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He scrambled over so fast he nearly tripped over himself. I expected him to use his fingers to shove it back into her waiting pussy, but instead, he collected it with his tongue. My brain had a meltdown at the sight, and my heart was palpitating.

I’d never thought about how I’d feel watching another man lap up my release as it leaked out of a pussy, but I knew right then I wanted to see this again and again and again.

Fuck.

“This what you wanted, little one? To see my tongue coated in yours and Niko’s cum? You both taste fucking divine.” He leaned forward and pressed his tongue flat against her flesh, dragging it from her asshole to her clit before latching on to the bundle of nerves.

Her whole body shuddered as she cried out his name, plunging her hand into his black hair. She was still lost in pleasure when Kenji stood and drove himself into her. Milky white liquid seeped from where they were now connected, and my cock jumped at the sight.

“Who would have thought my favorite lubrication would be Niko’s cum,” Kenji said as he increased his pace. Their flesh slapped against each other as Scar bucked her hips off the bench, using her hands to brace herself as she met him stroke for stroke.

I moved closer, the spray of water pelting me in the back, and I stood beside where they were fucking. “What do you need, solntse?” I asked, leaning over and pulling her nipple between my teeth.

“My clit. Touch my clit, Niko.”

I reached down and swirled the sensitive nerve endings. The way she called out my name had me feeling invincible.

“Why is it so hot to feel Niko’s hand brush my cock every time I drive into your fucking gorgeous pussy?” Kenji asked. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”

Without thinking, I reached around and cupped Kenji’s balls from behind while keeping my fingers on her clit. He cried out, stilling his movements as he emptied inside her.

“Me, too. Niko, don’t stop,” Scar added in.

They both let out a strangled fuck.

“We’re doing that shit again,” Scar said, looking positively worn out with pleasure.

I didn’t know if she would say the same thing when she found out we were still going to leave her behind for tonight’s meeting.

CHAPTER 24

KENJI

“SHE’S FUCKING HUSTLING PEOPLE”

Caleb walked around the club office looking like someone had pissed on his dinner—or had given him blue balls. Seeing as how he’d been out with Scar earlier and didn’t fuck her, I was guessing the second option was why he was throwing a fit.

Meanwhile, Niko and I were on fucking cloud nine after the shit we’d done in her shower. That memory was going to be burned into my brain until I died.

“Three, two, one…” I muttered while scrolling through social media and waiting for Caleb to bitch about the brunette goddess for the fiftieth time in an hour. Right on cue, he stormed over, gripping a glass of something amber.

“Damn, she’s really got you worked up. Is that a wrinkle I see?” Caleb instantly looked down, mumbling curse words under his breath and raking his hand through his already messed-up hair.

“Honestly, I’d be pissed too if I were you. She let you coat her thong in cum, walked around with them like that, let you chase her, and you didn’t fuck her?” I asked, in total shock at what a fucking idiot he was.

Shards of glass rained down on me as he threw a glass above where I was lying on the floor. I laughed at how out of sorts Caleb was. He’d already shattered a glass when we told him how we fucked her against the marbled bench.

Fuck.

I could still taste her and Niko on my tongue. We’d shared women before, and had no qualms about getting close, but fuck, that was the first time I’d done that. The breaking of another lowball pulled my attention back to Caleb.

He was used to always being in control. Measured reactions, thoughtful answers, quiet violence. His anger was the only emotion he had trouble locking down, but those outbursts only solidified his reputation. Even as the second son, Caleb was still widely respected and feared in the mob. He was used to people following his direction to a T, and if they didn’t, he killed them.

Then came a fierce brunette with piercing eyes and a mind that seemed to be calculating the demise of anyone who stood in her way. And we were walking dangerously close to standing in her way. I didn’t for a fucking second think that she was actually being compliant. Sitting up in our tower like a good little prisoner?

No, that woman was plotting.

“Caleb, she’s not a prisoner.” Niko’s words echoed my inner thoughts.