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“Show me, show me how much,” she demands, her voice hoarse and body covered in a thin sheen of sweat as I lick her neck again and drive into her with wild abandon. That ice I once held onto so tightly is just a puddle of water with her, my walls down.
We are just a man and a woman in love.
Just two Vipers locked together.
“I love you,” she pants, and I groan.
“Say it again,” I demand. I never tire of hearing it, especially from her lips. She only ever seems to say it when I break her down.
“I love you, love you, love you,” she chants, as she meets my brutal thrusts. “Love you!” she screams, as I slam into her once more and still, melting, my balls emptying inside her as she comes as well.
We collapse to the desk, me still inside her, and when she starts to push back again, my softening cock begins to harden. “Goddamn it, love.”
“Better get to work, Mr. Viper,” she purrs, making me chuckle.
“Every goddamn day,” I promise, as I start to move again with shallow, little thrusts that she rocks to meet. “I love you, Roxxane, my weakness, my love.”
Chapter Seventy
ROXY
Iwatch them interact as I sip my coffee. It’s our morning routine now, and I love it. They know it, so they always make sure they are here every morning. Garrett laughs at something Diesel says, and Ryder shakes his head as Kenzo smirks.
If I look closely, I can see the change in them since the first time I sat in this very chair—hell, I can see the change in myself…all thanks to them.
“We have something to show you, love,” Ryder tells me, startling me from my thoughts.
“Yeah?” I ask, and down my coffee. “Something good?”
“Something amazing,” Kenzo corrects, just as I’m about to ask if it’s their cocks, and smacks my thigh. “Go get ready.”
I dress quickly, feeling excited, and they blindfold me when we get in the car.
“Kinky,” I mutter, making them laugh. We drive for a while, and I try to remember the turns, but I get bored and distracted when someone starts stroking my thigh, the bastards. When we finally stop, I’m wound up and annoyed. The doors open, and then a hand grabs mine and pulls me from the car to what feels like gravel under my feet. They step behind me. “Ready, baby?” It’s Garrett.
“Yes, fucking show me, you assholes,” I snap, making them laugh again as the blindfold is removed.
I stare in confusion at the house before me…well, it’s more like a fucking mansion. It’s black. A fucking black mansion. I glance around at the trees shading it from view. There is a garage to the left, one that’s massive. The double doors are open, and I frown harder. It’s stunning, absolutely stunning, and honestly, I’ve never seen a black house before, whoever it belongs to is a fucking genius.
“What-what is this?” I query, confused.
“Our home. We are a family now, and we need more than an apartment. This is for us to start our future right. It’s safe and we have security and no one knows where this is…” Ryder trails off nervously, so Kenzo steps up and carries on for him.
“It’s for you, darling, to show you we’re in this forever. This is our home.”
“Our future,” Diesel adds, and then winks. “It even has a basement for us to play in.”
“A gym,” Garrett murmurs.
“An office for us both,” Ryder inserts.
“Ours?” I whisper, looking back at it before I squeal. “Can I go in?”
They nod and laugh, and I rush through the doors like a child, just gawking. It’s beautiful. The walls are a deep grey, and the floors are a dark white and black gold marble. The stairs are split into two and curved up. It’s modern like the apartment, but I can feel the difference, the warmth and rightness of being here. It looks huge, and I can’t wait to explore. I never imagined a home for myself because it wasn’t an option I had, but now that I’m here…I can’t help but think it’s perfect.
It just needs the finishing touches, like lots of skulls everywhere…not real ones, though I wouldn’t put it past Diesel.
Ryder grabs my hand and links our fingers, leading me through a door to the left and into a living room with a huge TV, five leather sofas, a low coffee table, and a rug. Dark mahogany bookcases line the back of the room. It screams money, but also looks cosy and very me…us.
