20. Landon

CHAPTER 20

Landon

N ora leaves us a trail on the stairs. First, her shirt, a flimsy cotton thing that she was wearing last night to sleep. Then, her thin cotton shorts, which showed off far too much of her tanned legs when she was riding astride Storm earlier.

Legs that Aaron, that fucking dick, saw as well.

I have to physically shake myself to keep from getting all worked up again.

When we saw that he took her… I can’t think about it. It was the worst fucking thing that’s ever happened to me. Right then and there, I decided that if we got her back, I’d spend the rest of my life making sure that she knew she was safe. That she’d never have to worry about whether or not I was telling the truth to her. That she’d know, every second of every day, that I love her.

I’m not just falling for Nora. I fucking love her. And for the first time ever, I’m not terrified of that.

When we get up to her room, Nora is sprawled out on her bed. She’s lying on her back, one of her legs bent, the other one stretched out straight. She’s naked.

God almighty, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to seeing her naked. It’s like a fucking treat every time, and I know in my heart I’ll be happy to see this view every day for the rest of my life. I want her .

Nora smiles, using one of her fingers to beckon us forward. “I want to settle this. For all of us.”

“Fuck yeah,” I murmur.

She laughs. “Landon, I thought you were all about dirty talk?”

Not with her. With her, all my words fly straight out of my mind. I’m shell-shocked by her, every time. But if she wants me to talk dirty, I can do that.

Clint and Shane are in the room now, but that doesn’t stop me. I prowl forward, shedding my clothes as I go.

“You want dirty, Hellcat?” I rasp, leaning over her on the bed.

“I was promised something like it,” she replies.

“I bet you want dirty, with this fucking body,” I whisper, skating my hands over her. I grab the back of her neck and pull her up sharply, taking her lips with mine.

The kiss is… good. Hungry.

I’m a good kisser. I know it. But every time I kiss Nora, it’s like I’m taking a step back. Like I’m not just kissing to be good at it, but kissing to experience it.

I moan as she laps at me with her tongue. Her nails scrape over my back, and I pull back. “You kiss like your name, Hellcat.”

“Not dirty enough.”

I laugh, moving down her body. “Let me look at you here and see if you still think it’s not dirty enough.”

“Landon,” I hear Shane warn.

Oh. Fuck. That’s right.

I look up at them, then smile at Nora. “Baby, let’s get you into a better position.”

“Hmm?” Nora asks.

I pull on her arms, tugging her to her knees. Pressing gently between her shoulder blades, I push her down until she’s on her hands and knees, with her ass in the air. She’s facing Shane and Clint. As am I.

I lean forward. “I’m going to lick your pretty pussy, Nora,” I say, running my hands over the globes of her ass. “I’m going to lick every drop of arousal from you until you fucking seize up around my tongue. Then I’m going to fuck you, and you’re going to suck Shane while I get to have this sweet pussy. ”

Nora groans. I look up at Shane, who is grinning like a fool. Clint moves in the corner, and I wink at him.

“When I come, Clint’s going to fuck it right back into you,” I mumble in her ear. Nora groans, and I laugh. “Dirty enough for you, baby?”

“Less talking. More action,” she pants.

I laugh. “As you wish, Hellcat.”

Leaning down, I spread her legs slightly. From this angle, I can press my tongue directly inside her, using my fingers to play with her clit. It’s fucking great.

The bed creaks, and Shane kneels on it. He’s fisting his big cock, and when Nora looks up, he fits himself against her mouth. “Open,” he says, commanding her.

Like a good girl, she obeys. Shane’s eyes roll back in his head as her lips close around him.

“She’s so good at taking us,” I say, my fingers drifting to press inside of her.

I want to fuck her. Right fucking now.

“Look how good she takes two of us at the same time,” I add, mostly to myself.

“Go deeper,” Shane urges Nora. She nods, and he presses in further. Nora makes a noise, and he pulls back, but her hand shoots out, her nails gripping his ass. Shane laughs. “Okay then,” he says. He surges forward.

I lap at her sweet folds again, noticing that her moisture is running down her legs. She’s so fucking ready for me. I stand up, grabbing my cock as I press myself against her.

The first pump into her is heaven. My eyes roll back in my head, and I groan.

“Fuckin’ hell, Nora,” I grunt. “Your fucking pussy is…”

Shane makes a growling sound, pushing further into her mouth. I press back, filling her as I pump. We find a rhythm. Nora takes both of us so well, her body fluttering around us. I look up at Shane when I feel her start to pulse.

“She’s gonna fucking come, Shane.”

He groans. “So am I. Nora…” He moves to pull back, but her hand sh oots out again, pushing him against her. She’s going to drink him down.

Fuck. Fuck.

The idea of her doing that to me makes my eyes roll back in my head. My hand finds her clit, and I hear Shane grunt with his release.

“Come for me, Hellcat,” I order. “Let’s come together.”

Shane pulls out of her mouth, and right in time.

Nora spasms around me, crying out. Her orgasm digs at me, clenching down on me, and I breathe her name. Nora.

Fuck.

She clenches, and I come. It feels like it’s never-ending, and I shudder with my release. When I finish, I pull out, then look at Clint.

“You think you can make her come again, or you need some help?”

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