Page 12 of Their Tracked Obsession

“Stick out your tongue,” I ordered.

“Why?” Liv questioned me, asking each word with every pound. “Do. I. Have. To?”

“Yes,” I hissed and let go of her face.

“Oh, God…” Liv moaned, but stuck out her tongue.

I spit. My saliva dripped onto her skilled muscle, and she took my offering without hesitation.

“Good”—Liv surprised me and devoured my cock—“Girl.”

I grinned with satisfaction.

Liv beat me to the fucking chase with her lips wrapped around my dick. The vibrations of her moans made me push in deeper and grab a handful of hair, face-fucking my sinfully wicked bride-to-be.

“Yeah, darling,” Saint groaned and slapped Liv on the ass cheek. “Take his cock. Let us fill you full.”

“Mm—” Liv’s moan turned into a gag.

Two more gags.

I yanked Liv’s hair and pulled her closer to me. Her eyes watered like fucking crazy while she choked on my cock, but the pleasure radiating through her made her carry on. She enjoyed being rammed full of cock. She was made for us. Two goddamn crazy men who were mad about her and so fucking in love we couldn’t see straight. All we saw was her, all we wanted was her, and all we needed was her. Right here. Right fucking now. Full of our cum seeping out of the holes we had consumed and ignited undeniable pleasure she’d never tire of because we were together. Forever and always. Beyond this life and into the afterlife.

Excitement took over me in this passionate moment, and for all the future would bring us. I couldn’t hold back. My climax hit me with full force.

“Yes,” I hissed out in an elongated sigh of gratification.

Liv struggled. She choked on the load I shot off deep inside her warm throat, and my jizz worked its way out of the corners of her mouth. She couldn’t contain the mess, and she drooled all over the cushions. Sure to leave white stains, but I didn’t give a damn. I’d look at the mark and remember this moment. The exact time she came.

Liv’s eyes rolled. She moaned with her lips clenched around my dick as tight as a vise straight from heaven. She fucking exploded so hard her pussy must’ve clamped down on Saint because he shuddered right after her. He half-filled her up but pulled out to stroke his dick and ejaculate the rest onto her back.

Liv was a fucking work of art. A true goddamn masterpiece, if you asked me. We’d given the Mona Lisa a run for her money.

I pulled out, bent down, and licked my cum off her cheek. “Kiss me.”

Liv did. Fuck. I loved her. So goddamn much.

I couldn’t wait to see Liv walk down the aisle toward us in a nice wedding gown—a perfect dress she’d go shopping for tomorrow. She was going to have a girl’s day with her mom and Raven, but she wouldn’t know that we’d be close by too.

Seven

Their Eternity

Liv

Bacon. I loved the smell. The accurate indicator of an excellent breakfast. Strong, meaty, and a reminder of a hearty day ahead.

I’d need the strength to survive too. An exciting day awaited, but with my mom in tow. She’d either help me or put up a fuss finding the perfect dress to wear on my big day.

I dressed in comfortable clothes for the occasion. My hair was up in a bun, and loose locks framed my face as I pushed them aside to do my makeup and brushed on lip gloss for added shimmer. I puckered my lips, fussed with a few strands of hair, and peered at my reflection in the mirror.

“I can do this.” I blew out a breath.

The most important day of my life was fast approaching, weeks away, and I tried to contain my nerves. Cold feet before the wedding wasn’t an option, though it was a normal reaction to tying the knot. But doubt wasn’t the problem—there was an unsettling sensation that nagged at me every day. Something was wrong. Any second this dream could blow up in my face like a goddamn ticking time bomb of disaster waiting to happen.

I had to remind myself: I was my own worst enemy, and everything would be fine. The truth was that Phoenix was a dangerous threat. I knew how destructive he was, and I wished my phantoms could find him and end him. Put the damn bastard out of my mind. Unfortunately, killing him wasn’t a luxury to this never-ending problem, and ignorance had to be bliss somehow in this fucked-up situation.

I closed my eyes and left the bathroom, only to collide with Raven. “Oh, shit! I’m sorry.”