Chapter 36
Chapter Thirty-Six
Joey
A FEW DAYS LATER
I’d never realized just how much I could miss someone until Alejandro was gone for fucking days.
Sure, he called both me and Elaina, assuring us that he would be back as soon as possible, but fuck.
I’d become addicted to the way he just took shit off my shoulders so I didn’t have to worry about them.
I was obsessed with how easy it was to breathe with him around.
I missed him terribly.
Adelaide arched a brow at me as I popped the top off another beer.
Elaina was reading a book on the other side of me on the couch—something Adelaide had found at the dollar store in town.
It had some half-naked man on the front, and Elaina was gobbling the words up a mile a fucking minute.
I had a feeling reading would quickly become a favorite hobby of hers, and if she ended up wanting a library, I’d fucking build it for her.
I’d have her looking like Belle. Except this Belle would have two beasts instead of just one. And instead of a dress, Elaina would get to wear whatever the hell she was comfortable in.
“You’re such a grumpy fuck,” Adelaide said, nudging my leg with her foot.
I huffed and knocked her foot away, shooting her an annoyed look.
She pointed a finger at me, then even had the audacity to wag it at me like I was some fucking dog.
“That—that right there. You’ve been such an ass since Alejandro left.
” She waggled her brows, a slow smirk curving her lips. “Something I should know, Joey?”
I scoffed. “Like you don’t already fucking know.
” But no way was I telling her that I’d lost my goddamn mind and had the best orgasm of my life while he’d been fingering my ass open while Elaina’s hot mouth had been wrapped around my cock.
Some things you just didn’t tell your ex, even if you were close enough to be family now.
She snorted. “Honestly, you never struck me as bi,” she told me, carrying on as if I’d consented to having this conversation with her. But that was Adelaide—just roll right on and do whatever the fuck she wanted. It was part of that monster I’d created to keep her alive.
“It surprised me when River told me you and Alejandro might be a thing. I actually told him to stop talking shit about you and asked what you’d done to piss him off.”
I laughed. “He picked up on it quickly, but your husband is intuitive—will you stop kicking me like a fucking child?” I snapped, pushing her foot away when she nudged my leg again.
Elaina set her book down and looked between us. Adelaide pouted at her. “Your man is being mean,” Adelaide complained.
“I am fucking not,” I bit back at her, truly annoyed now. “You’re being a goddamn brat. I swear to fuck, your husband lets you get away with too much.”
Adelaide huffed and pushed my shoulder. “As if you wouldn’t let Elaina get away with murder.”
Elaina smirked. “He already did.”
Adelaide sucked in a mock-offended breath, making Elaina snicker. “I bet you didn’t even yell at her about it, did you?”
I chuckled because Adelaide knew just like everyone else that the kill Elaina was talking of was her father—one she’d deserved to have.
Adelaide was just trying to get on my nerves because it was what she did best, and honestly, it was working a little bit.
I’d wanted to just sit here with Elaina while waiting for Alejandro to walk through those doors, but nope. Adelaide had to come be a bother.
“He did not,” Elaina confirmed.
“You’re a dick. You always yelled at me,” Adelaide pouted.
River headed in our direction, and when Adelaide’s pout immediately turned into a warm, beaming smile, River laughed softly. “Being a menace, darlin’?”
She leaned up a little to meet him in a quick kiss. “Always.”
“At least she’s not a liar,” I grumbled, wrapping my arm around Elaina’s shoulder and getting comfortable again.
Elaina picked her book up once more, but just as she opened it, the clubhouse doors opened, and Alejandro strode inside looking like a million fucking dollars.
Immediately, our woman was on her feet and quickly eating up the distance between them, her book knocked to the floor, completely forgotten.
Leaning down, I picked it up. But my eyes never left my two favorite people in the world as they embraced and Alejandro took our woman’s lips in a soft, slow kiss that had her shoulders drooping in relief and her cheeks flushing with warmth.
Adelaide’s hand landed on mine, and she squeezed.
Reluctantly ripping my gaze from Alejandro and Elaina, I turned to look at her.
A soft smile was playing on Adelaide’s lips as she looked at me, her eyes filled with happiness and contentment—something I’d always longed to see on her after all the hell she’d been through in life.
“I’m so glad you’re happy now, Joey,” she whispered.
I flipped my hand over and squeezed hers. “Bout time we both are,” I confessed.
“Damn fucking right,” Alejandro growled as his shadow loomed over me.
Bracing a hand on the back of the couch beside my head, he gripped my chin, tilted my head back, and slanted his lips across mine in a kiss hot enough to rival the heat of Hell.
When he pulled back, he gripped my cut and tugged me up. “Let’s go.”
“Go where?” I demanded, searching for Elaina as he pulled me toward the hall. Adelaide was cackling behind us, but I ignored her. Woman undoubtedly got a kick out of seeing me get dragged around by another man. “Where’s Elaina, Garcia?”
“Waiting for us. Been without you two for too fucking long, and our little fighter texted me two days ago saying she wanted to watch us together, and I intend to give her what she wants.”
My breath whooshed from my lungs. Fuck. We were finally doing this, weren’t we? I’d been waiting for this moment, waiting for Alejandro to make the first move since I was so inexperienced when it came to being with a man, but now that it was here, my excitement was almost drowned out by my anxiety.
“Breathe,” Alejandro rasped, suddenly turning to face me once we were down the hall and alone.
He cupped my cheek, his long fingers sliding over my skin.
I leaned my face into his touch, unashamedly seeking comfort in it.
“I will take care of you, Joey, and I’ll make this so fucking good, you’ll be a slut for my dick before it’s over. ”
I laughed, some of my nerves bleeding away. “Cocky much?”
He smirked. “Always.” With that, he pushed open the door and led me into what had become our room but used to be just mine. Elaina was sitting in a chair near the bed, her feet drawn up into the chair.
“Ready, pequena luchadora?” Alejandro asked her. When she nodded, her cheeks burning as hot as fire, Alejandro turned to me. “Are you ready, Joey?”
Swallowing thickly, I nodded. “As I’ll ever be,” I admitted.
Alejandro tugged me closer by the belt loops on my jeans, then covered my lips with his in a soft, drugging kiss.
I sank into it easily, my fingers finding purchase in his pristine, black button-down shirt.
Not even thinking twice about it, I began undoing each button, wanting to feel his skin against mine. Needing to touch him.
I could feel Elaina watching us, which actually helped curb my anxiety some.
She wanted to see us together, and like Alejandro, I planned to give her what she wanted.
I wouldn’t mess this up for her by showing my nerves.
Besides, it would just make her feel bad for requesting this, and I never wanted to be responsible for her withdrawing into her shell.
Alejandro’s shirt finally fell open, and I groaned when I felt his hot skin beneath my palms. He pulled back and pushed my cut off my shoulders, then tugged my t-shirt over my head. When he reached for my belt, he looked at Elaina. “You sure you don’t want to join?”
She shook her head. “I’m not in the mood for sex,” she said quietly.
I smiled at her. “Watch all you want then, sweet girl.”
She returned my smile, and my heart stuttered in my chest. Fuck, she was beautiful.
Alejandro undid my belt, then unsnapped my jeans.
I stepped back, pushing them down with my boxers.
Once I was standing naked in front of him, Alejandro growled, then kissed me again, this time much hungrier.
My lip split open, and I moaned at his aggressive kiss and the taste of my blood, quickly working to get him completely undressed, too.
I was no longer nervous. Alejandro said he would make this good for me, and I believed him. If Elaina’s moans and whimpers had been anything to go by the other day, Alejandro was a god with his cock, and I was ready for him to fuck me. To make me his.
As soon as Alejandro was naked, he dropped to his knees in front of me.
I opened my mouth to ask what he was planning, but then, my eyes were rolling back in my head as he wrapped his lips around my cock.
I moaned, my fingers lacing in his dark hair as I forced myself to watch him, to not close my eyes.
I didn’t want to fucking miss a thing. I knew Alejandro got on his knees for no one, so to see him on his knees for me was goddamn euphoric.
“Christ, you’re good at this,” I choked out. Groaning as he sucked harder, I looked over at Elaina. She was still watching us, her chin resting on her knees.
A coy smile tilted her lips. “He’s going to wreck your world, Joey.”
A shuddered breath escaped me when Alejandro moaned around my cock, clearly enjoying her praise. When he let his tongue play with that spot on the underside of my cock just beneath my head, my knees trembled. My balls drew up tight, and I tightened my fists in his hair.
“Aleja—fuuuuck,” I moaned when he only sucked my dick harder, swirling his tongue around me like a fucking lollipop. I had to lock my knees to keep from falling as I came, rope after rope of cum spurting into his mouth.
I barely registered him pushing me to lay back on the bed, but suddenly, slick fingers were circling my rim.
I groaned when he sank a finger inside, his eyes narrowed on my face.
Sweat was already clinging to my skin. I was already a fucking mess, so I knew when he finally fucked me, he was going to turn me into a fucking wreck.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Alejandro growled, but even still, he slid another finger inside like he was almost impatient to get me stretched out and ready for him. Honestly, I was impatient, too.
“Fuck,” I groaned when he rubbed over that spot inside of me.
My soft cock twitched against my belly, trying to rally for round two.
If Alejandro kept that up, it would happen.
My legs trembled, and I moaned, my neck arching.
Alejandro grinned ferally at me, like he knew exactly what he was doing to me.
When that third finger breached me, I flinched and tightened up, my breath hissing between my clenched teeth.
Alejandro wrapped his hand around my throat, pinning me to the bed, and then, he tightened his grip, cutting off my air supply.
And just like that, I went boneless, letting him do whatever the fuck he wanted to me.
The lack of oxygen made my head blissfully fucking silent.
“That’s it,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss me. He released my neck, then slid his hand down my body before pushing my right leg further back. “Think you can take me now?”
I nodded. “Please,” I rasped. Had never begged like this before in my life, but I wasn’t beneath it now. I’d beg him all he wanted so I could finally be with him like I wanted.
He groaned, kissed me again, then slid on a condom. After applying lube to his cock, he pressed against my opening. I bore down, squeezing my eyes shut when he began to fill me. It burned, but God, the stretch was exquisite. And when his cock brushed over my prostate…
I saw fucking stars.
Alejandro leaned over me, my legs hooked over his arms, and he began to fuck me. He didn’t hold back, and I didn’t want him to. He’d been soft with Elaina, but for me? Alejandro was a monster. A man obsessed and desperate to fill me up and own me, and goddamn, I was here for it.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chanted, my breaths panting out of me.
Reaching between us, I gripped my cock in my fist, stroking myself in time with his thrusts.
Alejandro growled, biting at my shoulders, chest, and neck, leaving marks in his wake that I knew without a doubt everyone would see later, but I didn’t care.
I shuddered, already so close. My nails dug into his forearm, and when he bit me on my shoulder hard enough to draw blood, moaning into my skin as his hips fell off rhythm, I came, too, my vision going white and my ears ringing.
When I came to, Elaina was wrapped around me, her fingers sliding through my hair. Alejandro was settling behind me on the bed, and the blankets were already pulled over us.
“How do you feel?” Elaina softly asked, looking down at me with those pretty blue eyes.
I pressed a tender kiss to her throat. “Like the luckiest man,”—I yawned—”in the world.”
She held me closer, her fingers never stopping their soothing movement along my scalp. “Get some sleep, Joey,” she said quietly. “Alejandro and I will be here.”
I wrapped my arms around her. “Better be,” I grunted. Then, I promptly passed out. I was bone-deep exhausted and my ass was sore, but I was the happiest I’d ever fucking been.