Chapter 32 #2
Her breathy tone made my pants tighten across my hard cock, but jealousy tinged the lust. It was one thing to know the girl you wanted had other guys she was interested in, but it was another to be in the same room as them. To see how well they pleased her.
I wanted Lara's throaty praise and melting capitulation.
I ducked my mouth to her breast, running my tongue along the underside.
"That's right, gorgeous girl, we'll make you feel amazing," Ray praised.
What were we doing? We had a killer on the loose and a liar to track down.
Our boss needed answers. But I couldn't pull myself away from Lara.
Her chest rose in soft little pants, and she threaded a hand through Ray and my hair.
My skull stung as she yanked on the short strands, demanding more from us without saying a word.
Ray popped the button on her shorts and slid his hand inside, growling under his breath.
"So fucking wet for your men." He kissed Lara and pulled his hand out, shoving his fingers into Lara's mouth. "Clean yourself off me. There's my good girl." His elbow shot out, and I grunted as it connected between my ribs.
"Make our girl come, idiot."
I looked at Lara, three of Ray's fingers stuffed in her mouth, her eyes hooded with lust. She gave me a slight nod.
My hand shook as I slid between her wet folds, fingers on either side of her clit as I stroked with long, sure touches.
Ray took Lara's mouth, his tongue delving deep.
Both of their eyes were closed, shut tight with desperation.
My pants chafed. I felt like I had been waiting for this moment for so long.
I needed to make Lara realize she was ours.
"Spread your legs for me, beautiful. Let me in." My rough exhales rained down on her.
She moaned into Ray's mouth, and her legs shuffled wider.
"Just like that. Hot and wet on my fingers. What about inside? Are you hungry as well?" I muttered, kissing the shell of her ear as I dragged my fingers down and pumped them in her tight pussy.
She tilted her hips to give me more access. Tight silk owned my fingers, and my ears rushed with a sudden roar. I wanted her on my cock. I wanted to take her right here. They could fucking watch. I returned to her clit, marking each soft mewl Ray swallowed with his hungry kiss.
"Scream for your men, Thorns," I whispered.
Lara broke away from Ray with a gasp, and her thighs quivered as I brought her close to the edge. Ray quirked his lips in silent approval before latching onto one of her breasts. He tweaked her free nipple, twisting until she knocked her head against the wall.
"Yes, Jonah, I'm almost—" The tendons in her neck stretched as she thrashed her head.
I pressed my fingers hard, keeping up the same pace, so I didn't lose her. Watching her so close to falling apart was the hottest thing I've ever seen. Hearing her cry out my name was something I would never get over.
"Who do you belong to?" I licked a stripe down her neck, pressing a wet kiss to the elegant length.
Lara let out a choking gasp, her hand flew to my wrist. She juddered, swearing under her breath. Ray kissed the other side of her neck, and I could smell his aftershave. It was a heady mix with Lara's vanilla.
"Y-you." She gasped, and her swollen lips parted in a cry of pleasure.
Ray scowled slightly, yanking my hand from inside her pants. "No, you belong to the three of us."
He licked the length of my fingers and a jolt traveled right to my throbbing cock. His mouth was luscious, but I snatched my hand away. I grappled with the strange mixture of desire and confusion as Beck glared at us. Ray winked, pecking Lara on the lips.
"Now it's your turn," Lara grinned as she pushed her palm against my chest.
Beck stood up with his arms crossed. My calves hit the mattress, and I tumbled onto my back. Lara straddled me and pulled her T-shirt down to cover her marked breasts. She leaned close, and I tried to capture her lips, but she darted away.
"See? I can handle myself." Lara crossed her arms as if she'd proven her point.
The lust I drowned in evaporated, and a scowl replaced my dazed anticipation. Ray reached over and tugged on the hem of her shorts.
"Oh, Little Liar. They are no match for your wiles." Beck scoffed.
"What are you talking about? You going to seduce every person who tries to attack you?" I bucked my hips up, my hard cock rapidly deflating.
Lara was out of her mind if she thought this meant she could look after herself.
"Don't kill the moment, Jonah." Ray slapped my shoulder.
"What moment? The moment we got distracted by Lara when we have a million other things to do right now?" I rubbed the back of my neck, choking on emotions I wasn't sure how to categorize.
Lara needed to be mine, to be safe, but I still had my job to contend with.
She and Beck shared a look, and I didn't like it. As if my words were hysterical ravings.
"Jonah—" Lara started, but I held up my hand and her plaintive tone petered off.
I would not be reasonable right now. Not when my fingers still smelled like her pussy. I felt like a goddamn animal.
"There isn't time to talk, Lara." I swallowed a knot in my throat.
Rejection swam in her gaze, dying to get out, but I didn't want to hear it. I pulled her luggage closer and pointed at the inside.
"Just…pack. When we're safe and know what is happening, we can talk. Give me that one thing, please."
Before you break me into a million pieces.
The color in her cheeks leached away, and her lips thinned into narrow strips. She could be mad at me if she were alive and safe. I stuffed my flailing, jagged feelings deeper. Lara adjusted her clothing and wandered into her closet without a word.
Ray pursed his lips. "You couldn't let me get an orgasm before you lost your temper?"
Beck cleared his throat. "So where are we going?"