Page 61 of Rebel Heart


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I wanted to feel connected to my woman.

I fit myself behind her, spooning her so I alternated between squeezing her nipples and playing with her clit. She writhed in my arms, getting wetter and wetter when I fingered her.

I spread some of that arousal back to her sweet, tight little hole, and then pressed my dick to it.

Black spots appeared behind my eyes as I sank inside her. She took me there like I’d been made for her, and I fucked her slowly, grinding against her ass while she moaned my name.

Kian joined us on the floor, lifting her leg and drawing it over his hip. He kissed her mouth, smothering her moans, and creating new ones at the same time.

The pressure increased as he drove his dick inside her slit.

“I need to come,” I groaned.

Kian picked up the pace, thrusting inside her easier now that she was used to us. She kissed him hard, with her other hand reached backward for me, holding my ass and encouraging me to fuck her just as fast.

Kian and I thrust in unison, Rebel’s cries of pleasure the one and only goal.

We didn’t come until her entire body shook, and she clamped down on us both, throbbing and pulsing while she shouted. “Oh! Oh!”

I came hard, my vision blacking out entirely; all that was left was the sweet agony of coming inside her. My shouts mingled with hers and Kian’s, none of us trying to be quiet when there was no reason to be.

This hadn’t been what I was expecting. But this was what we’d come here for.

I rode it out, focusing on her, making sure she was still loving it as much as we were.

Her moans and trembles of ecstasy said she was.

When I pulled from her body, she rolled over onto her back, staring up at me.

“Hey you.” Her expression was nothing but blissed-out perfection. “Kiss me.”

She didn’t have to tell me twice. I kissed her mouth softly, whispering sweet words that reminded her how good she was, how proud I was, and how fucking sexy she looked pressed in between us.

She smiled at that last one, then looked over at the clock on the wall. “Shit. I have exactly three minutes to get out there.”

“You want us to paint you real quick?” It would be torture, but I’d maybe be able to do it now my dick had had its fill of her.

She shook her head. “Not sure this was the best idea.” She went to her locker and put on a lacy black pair of panties that barely covered anything. I was sure our cum would soak through in minutes, but she didn’t seem to mind. In fact, her cheeks were so pink, I wondered if she was thinking the same thing and liking it.

She was a firecracker, and damn, I loved her. I put my mouth to hers, and my fingers between her legs, feeling that yes, indeed, they were already wet. “Just how I want you. All night. If you need a top-up later, we can do this again on your break.”

“I’ll come find you. But first, I need a shirt.” She tugged at the hem of the one I was wearing.

It would be a million times too big, but I pulled it off in a second and drew it over her head. She put her arms through the designated holes and then gathered up all the extra fabric and tied it in a knot at the small of her back.

Kian made a choking sound as her dark nipples pressed against the fabric, which was definitely not thick enough to conceal them entirely. “You can’t go out there like that. Every man is going to want to fuck your brains out.”

Walking out, she blew him a kiss. “Welcome to party night as Psychos, Kian. That’s exactly what’s supposed to happen.”

21

WAR

Even with an iPad for company, our infirmary was boring as hell. Gray cinderblock walls. Gray concrete floors. Not even a window low enough to look out.

It was real fucking hard to stay put. Hawk was being a prick and wouldn’t even let me move to my cabin. He was convinced my damn gunshot wound was infected and was insistently shoving pills down my throat and cleaning the fucking thing every few hours.

I could have just gotten up and walked out, but truth was, I didn’t actually feel that hot, and I had a feeling I wouldn’t even make it up the stairs.

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