64. Chapter 64
Nico
My cock ached with barely repressed desire.
I couldn’t look away from her. She glowed with radiating contentment, locked on Cruz’s knot.
A fine sheen of sweat coated her scar-etched skin.
My family had done that to her. Left her scarred and afraid.
Bullet wounds that were never meant for her, and yet there was the evidence.
She’d been caught in the middle of a war that never should have happened.
There was nothing I could do to give her back her brother, or anything else my misguided empire had taken from her.
But I could give her a new family if that was what she wanted. Whatever it took to atone, I would do.
From the beginning, I knew I’d loved her. Before I’d smelled her delicious scent, before I tasted her intoxicating cunt, before my teeth had sunk into her flesh. I knew. From the moment I saw her on the dance floor, carefree and full of life, I knew.
I’d wanted her for myself, for my pack. All this time waiting, watching.
My blind loyalty to my family and my father kept me from admitting it for so long—too long—but I’d almost lost her time and time again because of that. Now that she was here, I was never letting her go.
I should’ve trusted my instincts from the start. My pack told me over and over the things I already knew, but I was blinded by ambition and obligation. Now, my father’s empire was crumbling, and I was the cause. I’d rebuild it better and stronger, for my pack, and for her.
My pack had marked her, and she’d sealed their claims eagerly.
I was the last. Left to watch and wait, and I would until she was ready, even if that took forever.
Her trust was broken. I’d trampled over her consent too many times.
It had to be built, and I was willing to build it from the ruin of rubble I’d left behind.
If she ever forgave me. I was unworthy.
She lay sprawled across Cruz’s chest, lapping at his fresh mate mark like a kitten with cream. Jealousy coiled tight in my gut. I wanted that, but he deserved it. He’d fought for her and protected her as much as he’d been able, while I ignored everything that mattered from the start.
Oliver felt my turmoil, and his lips wrapped around my straining cock.
Relieving the tension that’d been growing since their sweet scent and sexy moans had risen from the back seat of his car.
I ran my fingers through his hair, feeling the echoes of pleasure through the bond.
If this was all I was ever given, it was enough.
Rosalina
My body ached with a hunger that wasn’t sated, so when Cruz’s cock softened, I dragged myself off. A rumbling groan was his only complaint.
Nico’s hooded gaze hadn’t wavered, and I met it with heated desire.
I crawled up his opposite hip from where Ollie watched me with a mouth full of cock, but when my lips closed in on his, he slid his mouth free and kissed me.
His tongue tasted of the familiar clove and expensive whiskey that was all Nico.
With his mouth still on mine, I lowered our lips to Nico’s cock, licking and kissing up the entire long length of his shaft.
Ollie did the same on his side, and Nico groaned in approval.
I pulled my mouth away to kiss Oliver again, and that groan turned to agony.
I turned my attention back to Nico, taking the swollen crown between my lips and swirling my tongue around the ridge, then releasing it to blow a cold breath over his slick skin.
Oliver chuckled, dropped one last quick kiss on my lips and shuffled down my body.
His hot, wet mouth descended on my pussy, coaxing an approving cry from my lungs.
Ollie slid his tongue over my clit, and I continued to tease Nico, backing off every time his knot began to swell.
Every time his growl was slightly more pained.
He deserved torture and so much more. I played with him while Ollie took care of my grasping pussy, but finally, I was done with games, and I shimmied up Nico’s body, kissing and nipping his sculpted abs, then his tattooed chest, then his neck.
My mouth skated over his jaw to his lips.
He tried to kiss me, but I pulled away, staring down into his eyes, my hot center dripping slick mixed with cum onto his pulsing cock.
“Are you sorry?” I asked, sliding myself over his slippery length.
His brows drew together. “I couldn’t be more sorry.”
“Are you going to fix it?” It was a trick question. There was no way to unbreak some things. Like the things that had been broken in me. But I wanted him to try.
“I will spend my life making it up to you, bella.” His face was the most serious I’d ever seen it.
“Yeah, you will.” I notched the tip of his cock against my grasping heat and lowered myself onto him.
Fuck, he felt so good. Oliver had fallen back onto Cruz’s chest where he lounged, both of them watching me toy with Nico.
I loved that tortured look in his eyes, but I was done with playtime.
I nuzzled into his neck, rolling my hips, hitting the perfect spot.
My pussy clenched, and his cock flexed, but I kept going, drawing him slowly to the inevitable climax we’d both been waiting for.
Because that’s what we were. Inevitable.
My breath came in shorter gasps, and hands landed on my hips. Thick, calloused fingers held me still while Nico surged up into me. Cruz’s tongue traced up my spine and the blunt tip of his cock nudged up against my fluttering entrance.
“Are you ready for more, hellcat?” Cruz murmured in my ear.
My belly tightened with anticipation, and nerves skittered across my skin. “Oh fuck.” I wasn’t sure if I could do this.
Nico leaned up, catching my lips. “We’re going to take care of you. Always.”
I panted out some sort of affirmative moan, and Cruz pressed forward.
There was a pinch of pain as he slid in beside Nico.
My breath caught, my lungs struggling to function.
So full. Then he started to move, and waves of euphoria crashed over me in a cascade.
I whined into Nico’s neck as the pleasure started to build.
“You’re being so good for us, bella. Taking both of our cocks perfectly.” His words soothed any lingering pain, and only a blissful sort of ache replaced it.
Nico held my hips in place while Cruz pressed me down until I was laying flat on Nico’s chest. His hot skin against my tits was heaven as they continued to work their cocks in and out of me.
Nico nipped my ear. “You’re being a very good girl, Rosa. One more, and you’ll be all full.”
Panic surged in my chest, and my head swung around.
Oliver’s scent fell over me like a comforting blanket as he moved in behind me, but in front of Cruz.
How was this going to work? I froze. Ollie’s lips fell on my spine, kissing a trail up and back down. “Don’t worry, baby. We’ve got you.”
The slick metallic brush of his piercings tickled my slippery skin as I held my breath.
He eased his cock beside the others and leaned forward.
My body gave under the slow pressure, allowing his length to slide nestled against the other two.
The ache turned to hot, sticky pleasure as he started to press forward inch by inch.
Nico groaned and Cruz grunted, feeling the nubs of Oliver’s piercings press past their cocks.
My strength gave out, and I let myself lie on Nico’s chest as they used my body.
Nico’s hands were gentle, holding my waist. Oliver’s fingers sifted through my hair, tugging the strands, sending sparks of ecstasy spiraling through my body.
Cruz’s arms held my hips, caging Oliver between us.
The blissful fullness was unlike anything I’d ever felt.
My mind went blank, and I floated in surge after surge of deliciousness.
They fucked me into mindless submission, dancing on the edge of a cliff there was no coming back from.
The alpha’s knots started to swell. All I could do was whimper as the searing flood of climax rushed toward me.
“Oh, fuck,” Oliver moaned, and jets of his molten cum joined the pounding of cocks and swelling knots.
My teeth closed around Nico’s throat. I wanted this. I wanted them all forever. And then I bit down, and Nico groaned, slamming into me even harder.
Both knots bloomed, stretching me even further, and the oncoming orgasm slammed into me as the alphas locked into my poor abused pussy, filling me full of blistering seed. Each pulse sent another wave of pleasure tumbling through me.
I didn’t know how my body took it, but it pushed me into a never-ending circle of rapid-fire climax.
Sweet, spicy blood coated my tongue as I licked Nico’s neck clean. Their emotions settled in my chest, warm and comforting. I’d never felt so much love.
Oliver slid out, each nub of his piercing dragging another grunt or twitch out of the pile of bodies. I didn’t know where I started and they ended. I didn’t even care.