Page 68 of Ace of All Hearts


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I think of how much I missed him when I escaped Bianco. The number of times I looked out my window from the Murrays’ and secretly hoped he would find us. Findme. How I wished he would move mountains for me just because he loved me that much.

And I remember the relief when he did find us in senior year. When he showed up outside our school and how it broke my heart to pretend I didn’t want him there. I remember the time we spent together, the conflicting feelings of knowing he was blackmailing me just so we would be close, because our relationship allowed nothing else but fake hate and stolen moments.

When he gets in a rhythm of thrusts, kisses, and caresses, I feel the warmth in my chest and my heart drops to my stomach. I feel the way my orgasm builds languidly from the love he is passing on to me.

For however long this lasts, Bianco never existed. I grew up with loving parents. My brothers both loved me and each other. I was never adopted by a man who was the leader of a criminal organization. I was never kidnapped for something I should have never been involved with in the first place.

For however long this lasts, I met Sam in high school, and we fell in love with each other. He took me on dates and drove me around in his car. He took me back to my house before curfew and snuck in through my window when my parents went to bed.

I close my eyes as the burning fire of climax takes over me and my moans fill the room. Sam’s mouth swallows them before pulling away.

“Open your eyes. I want you to look at me when you come on my dick.”

I do. He accelerates, building up a rhythm that not only carries me through the wave of my orgasm but also brings him to his.

He falls on me, grabbing me into a tight embrace as he slowly softens inside me. I feel his cum leaking out of me. His warmth makes me forget everything again, his strong arms keeping me tightly against him, and his head comes to rest in the crook of my neck.

“Lovebug.” His voice finally raises after minutes of silence. I don’t know how I’ll ever get used to this nickname again. It feels too good, like I don’t deserve this kind of happiness. “Are you on any contraception?”

“Right. Now is the perfect moment to ask, Sam. After you came inside me. The same thing your boyfriend did last weekend.”

He pulls up, holding himself right above me with his palms on the mattress on either side of my head. “Fuck. I…it’s been so long since I slept with a girl. It didn’t even cross my mind.”

I raise an eyebrow at him. “And Lik had never slept with a girl before. Except you’re not stupid, are you? You know what it could imply.”

“Just answer the question,” he growls back.

“I am,” I finally tell him. “Viktor was kind enough to let me get an implant.” I show him the inside of my left upper arm. “Right there.” I point to where it is. “But that doesn’t protect any of us from STDs, you idiot.”

“Lik and I got tested. We’re STD-free.” He lets himself fall back on me. “We’re all fine.”

I roll my eyes. “There are four of us who’ve been sleeping together. We’re not fine.” It’s a strange thing to say, yet I’m oddly getting used to talking about four people when it comes to our relationship. Relationships?

It’s a strange dynamic, but I like it. Especially now that we’re starting to love each other just a tiny bit more than we hate each other.

“Alright,” he mutters against my collarbone. “I’ll take us all to get tested today. Yeah?”

“Yeah.” My hand comes to massage his scalp, relishing in the feeling of his soft, messy hair against my fingertips.

It’s around eight when we both come out of the guest bedroom, showered and satiated. I borrowed a long sweater of his, and he found some sweatpants, leaving his upper body naked to my pleasure. I feel strange walking back to his master bedroom, knowing I left Lik and Rachel alone in there. When we approach the door, their loud voices reach us easily.

“You fucking perv!” Rachel shrieks.

“It’s not for you!” he fights back. “I’m not attracted to you. Not like that.” His beautiful voice is still hoarse from sleep.

“Really? Hard to believe when I woke up with your hard dick against my ass! Ew. Ew, men are disgusting.”

“Oh my god, get over yourself. It’s only natural!”

I push the door open, Sam following. He stops so close behind me I can feel his heat through my sweater.

“What’s going on?” I ask innocently.

Rachel is standing, holding the covers close to herself, while Lik is sitting naked on the bed and a pillow covering his lap. I bite my lip for two reasons. The first being seeing two people I love to fuck makes me hot. The second…this situation is hilarious.

“Where were you?” She swings around to me. “You were meant to be in the middle of us, not leave me to wake up with Lik’s hard-on rubbing against me!”

My lips twitch as I try to force myself not to burst out laughing.

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