling.
“You do that to him, Maisy,” Logan reminds me. “To us .”
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I was looking forward to playing with both Kai and Logan, but that never happened.
As we were getting into it, I started making inquiries, asking a few innocent questions.
I thought I might get the answers they’ve so far failed to give me and then we’d have sex.
That usually works. There were only a few things that I wanted to know.
But they saw through me, and that was it.
All of a sudden, they didn’t feel like having sex.
They didn’t want sex. They were tired. Kai and Logan .
They were evading something.
Needless to say, we didn’t even start let alone finish a movie, and we went to bed instead.
Right now, I really want to know, and I’m more awake than ever. I turn to Orion, my voice cutting through the silence in the room. “Orion, what did you learn from Milan’s man?”
Orion sighs. He must have sensed something might be off due to us coming to bed in silence only minutes after him. It takes him a minute before he responds. “That this war isn’t over. It’s only just begun.”
My heart sinks. “What does that mean?”
“It means we fight,” Kai responds. “But we agree on one thing. You’re staying out of it.”
The words hit like a slap. I sit up and face the three of them. With the moonlight spilling through the window, I see their faces, their troubled expressions. “What aren’t you telling me?”
There’s a long pause before I hear Orion’s voice. “There’s a new asshole on the scene. And he’s after New York.”
“Who is he?”
“We don’t know. Someone from North Macedonia,” Logan mutters. “A Slav.”
“A Slav? ” I frown. Now I understand the reason behind their behavior.
“And to claim New York, he has to take you out,” Kai finishes.
A cold wave of fear rolls over me. “Take me out? Why me?”
“Why do you think?” Orion hisses.
That’s just not fair. “It’s not my fault I’m a Slav, Orion! I’ll stand and fight!”
“No,” Kai says sharply. “We’re not letting that happen.”
“You’re going to Chicago with the kids. You’ll be safe there,” Orion says with finality.
“Safe? Do you think running makes me safe? Makes us safe?”
“Maisy,” Logan says gently, “this isn’t about running. It’s about protecting you—and our family.”
“Why Chicago? Who’s there?”
“I have a trusted contact in Chicago,” Logan says gently, as if to make me feel better. “They’ll look after you, Maisy. And our children. You’ll see.”
“You trust them enough that you’d send your children there? Miles away from home?”
“Yes, I do,” he states firmly.
My eyes have adjusted to the darkness, and I can see their faces clearly. I falter for a moment, the mention of the kids tugging at my resolve. But then I square my shoulders, meeting their gazes head-on. “I won’t go.”
“You don’t get a say in it.” Orion’s tone never leaves room for argument. He turns his back to me. “Now sleep.”