LYRA #2
We all get inside and the boys lead me through the house and straight to the back door, and as we make our way out into the yard, I see what can only be described as an outdoor studio with a big red light hanging over the entrance.
“Open it,” Hunter murmurs beside me.
I look up at him, sensing a slight hint of nervousness in his tone that I’ve never heard from him before. When he nods, I step right up to the door, twist the handle, and push it wide.
Darkness swallows me as I move inside, and when Maddox follows me in and switches on the overhead lights, the world around me disappears. The noise, the exhaustion, the fear of being caught, it all goes away because right here, standing in my very own dark room, my peace has returned.
My chest swells with overwhelming emotion as I look around, taking it all in. The enlarger, the drying line, the workbench and storage space, right down to the developing trays. It’s all here, ready to go, and for a moment, I struggle to breathe.
Behind me, neither of the boys speak. They just watch me, silently waiting, and I slowly turn to face them, my eyes welling with unshed tears. I almost laugh, because for two highly trained killers, they look like they’re about to pee their pants.
“You really built all of this?”
Maddox nods. “It took us a few weeks, but yeah. We wanted you to have something here that could be just yours. Somewhere to escape when shit gets out of control.”
“A few weeks?” I ask. “How the hell did I not notice this?”
Maddox grins. “You’ve been a little occupied with everything that’s been going on with the repairs at the bar, and we’ve done everything we could to keep you distracted while you’ve been home.”
My brow arches. They certainly have.
Hunter winces, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. “This, uhhh . . . this is what we were doing when we realized you were missing,” he explains. “That’s why it took us so long. We wanted to get it finished for you.”
Maddox cuts in. “There’s still a few little things. It needs some touch-ups on the paint work, and the lock on the door is a little fiddly.”
The emotions hit me so hard, they almost knock me over, and the tears stream down my cheeks. Nobody has ever done anything like this for me.
“Uh-oh,” Maddox says, inching back. “Are you crying?”
I shake my head as a stupid smile stretches across my face. “I’m too much of a badass to cry,” I sob just as a laugh breaks through the tears, but before I have a chance to wipe my face, I’m barreling through the dark room.
I throw myself at the boys, my arms going wide around them. Hunter collects me in his strong hold, one arm locking around my waist, as Maddox catches me on his other side, squeezing so hard I almost lose a lung.
I wipe my tears against Hunter’s shirt before looking up at them both. “God, I love you both so much.”
Hunter reaches up and grasps my chin, the move sending butterflies soaring through my stomach.
“And we love you, Lyra,” he tells me. “As long as you’re alive, our hearts belong to you.
You’re my whole fucking world, and I can’t speak for Maddox on this, but there’s not a goddamn thing I wouldn’t do for you. ”
Maddox nods. “I’m right there with him, Savage.
This one lifetime is never going to be enough for me.
I knew it from the moment I saw your feisty little ass out on the street.
I had to know you, and every day since, you’ve blown me the fuck away.
I can’t do life without you anymore. I don’t know how to, and if something were to happen to you, I’d be right there following you into the next life. ”
“Come hell or high water,” Hunter says. “You’re stuck with us now. No takebacks.”
“Not even when I fake hostage situations?”
“Not even then,” Hunter says. “You and I both know that shit gets Maddox hard.”
I grin and glance up at Maddox. “That’s exactly why I did it.”
Maddox laughs as Hunter just rolls his eyes, probably thinking about how much work it’s going to take to get his car looking like a wet dream again, but to be fair, nobody asked him to drive right through the building. That’s all on him.
I pull back and start really taking in the room, looking over everything the boys have included, right down to the brand-new camera sitting on the counter.
I pick it up and check that it has film before immediately turning around and snapping a picture of the two of them watching me, knowing this will be the very first photograph I develop in here, and it will hang right here on the wall for me to see everytime I walk in here.
Maddox plays with the light, turning out the bright overhead light and letting the room flood with the dark red ones before walking over and crowding me against the counter, his hands on either side of my hips.
“You really like it?” he asks. “Is everything the way it’s supposed to be because we can make changes if it’s not—”
I push up onto my toes, bracing one hand against his warm chest. “It’s perfect,” I tell him before capturing his lips in mine. His hands drop to my hips as he kisses me back, his tongue diving into my mouth and fighting for dominance.
I melt into him, letting my fingers slip beneath the hem of his shirt and trail up over his perfect body.
I count the ridges of his abs, warmth spreading through me as a heavy need pulses in my core.
Then as if sensing that rich desire, he pinches the fabric of my shirt and slowly drags it up over my body.
A shiver sails across my skin, and as my shirt hits the floor, he’s already reaching for the front of my pants.
My gaze shifts to Hunter by the door. He simply watches us, his heavy stare dragging over my body with need, and when his dark eyes trail back up to meet mine, I lift my chin, silently asking him to come to me.
He doesn’t hesitate, striding across the dark room, stepping in behind me, and twining his fingers around the base of my throat.
With a slight turn of my chin, his lips lock firmly on mine.
Maddox pops the button of my jeans and slowly drags them down my thighs until I’m standing between them, completely naked.
Hands roam over my body, every brush of their fingers setting me alight, and when Maddox drops his lips to the sensitive spot right below my ear, my whole body trembles.
“Oh God,” I groan, pulling at Maddox’s shirt until it falls to the ground with mine.
My hands roam greedily over his warm body, claiming every inch of him before diving for his belt and unclipping it in seconds. Then after releasing the button, his pants fall away, and that thick, pierced cock springs free.
Desire pools deep in my core as Hunter’s hand curves over my hip and down past my pelvis before cupping me right between my thighs. My eyelids flutter, and I grind against his touch as I curl my fist around Maddox’s cock, slowly pumping up and down before trailing my thumb over his sensitive tip.
He shudders, and I grin, loving the effect I have on this man, and when Hunter’s fingers roll tight little circles over my clit, my knees almost give out from under me.
I turn, still working Maddox from behind as I reach for Hunter with my free hand, tearing at his clothes with a fierce desperation. His shirt disappears somewhere at our feet, and he helps me with his belt before allowing me to free that delicious cock.
I grin up at him, and he watches me in return as I work my fist up and down, taking him at the same pace I take his best friend. Without warning, I inch back and drop to my knees, spreading them wide as I hold on to them both.
The boys share a small glance and move in closer so they both stand before me and as my mouth waters, I roll my tongue over my lips, ready to give the performance of a lifetime.
I lean in toward Maddox first, my tongue poking out and rolling over his pierced tip as my fists continue pumping up and down both of their impressive lengths.
Opening wider, I start to take Maddox in my mouth, teasing him along every inch he gives me.
He gently thrusts his hips until I feel him in the back of my throat, and I look up at him as I hollow out my cheeks, showing him just how much I love taking him in my mouth.
I don’t stop working Hunter, and as I glance over at him, I find that heavy stare locked on me, and more specifically the way I take his best friend, and I can’t resist releasing Maddox, only to take Hunter, working him with my tongue and sucking hard.
I take them both to the edge, switching between one another right before they reach that finish line, only to come back and work them with my tongue.
They grit their teeth and clench their jaws, groaning and grunting as I take them both, and then finally, I have them right on the edge, both holding on for dear life as the pure need to be fucked rips through me.
Maddox fists my hair, and I pull back just in time to see them come together, each shooting hot spurts of cum onto my tongue as I drip with arousal.
“Fuck,” Maddox grunts as Hunter groans. “Goddamn, Savage.”
Pride swells deep in my chest, and I stare up at my two men from my knees, knowing I would do this without question every day for the rest of my life if they asked me to.
Hunter’s chest heaves. “Tell me, Savage. Is that pretty little cunt dripping for some attention?”
A whimper tears from my chest, and as I nod, the boys share a glance. Not a moment later, I’m on my feet, my back pressed against Hunter’s chest as he lifts me into his arms. “I’m gonna fuck you, Lyra,” he murmurs against my ear. “I hope you’re ready for me.”
“Please,” I beg.
He reaches down beneath me, taking that massive cock and adjusting me in his hold until he lowers me on top of him, stretching me wide until he bottoms out, and as he holds me up, with my legs spread wide, he slowly starts to fuck me from behind.
I reach up, grasping onto the drying line overhead when Maddox moves in front of me, fisting his cock in that big hand, a wild grin on his face as his tongue rolls over his bottom lip. “Oh, baby. You ain’t ready.”