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Fuck. It felt so good. Sensation overload. Too many competing sensations all vying for supremacy in my brain. I couldn’t think straight. Ezekiel kept up the pace, pounding into me from the back while making my clit swell with the sudden attention.
“Fuck,” I whispered. “It’s too much.”
Ezekiel’s voice filled my ears like honey, “No, it’s not.” Like that was final, like I was wrong.
And I guess I was, because not soon after that, I came again, and this orgasm put my previous one to shame. This one made my arms give out, so it was just my ass in the air, getting a workout from behind. My cry was muffled by the pillow under me, my clit pulsating underneath Ezekiel’s fingertips.
Every part of my body was on cloud nine after that, and Ezekiel only stopped toying with my clit so he could once again grab me by the hips and slam into my pussy as hard as he could. Over and over, he didn’t stop until he erupted again, filling me with more cum.
Let’s just say the night was a long one, and neither of us got much sleep. In fact, I was pretty sure by the time we actually went to sleep, it was an hour or two before dawn.
But, you know what? I didn’t care. Being with Ezekiel—being with him every which way, multiple times—was just what the doctor ordered. I’d needed Cade too, but in a different way. I… I think I was starting to understand the reason why Shay had so many boyfriends.
They were all different. They each helped in different ways. It was like each one brought something to the table that you desperately needed, and if you settled for just one, that’d leave an emptiness inside you.
I wasn’t saying I wanted multiple boyfriends, but, well, I’d be lying to myself if I said I wanted to choose.
I was deep in a dreamless sleep, a welcoming black abyss in my head, when the sound of a door cracking open woke me up. My eyelids peeked open to find Damian hanging between the open door and the door frame. Sunlight streamed in through the window on the opposite side of the room, the strength of the light telling me it was well past sunrise.
Damian smirked at me. “Wakey, wakey, you little bunny rabbits. I know you’re probably tired from all of that fucking last night, but I want to make breakfast. Had the boys run out to the grocery store to grab some food so I can make it. Who wants bacon and eggs?” He flashed his pearly whites in my direction, and all I could do was yawn.
Ezekiel was still clothed, but I was completely naked beneath the covers. I was currently nestled against the crook of Ezekiel’s arm. With a slight move of my head, I saw Ezekiel was awake and staring at Damian, unamused. Then again, that’s just Ezekiel’s face when he was dealing with anyone who wasn’t me.
“So? How ‘bout it?” Damian spoke when neither of us moved a muscle. “Bacon? Eggs? Or perhaps you want some French toast? I’m better at bacon and eggs, but if you want that, I’ll do my best—”
I yawned again. “Bacon and eggs are fine.”
Ezekiel reached under the covers, possibly to make sure his cock was neatly tucked away and his pants were zipped and buttoned. He was slow to slip away from me and get to his feet, and he fixed his belt once he was standing.
One look at him now, undone belt aside, and you’d never know what we got up to last night.
To me, Ezekiel said, “If you want me to stay for breakfast, I can, but I would like to shower first.”
Damian stepped inside the room. “Bathroom’s across the hall, buddy.”
Ezekiel glanced at me, as if asking if I was alright, and I gave him a nod. Only after I nodded at him did he push past Damian and go to the bathroom. A few seconds later, I heard the sound of the door shutting.
The grin Damian wore was mischievous and sly, and he shoved his hands into his pockets as he meandered to the bed. He sat on the edge, his black eyes twinkling in the early morning light as he studied me. He couldn’t see any of me thanks to the sheets, but the outline of my naked body was more than clear.
“I have to admit,” he told me with a devilish smirk, “I didn’t know priests could go that hard. He must be something else, that one.”
I was slow in sitting up, though I held the sheet around my chest. Didn’t know why, though. Damian got a pretty big eyeful of me when I’d let him watch me on top of Cade. “He does have more stamina than you’d think,” I agreed.
“A killer priest who fucks with the stamina of a stallion,” Damian spoke, “almost sounds like the start of a joke, don’t it?”
“Trust me, there’s nothing funny about Ezekiel.”
“I’m starting to get that. But, hey, if you like the guy, then I think I can find it in my heart to forgive him for killing my guys. Maybe. Jury’s still out. Maybe if you ask me nicely to forgive him—”
I let the sheet fall away from my chest, allowing him a nice, long look of my tits. “I’m not a very nice person, Damian. I thought you figured that out already.”
“Maybe not nice in the kind sense of the word, but you’re damn nice to look at, baby girl.”
I didn’t have to look down to know that my nipples were now two hardened points, so hard they could cut glass. I… I didn’t quite know how to respond to him, to what he’d said, so I didn’t. I simply sat there and waited.
Damian scooted closer to me, his gaze torn between my face and my exposed chest. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip. “You are a pretty fucking big tease, you know.”
“Am I?” I sounded far more innocent than I was. Of course I knew, but after almost kissing him yesterday, after hearing him be so plain, so vulnerable to me as he told me he’d take care of me, that he’d get me anything I wanted, do anything I wanted…
