5. Chapter 5
Chapter 5
Freya
G age’s and Hazen’s eyes haven’t left mine since they walked into Gage’s office, and that’s exactly what I intended.
I want their attention on me, without any distractions, so I can get my proposal across to them.
“Is it getting hot in here?” I ask, my fingers playing with the top button of my jacket.
The corner of Hazen’s mouth lifts.
I slowly pop the first button open.
More of my black bodice shows and Gage curses.
“Damn it, Freya, this is meant to be a business meeting, but I can’t concentrate when you’re over there looking like, like—” He gestures his hand up and down my body.
“Like what, Gage? Cat got your tongue?” I ask with a wink.
Hazen sits back in his chair, watching us with a playful gleam in his eyes.
“Like a damn goddess,” Gage huffs, his fingers gripping the side of his chair.
“Aww, thanks, babe,” I coo, placing my hands on the desk.
“Now, where was I?” I pause dramatically.
“Oh, yes, so enforcement in the current state costs The Brotherhood time plus labor to send your enforcers to collect and make examples of those who won’t or can’t pay.” I shake my head.
“You’re bleeding the poor dry, and it’ll only end in war or drought or both. Either way, the Hood can’t pay for what they don’t have, so maybe develop a plan to invest in them so they can be a cash flow source.”
Hazen narrows his eyes.
“Invest in them how?”
“Maybe you could offer some education—apprenticeships for the youth, where they pay you back in man hours as they grow. Or perhaps it’s about leasing them property so some of them can get proper roofs over their heads in exchange for labor—even if those roofs are on the Ville side of the tracks. After all, if you don’t offer, we both know that eventually they’ll try to take houses by force.” I stop and look pointedly at Gage.
“Or do you want more blood to clean up?”
His eye twitches, and he rises from his chair.
He looks at Hazen, and something passes between them before Hazen stands, too, joining him.
They both turn toward me, and panic swells, threatening to swallow me whole.
They stalk forward, their eyes never leaving mine.
My shoulders tensing, I grip on to the desk, holding on for dear life.
Did I go too far?
Did I overstep my authority?
Fuck.
They close in, Gage approaching on my right and Hazen on my left.
My gaze snaps to the door.
I’m ready to flee to safety, but I remain frozen in place.
They won’t hurt me.
Still, I can taste the fear on my lips, and it tastes too darn sweet to resist.
They tower over me, and Hazen’s tribal tattoos running down both his tanned arms catch my eye.
“And you think we will listen to you?” Gage growls, and I bite down on my lip, holding in the onslaught of anger that I want to throw back at him.
Instead, I nod.
Hazen chuckles, taking another step until his knee hits my leg, and tension clenches like a tight fist around my chest.
He reaches out and runs his thumb across my bottom lip, the skull on his hand watching me.
I suck in a staggered breath and plead with my eyes for him to claim my lips.
“Lesson number one.” Gage joins Hazen, running his fingers up my leg, stopping just below my jacket.
Shivers dance along my skin, and I want more.
My eyes dart between them, and I open my mouth, but before I can talk, Gage wraps his fingers around my throat, cutting off my air supply.
As my gaze clashes with his stormy green eyes, wetness pools between my thighs.
I’m well and truly done for.
I’d die happily between these two men.
Gage’s hair falls just above his eyes, and I want to reach out to push it away, but I can’t.
“We don’t take orders from people outside of The Brotherhood,” Gage says, running his nose from my shoulder up to my ear.
My eyes close, and I breathe heavily.
When he loosens his hold on my neck slightly, I gulp in a breath.
“What makes you think we’ll listen to you?” Hazen claims my lips with force, cutting off my reply, and I push back, our tongues clashing as I fight for power.
A deep groan comes from the back of his throat, and I want more.
Gage’s hand cups my pussy through my underwear, his fingers brushing against my clit, and I lean forward, begging for another touch.
His chuckle is low and deep, and Hazen pulls back, taking my bottom lip between his teeth, the sensation both thrilling and terrifying.
My tongue swipes over my tender lips and Gage removes his hand.
They look at each other before stepping away.
Their warmth is gone, and I want it back.
“Stand,” Gage demands in a deep voice.
My thighs press together, and I obey, pushing off the desk.
“Hazen, remove her underwear.” Gage’s eyes never leave mine, a mixture of lust and anger swirling in their depths.
I swallow hard.
Both of these men are killers, and I shouldn’t be this turned on by them.
Hazen steps between Gage and me before dropping to his knees.
He grips my thighs tightly with both hands, and my legs become weak.
He holds me in place, his thumb skirting up the inside of my leg.
The intensity of his stare is too much.
My chest rises and falls at an increasingly rapid rate.
Gage moves forward, his lips crashing into mine in a demanding kiss.
When he pulls back, my breath catches in the back of my throat.
He unbuttons my suit jacket, and it opens, exposing the black bodice.
“Fucking delicious. I can’t wait to eat you,” Hazen whispers, and my underwear soaks.
Hazen reaches my thong.
His fingers wrap around the fabric before he pulls it down my legs, and it falls to my feet.
He breaks his stare, burying his head between my thighs.
I stumble backward into the desk as Hazen’s hot breath tickles my clit, his tongue swiping between my folds.
Pleasure spikes, and my cunt begs for relief.
Gage moves back, watching us with hooded eyes.
My fingers itch to touch something, to hold me in place.
I reach out, gripping the back of Hazen’s head and pushing him farther into my pussy.
He chuckles and bites down against my folds.
My hips jolt forward, a twinge of pain darting through me.
His tongue slides over my clit, and warmth spreads through my core, replacing the pain with pleasure.
He fills me with one finger, then two.
My chest heaves as he hits the spot over and over again, his tongue flicking my clit.
Holy shit.
I keep one hand clutched to the back of Hazen’s head, and my other hand clamps tightly around the edge of the desk, holding on for support.
My gaze finds Gage’s; his pants are pooled at his feet, his hand wrapped around his erect cock.
While watching Hazen eat my pussy like it’s his last meal, he tugs his cock back and forth.
My God.
“Keep looking at me like that, and I’ll jam my cock down your throat until you choke,” Gage growls, and Hazen picks up his speed.
My eyes roll into the back of my head.
My stomach clenches, and I’m on the brink of release.
“Is that meant to be a threat? Because it sounds more like a challenge,” I say, panting out the words.
Gage stalks forward, having completely removed his jeans.
His fingers wrap around my throat, his thumb pressing down.
His green eyes turn dark, but I don’t dare look away.
Panic swells inside me, but I don’t let it show.
It’s as though he’s got me standing on the precipice of a cliff, my feet itching closer and closer to the edge.
“Finish her,” Gage growls without breaking eye contact, and Hazen obeys.
Putting me right on the edge, he bites down hard against my clit, and I release all over Hazen’s face.
My legs shake, but Hazen’s grip on my thigh keeps me in place.
I don’t have a second to breathe before Hazen stands and Gage grabs my shoulders, walking me forward a couple of steps, then pushes me down to my knees.
He shoves off my jacket and it falls to the ground.
I peer up into Gage’s stormy eyes, his cock at eye level.
Hazen brushes his fingers along my shoulder and moves behind me.
The sound of his zipper sends thrills through my body.
“Hands on the ground and ass in the air,” Gage demands, and fuck me, I’d usually run from this bossy side of him, but in this situation, it’s hot.
I obey, pressing my hands to the cool floor, my ass bare, and look up at Gage.
He kneels, and his erect cock stares back at me.
My tongue swipes across my lips, wetting them.
His fingers tangle in my hair, and I take him in my mouth.
He hits the back of my throat as I lick a trail along his shaft, and he groans.
Hazen grabs my ass before pulling away.
A loud slap fills the office, jolting me forward slightly and pushing Gage’s cock farther down my throat.
Hazen runs a finger along the inside of my folds before the sound of plastic fills my ears.
I have no idea what he’s doing behind me, and I can’t look, because my mouth is full of Gage’s large cock.
“You want to know what he’s doing back there, don’t you, Freya?” Gage asks with a smile playing on his lips, and I nod.
“He’s wrapping up his cock nice and tightly in a condom. He’s watching you suck my cock like a good girl, wishing that you had his cock in your mouth too.” I bite down gently on the head and Gage growls.
“He’s lining himself up and is about to slam into your tight cunt.”
My pussy clenches at Gage’s words.
Fucking hell.
This is something else, being between these two men, one in my throat and the other about to be inside me.
It’s all too much but not enough at the same time.
Someone is missing, and my heart aches.
Hazen rubs his cock between my folds before he fills me completely, pushing me forward.
Gage’s cock hits the back of my throat, and I almost gag, pleasure lighting me up like Vegas.
“He’s now deep inside that beautiful cunt of yours, hands bracing your hips. His eyes are closed, and he’s pushing you forward farther and farther. You’re sucking my cock like a good girl, and I’m about to come down your throat.” He groans.
“And you’ll swallow every last drop like the slut you are.”
I graze my teeth along his cock again.
His grip on my hair tightens, and pain burns across my scalp.
Hazen slams into me over and over.
Cum hits the back of my throat, and I obey Gage by swallowing every last drop.
The sound of the door handle turning and clicking open catches in my ears, followed by the jarring slam of the door against the wall.
My eyes snap to the entrance—and my heart breaks in two.
Lucas .