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Rylee
“Go find yourself,” my sister had told me.
“Lose yourself in something just for you. An adventure,” Fallon had cooed more than once.
Now I knew why I’d refused to be so silly. This wasn’t an adventure. This was an actual nightmare and I was playing the victim.
The brute tossed me onto the bed like I was a ragdoll, even taking a moment to growl like some wild dog. Of course, I scrambled to try to escape, not even making it three steps before I was yanked back against one massive and muscular chest. As soon as I slammed both palms against Foxx’s chiseled pecs, he dragged me onto my toes, cupping my face with one hand while he wrapped his long, thick fingers of the other around the back of my neck.
Broad shoulders.
Tousled dark hair that needed a style desperately.
A hard jaw that hadn’t seen the sight of a decent razor in weeks if not months.
Okay, the man was sexy as hell.
He wore no visible jewelry but the ink crawling on his arms was all he needed to add to his dangerous yet alluring persona.
His scent was so delicious, the subtle yet powerful hints of citrus and sandalwood, spices and something so earthy my toes curled as the musky fragrance assaulted my senses.
As he lowered his head, I was struck by the hint of sadness in his eyes. The man was trying so hard to be dominant, yet I sensed he was dealing with the same kind of demons that had plagued me for years. I wasn’t certain why that struck me so hard, but I stopped fighting him as he pressed his fingers into my skin, his hot breath keeping me electrified. When he pressed his lips against mine, I held my breath for a few seconds, realizing I’d clasped my fingers around his shirt, arching my back as I leaned into him.
I could drink him in for hours, ignoring all the rational thoughts that usually fueled me.
“After we spank you, we’re going to fuck you.” Foxx’s strong statement wasn’t said in malice or in jest, every word instead laced with unbridled desire. Exactly the way I felt, which was crazy in and of itself. For a few seconds, there weren’t two other people in the room, just the two of us, two people who had no business being together under any circumstances.
Yet there was suddenly no place I’d rather be than right here, enjoying being a little nutty for a few hours.
His eyes darted back and forth across mine before he growled like a true beast before capturing my mouth, instantly pushing my lips open with his forceful tongue. The taste of him was just as I’d expected, the infusion of liquor and something sweet but tangy staining my tongue. He kept his firm hold as he ground his hips back and forth, allowing me in no uncertain terms to understand how utterly aroused he’d become.
I was more lightheaded than before, trying to keep from swooning like some lovesick girl, but for someone who’d never believed in knights in shining armor, the moment was positively overindulgent in its level of perfection.
All time stopped, the sound of him sucking on my lips almost as loud as the rapid beating of my heart. I found myself rolling one hand over his shoulder, daring to tangle my fingers in his thick curls while the kiss continued. He was just as dominating in the moments of passion, refusing to allow me any control.
I continued leaning against him as explosions of current jolted my entire system. When I was suddenly yanked away by another hot body, I was breathless. I had never been kissed with such passion. Even the man I’d been certain I’d spent the rest of my life with had never engaged in such controlling actions, preferring to treat me as a queen instead of a possession. There were reasons why women adored savage men.
Even if they didn’t want to admit it to anyone including themselves.
As soon as Jack tore me away from Foxx’s hold, lights flashed in front of my eyes. The kiss was just as incredible, just as exciting, but I sensed that Foxx was forever present, refusing to back down or walk away. However, Jack refused to allow me to remain enamored by the man who obviously led the three musketeers, spinning me around by one hundred and eighty degrees. His blond hair didn’t match his rugged personality, but I could tell he was a dangerous man nonetheless.
The rugged man tasted of rich Irish whiskey and just a hint of peppermint, maybe a candy he’d popped into his mouth before crossing the street. His cock was pressed so tightly against my stomach that I couldn’t breathe adequately. All the while as Jack dominated my mouth, exploring the dark recesses, the two other men were waiting and watching, wild beasts ready to pounce.
I was now the one grinding my hips back and forth, struggling to keep some sense of decency while my body betrayed me countless times. When Jack finally broke the kiss, he only did so to lift my head, burying his soft lips against the side of my neck. I was floored by the way my legs continued to tremble, dazzled by the jolts of current. I clung to the man as he dragged his tongue underneath my jaw, nipping my earlobe before whispering a harsh reminder that three men had become determined to unravel all my naughtiness.
“I can’t wait to be inside of you,” Jack stated in his deep, husky voice.
“Yes, we’re going to sully every inch of you,” Foxx added gruffly.
Blinking rapidly, I focused on Foxx’s firm but beautiful mouth as he issued the words, caught in the reverence of the moment.
“But first things first,” Hudson’s voice boomed from behind me as Jack handed me off more gently than the way he’d torn me from Foxx’s hold, winking as he did so. While Hudson cupped both sides of my face, his upper lip curling from satisfaction of capturing my attention, he allowed his eyes to penetrate mine. It was almost as if the man was searching my soul for some kind of inspiration or perhaps looking for affirmation that I wanted this.
I was too shocked to react in any way other than allowing my breathing to remain ragged, gripping his massive forearms as he brought me onto my toes like Foxx had done. I wasn’t certain what to expect from the man, but his kiss was tender at first, almost sweet. But as soon as he thrust his tongue inside, he wrapped one arm around my waist, dipping me as if we were dancing.
The other two men snorted as if they were used to his action. I had to admit, the scent of the man was heavenly and just so masculine. The three of them were surprising, so much so I truly began to wonder what they were doing in my country.
When I was finally righted again, Hudson nipped my lower lip before finally letting me go. I almost tripped as I took a couple of steps backward. It was nearly impossible to keep my composure around them. When I involuntarily pressed my fingers across my lips, Hudson picked up the belt I hadn’t noticed he’d dropped on the floor, folding it in half then cracking it across his palm several times.
