Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
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K ian
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I faced the barrel of a gun directly pointed at my head with less reaction than I had to her touch.
She’s on her knees, her perfect body naked, flushed, and glowing, her lips swollen. Around her stand the men I call my brothers, their cocks wet from her pretty mouth.
But my eyes are drawn to her hand on my wrist. Her exquisite fingers barely curl around me, so delicate they feel fragile against me. But when she looks up, her stunning eyes shatter my resolve.
Fuck. She wasn’t supposed to touch me.
Because I know her.
I’d seen her before. Once. Two years ago. And never again after that. A glimpse of her at the Anderson ranch—a moment so fleeting it felt inconsequential, yet her golden-brown eyes, perfect lips, and thick, lush hair disrupted my strict line of thinking.
That’s all it took for her to linger in my mind, a light that ruined my darkness.
I kept her out. She had the power to change me, and I had worked too hard to become the cold man I am today.
Flinn and Sinclair understand that side of me, but they know nothing about her. I’ve never put her existence into words—not even to them. She wasn’t meant for our world, especially not if the only way I could have her was to share her with men closer to me than brothers.
But seeing her again, the daughter Pierre Anderson sent to clear his record, hit me like a punch to the gut.
The control I exercised to avoid immediately stripping her and sharing her among us blinded me.
I wanted her like my next breath, but I held back.
She’s a pleasure debt, and I need to think clearly.
But now she’s touching me, and everything changes.
I drag my gaze away from her to Flinn and Sinclair.
Without saying a word, they know what I’m thinking, what I’m feeling, and what I’m about to do.
I’ve seen how they are with her. Sinclair hadn’t had a woman in the longest time; he called it his fuck rut.
He worried that his cock was broken, but she broke whatever spell he was under the moment he first laid eyes on her, bundled up in her clothes as we watched her sleep.
He knew then that she was it. He said as much to Flinn and me.
And Flinn, always the most level-headed of us, would have found a way to send her back home untouched and come up with something else to punish her father instead. He could have taken on the Inner Circle and won, but even he was mesmerized by one glance at her.
Both Flinn and Sinclair saw the way I look at her, fighting a futile battle not to touch her with every breath she takes.
But this changes everything.
I’m the Nix Consortium seal, and I am going to fuck her. Take her virginity, come inside her.
They understand the magnitude of what I’m about to do, and they nod.
“Took you long enough,” Sinclair murmurs.
She’s ours now.
Two words that come with a lifetime of commitment. Does she truly understand what’s about to happen to her?
Lightning flashes through my veins as I haul her up and pin her against the wall.
My thigh slips between hers, pressing against her pussy, wanting to feel her heat and wetness soak my suit trousers.
I wrap a hand around her throat, her eyes boring into mine.
“I saw you,” I say darkly and crush my lips to hers. She tastes like honey. Her body feels like heaven in my arms.
How can this tiny, sweet woman, with a brave mouth and a proud stance, hold all the power to disrupt our orderly lives?
Cora. Cora. Cora.
She clings to me, both afraid of the intensity of my touch and curious enough to want to follow me anyway.
I kiss her until she whimpers against me, then moans into my mouth as I slip my fingers between her thighs.
She’s gloriously wet; my fingers slide easily over her.
Her scent makes my cock ache to the point where I think I'm going to explode.
I can feel the pulse of her clit, and my mouth waters to have her—to drive my cock so deeply into her that I take her virginity and share her blood with Flinn and Sinclair.
“You belong to us now, Cora,” I say softly into her ear. “Do you know what this means for you if I, the eldest of the three heads of the Nix Consortium, put my cock inside you, take your virginity, and fuck you until I come? Do you?”
She doesn’t answer, and I don’t wait for one either. Instead, she writhes in my arms, pressing her soaked pussy into my fingers.
“Do you understand Flinn and Sinclair are going to do the same? That we will share you over and over and over until forever?”
My finger deepens inside her. The fullness of it creates utter pandemonium in her eyes. She’s so fucking tight she can barely take my finger. I shift my hand, penetrating my drenched finger into her sexy asshole, then fill her pussy with two of my fingers.
She cries out, pushing at me, but quivering so hard that wetness drizzles all the way down my fingers, and I haven’t even pushed my two fingers past the lips of her pussy yet.
“Do you know you’ll have to take all three of us? Here,” I pull my finger out of her ass and back inside, deeper. “And here.” My two fingers slide in further, forcing her to close her walls around me, allowing me no further.
Fuck. Our cocks are going to break off inside her; she’s so damn tight.
“Say yes, Cora. Say yes, right fucking now.”
“Yes,” she whispers, even as her fingers wrap around my wrist, trying to stop me from going deeper inside her. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Please.”