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From the sounds of it, both women came undone immediately. Khloe saw stars, the pleasure was so intense. She'd been aching to be filled and the relief of Ryder claiming her made her almost drop the crop from her clenchedteeth.
The Doms were on a mission, fucking their submissives hard and fast. Khloe's eyes met Emma's and the subs shared an intimate moment of understanding. She felt Ryder's fingers digging into her hips as he held her hard while fucking her impossibly deep. She was sure he was about to explode when he stilled, buried deep inside her while they watched Emma and Chase both cry out as they orgasmedtogether.
Khloe felt cheated that her own grand finale was cut short, but she was helpless to complain about it with the crop still wedged in between her teeth. Her jaw was starting to becomefatigued.
Frustrated tears filled her eyes when Ryder removed his thickness from her pussy, leaving herbereft.
She was contemplating opening her mouth to complain when she felt the first drops of warm liquid on her ass, more specifically near her puckered hole. Her pulse raced as she felt Ryder's fingers prying her punished cheeks apart to uncover her most private body part. She felt more liquid just as something small penetrated her bottom. It wasn't his cock, of that she was sure. She remembered how full she'd felt Valentine's Day when he'd claimed her there. Her cheeks had to be bright red as she recognized both Chase and Emma were catching their breath andwatching.
She was blind to what was happening behind her, but she had a front row seat to watch a fully erect Jaxson, cock protruding proudly from his groin, step behind Chase and begin dribbling lubricant in exactly the same hole Ryder was for Khloe. As best as she could tell, Chase's penis was still buried inside Emma's pussy, yet with each passing second of Jaxson's finger fucking, she could see Chase shedding his dominance and embracingsubmission.
As if it were choreographed, Jaxson and Ryder completed the preparations of their sub's bottoms and each stepped closer. Khloe felt Ryder testing her pucker with the tip of his erection, pushing in a bit before retreating. In. Out. Each attempt a bit deeper. Stretching her a bit wider until the tight ring of muscles at her entrance were trained and ready for what she knew wascoming.
The Doms claimed their subs together. One minute she longed for Ryder. The next she was impossibly full, stretched so wide it burned. Relief was short as he withdrew, only to slam back into her ass. That was when she opened her mouth to cry out his name and the crop fell to thefloor.
Ryder frozen, still buried inside her. She knew he was on the brink of coming by his pained question, "Are you safewording?"
"God no! More!" Khloe should have been embarrassed at the grins all three of the trio's faces as they witnessed her desperate plea, but she was too excited to come to care. In fact, when Ryder seemed reluctant to claim her at the same pace as before, she added, "Harder!"
His open-handed smack to her bottom arrived with his warning, "You're topping from the bottom again, little girl. I decide how I fuck you,remember?"
Oh boy, did she ever and it turned heron.
His hands were back on her hips, fingers digging into her to once again, holding her still to act as the receptacle for his rod. She was distracted watching Jaxson servicing her ex with the same dirty rhythm. Each Dom's thrusts were getting harder... faster... as if they were racing to the end. Ryder's pounding became erratic when he leaned into her back, reaching his right hand lower until he could reach Khloe'spussy.
She waited for him to stroke her to climax or maybe pinch her clit, but instead he used his open hand to begin slapping her as if he were spanking her pussy. More pleasure. More pain. Sensory overload. It was oh so close, but not nearly enough. Khloe lost track of how long their sexy dance went on, turning herself over to the cocktail of sensations consuming her body andsoul.
He drove her over the cliff into a mammoth, screaming orgasm that club members playing across the entire space had to hear. She was vaguely aware of Ryder shooting waves of his sticky cream into herbowels.
The climax zapped her of her strength, leaving her a limp noodle strung up from the restraints. She was grateful the leather horse propped her up or she would have been hanging completely from herwrists.
Khloe felt the warm washcloth and towel gently cleaning her inner thighs, pussy and bottom hole. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensations buzzing through her body until she felt Ryder lowering her restraints. Then he was there, scooping her into his arms, and she felt like she was cominghome.
Khloe loved the sound of his beating heart against her ear as she snuggled against him, feeling closer to him than she had anyone ever before. The pain of possibly having to say good-bye to him again was more than she could fathom, yet it was already too late. Khloe knew she'd already given him the power to break herheart.
Chapter 21
The clock read four-thirty-three.What was the dateagain?
Ryder would be marking the occasion in the encrypted, online journal he kept. The log that held all of the important details of his life. Conversations or actions he might need to remember. Details for some future report he'd need to file forLangley.
Only he would know that tucked in between details of dangerous arms deals and a plethora of other illegal activities he'd witnessed as a deep cover agent, that he'd hidden the most important statement of fact he would everrecord.
It was the first moment of his thirty-eight years that he knew with every fiber of his being that he was in love. Not sexually addicted or in lust, but head-over-heels, Romeo and Juliet, till-death-do-you-part kindashit.
And there couldn't be a worse person in the world to have it happenwith.
The irony was not lost on him. He never dreamed he could feel as he did for Khloe, but had she been a schoolteacher or a nurse, they might have had a small chance at happiness. It was rare, but a few of his peers had managed to make it work, taking their families with them across the globe. They'd stepped back from the most dangerous missions, but still managed to have it all. Others had retired. Walked away from their life's work for the one they loved––successfully changing their identity and staying under the radar to start overagain.
But he knew the depth of the Volkovs' global reach paired with Khloe's extraordinary fame combined for an impossible combination. She didn't know it yet, but their budding relationship had been sentenced to the death penalty before it hadstarted.
The beautiful woman inches away from him sighed softly in her sleep, subconsciously snuggling closer to him even in herslumber.
He'd left on the small lamp next to the mammoth round bed in Davidson's loft so he could watch her doze, knowing he wouldn't sleep that night, refusing to miss even a moment of their limited remaining time together. He'd lain awake memorizing every fine laugh-line around her eyes that she had frantically applied expensive creams to before she'd come tobed.
He loved that he knew that tiny secret about her. And that she took forever to eat a damn meal, or the best secret... how gorgeous and vulnerable she looked as she orgasmed. As a public figure, there was so much the world knew about Khloe Monroe, and that made him treasure his private memories of her that muchmore.
And that, right there, was exactly why they weredoomed.
