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Tia’s eyes roll, and she jolts when Cole spears into her with such vigor her hands snap out to hold onto his shoulders. I waste no time in grabbing her blonde locks between my fingers, giving her no choice but to choke on my cock, delighting in the splutter falling from her mouth.
We’re all fucking her like wild animals feral for their prey.
She moans around my cock, and I groan at the vibrations sending spasms through my cock.
Bringing the bottle to my mouth, the flavor of her cum mixed with the blend of beer has my balls drawing up, my need to come spiking.
“Fuck me, that’s good.”
“Drink her down, Jace. Drink down her pleasure.” Lucas watches me with his lips parted and his eyes darkened as I swallow her essence.
“Fuck, beauty. He’s tasting you while we fuck you,” Cole says through gritted teeth.
“You taste like a sinner’s dream. You taste like our possession.” My cock swells with one hand wrapped around her throat and the taste of her cum on my tongue, and I allow my body to finally give in.
Give in to the euphoria only she can bring.
Rope upon rope of cum flows down her throat as I stare down at the most beautiful girl ever to walk the earth.
“I’m coming. Fuck, I’m coming, beauty,” Cole rasps.
“Fuck, yes,” Lucas grits out as he slams inside her before stilling, his jaw falls lax, and his eyes close in a serene pleasure only she can bring.
Lucas falls forward, taking Tia with him, then his eyes snap open, and I withdraw from Tia’s mouth, wiping the cum from her lips before feeding it to her.
Lucas sits back on his heels, then stares down at Tia with such awe, a lump clogs my throat. How the hell I could ever suggest taking her from them sends a rush of guilt through me, and his next words reinforce how we feel toward her.
All of us.
“Devotion is just another word for possession, Tia. And we possess every part of you.”
Chapter
Sixteen
BREN O’CONNELL
“Let me get this straight.” My brother Con shifts from side to side in his chair. “You discovered Sky’s sister, but you don’t want to tell her?” His jaw is locked tight, and his tone is pissed.
I grind my teeth. Why is he even questioning me, his Don? “Right,” I growl, the bite evidence of my annoyance.
“Why?” His gaze flicks around our brothers, who all stare back at me, unwilling to give their opinion. Not that I need it; I am in charge.
“Because he’s protecting his family,” Cal, my second-in-command, grits out, clearly as annoyed as me at our younger brother’s questions. “Who knows what he’d be exposing the family to. Besides, we have enough going on without adding more shit.”
“Have you heard back from Lorenzo?” My gaze finds Oscar.
When we approached Lorenzo Varros for information about the Lancasters, we discovered there are files about them locked in an FBI vault. Lorenzo has someone on the inside, and we needthem to uncover whatever the Lancasters are hiding before we finish them. If we don’t get the information first, we risk creating a complete shitstorm, because clearly this is something more than just a foster family with allegations of an abuse.
There’s a reason I refuse to allow Sky knowledge of her sister’s existence; she’s been through hell, and my woman is in a good place. I won’t allow some screwed-up girl ruining the good thing we have going. No, we’ll gather the information, pop the Lancasters off, and hand over their remains to the three guys she’s fucking so that we can be done once and for all with them.
I brush a hand through my hair; three fucking guys? Yeah, she’s fucked up alright. Her kids probably are too, and I don’t want to deal with someone else’s baggage. God knows I have enough of my own.
Oscar glances at his watch. “Only two hours, twenty-eight minutes, and three seconds since the last time you asked.”
“Very fucking funny.” I sneer at him. “You got me answers?” I bang my fist on the table, and it shakes beneath my heavy-handedness.
“Not yet.” He glares back at me with equal anger.
