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He felt slighted.

And I felt like an asshole.

How was I supposed to tell him that my mind had wandered away from him to the images in my mind that I’d conjured up of him with our shared lover? With any of the other men, I would have had no problem bringing it up because we’d all agreed on how much we believed that secrets didn’t make friends. They were both being stupid, but in time, they’d both learn their mistakes, I was sure of it.

“Of course I’m paying attention to you, Dame,” I said in a voice meant to soothe him as I sat up in a rush. “You’re standing right in front of me, and you’re mostly naked. How could I not pay attention to you? You’re the only thing I see right now.”

I hated to sayright now, but facts were facts, and I had a whole lot of men in my life. Though none of them were ever far from my mind for very long. How could they be when each and every one of them owned their own piece of my heart and my soul?

His nostrils flared as he stared down at me with a haughty look on his face that I had not seen directed my way since the very beginning, not since before I realized they were Brothers of the Flame. Hell, maybe he’d even looked at me like that after I knew what they were and what I was to be to them, but perhaps I’d blocked it out of my memory. Stranger things had happened since then.

“I know one way to make sure I’m the only person on your mind.”

He grabbed me roughly by the hips and pulled my ass until it was halfway hanging off the edge of the counter. My feet slipped and fell off, my legs dangling over the side. Damien let me go to shove his briefs down his legs in a rush. His cock sprang out, thick and very, very hard.

I reached for it immediately, almost as if I could not help myself and simply had to touch it. I had just about wrapped my greedy fingers around it when he rudely pushed my hand away.

“Oh no you don’t, you little minx. I am glad to see your eyes on me and finally focused, even if it did take my cock to get you there.”

Oh boy.

My pretty boy really did not like the thought of me being able to zone out when he was taking his clothes off, and I couldn’t say I blamed him. I’d hurt his precious feelings, and now I was going to pay for it.

I was ready, more than ready, and oh so very willing.

He rubbed his cock through the slickness between my legs, coating it before lining it up with my hole.

He didn’t hesitate to thrust his hips roughly, burying himself all the way inside my pussy from stem to root.

He set a fast, brutal pace as he grabbed my thighs, lifting my legs up and pressing them against my chest, folding me in on myself. He leaned over me, pressing his chest into the backs of my thighs, and pinned me to the counter.

He had me trapped right where he wanted me, and I couldn’t move while he fucked me like a madman, grunting with each jerk of his hips. The room was filled with the sounds of our skin slapping together, his grunts, and the needy, hungry noises coming out of my mouth.

I clutched his arms, holding onto him, my fingernails biting into his skin. As he pounded into me, a thin layer of sweat covered both our bodies, though I didn’t understand why I was sweating when he was doing all the work.

It didn’t take long for that familiar tingle to start again and my toes to curl in. My orgasm blew through me, and the inner walls of my pussy clamped down on his cock, gripping him tightly. His thrusts stuttered as he ground out, “Fuck, honey. Your pussy is so tight around my cock, I can’t hold myself back any longer. It’s like you’re strangling the fuck out of me, and now I have to come or I might pass out.”

I didn’t mind, we could come together. I liked it like that.

His hips stuttered to a stop, and I felt his cock jerk inside of me as he came, filling me up with his release. His finger tapped my clit, and just like that, I erupted alongside him.

He pressed his sweaty forehead to mine and closed his eyes. “You drive me so damn crazy it’s stupid, and I lose my mind around you every time. Only you bring that out in me.”

I was glad Julian wasn’t here to hear his words, because they might have hurt his feelings. It might have made me a terrible person, but I loved hearing them. They made my heart sing. I was sure they had things just between the two of them that I didn’t want to hear either for fear of the same thing.

I never wanted to do anything to hurt any of them, ever.

I loved them all equally but individually.

And I liked knowing they loved me just the same.

“I want you to get cleaned up, and then I want to see you in your dress.”

I glared at the bossy man. “You better at least kiss me first and then tell me you love me, or I’m not doing anything you want me to.”

He smirked at me like a fallen angel. “I think I can handle that.”

He wasn’t wrong.

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