Font Size:  

The sun finishes its descent on the horizon, darkening the room. Duke gets up to start a fire, and the glint of steel on Flounder’s collar as he follows the man catches my attention.

“What about the dog?” I voice the thought. “His tags.” I nod over as Noble frowns, but then it hits him, too.

“Son of a bitch,” he hisses, getting up and going to the animal, who believes he’s about to get played with. Forcing Noble to chase him around the cabin before Sol whistles, and he settles at her feet.

Unhooking the collar, he searches it carefully, dislodging a minute listening device from one side of the canine’s name tag and then finding the tracker nestled in the band itself. Sol lets out a sound of distress and covers her mouth with both hands. Realizing she’s not only being followed but listened to as well must be quite the shock.

“Don’t break them yet. I might be able to discover who they belong to, and then we’ll know for sure who is after her and have the evidence to prove it.” The rage on Noble’s face mirrors my own and, from the look of Duke, his as well.

This isn’t just about feeling violated for her, it’s an invasion of her entire life. She’s always struggled to be around people, and this isn’t going to help that. Gripping her chin with my thumb and forefinger, I turn her head to face me. Dropping a kiss on her lips, I lick across the plump morsels before pulling back.

“We’re going to take care of this, pretty girl. Don’t worry about a damn thing.” She nods, but her eyes betray her heartbreak.

Getting up, I go to a back shelf, grab one of the metal boxes, and open it for Noble. “Put ‘em in here for now. This will scramble the signal after we leave.”

The problem is, they have a general idea of where they lost the signal to begin with. The entire property is fenced with electric wire, and the gate is impenetrable, so I’m not concerned about that. What bothers me is that the person sending the notes and pictures is someone from Sol’s inner circle. Her assumption that it’s her mother is spot on. I don’t know what the woman’s deal is, but her jealousy over her daughter is unmistakable.

“Little girl.” I can’t help breathing in her scent. Soft and sweet, just like her. “How much do you know about the threats?” I feel more than see Noble and Duke stiffen at my question. Titan led us to believe it wasn’t much; he wanted to shield his only child from worry. I can admire that if it didn’t put her at a disadvantage.

“Until you showed up, I didn’t know there had been any.” She looks down at her hands, sniffling and breaking my damn heart. “I thought any threats went away with Vanessa after she shot me.”

“Did you speak to anyone about what happened?” Duke’s insight is slightly shocking; he’s not much for heart-to-hearts.

“I had my parents,” she finally says.

“I mean professionally,” he clarifies. I already know the answer before she shakes her head. After combing through her complete medical history, I learned she was treated by the very best, but nobody thought about the ramifications afterwards. She was left to flounder.

“What do they want to do to me?” She asks the question I know none of us wants to answer.

“You don’t need to know that part,” Noble says, lifting her chin with a gentle finger. “But you need to know that you shouldn’t trust anyone but us.”

“What about my father?” She’s right. For all the man’s faults, I don’t think he’d ever intentionally hurt her. However, he might give something away that we don’t want anyone to know.

Noble voices the same thought. “I don’t believe he’d harm you, little girl, but I don’t think he’d believe someone he trusts would hurt you, either. So, until the threat is neutralized, it’s just us.”

Biting her lip, she agrees. “Bedtime, it’s bedtime!” Sebastian bellows just as the clock hits ten p.m.

“He’s right,” I reinforce and brush a hand through her hair. Sol’s eyes close, and she lets out a little moan as I massage her scalp. “Why don’t you crawl into bed, and we’ll be in in a little while.”

She snorts. “That bed isn’t big enough for one of you, let alone all three.”Who knew she was so sassy?

Leaning down over her head, I pull her hair back so she’s forced to look up at me. “That’s not the bed I was referring to.” Her plump lips part in the perfect O that has my dick throbbing to slip inside.

“Duke, put the bird away.” Noble hauls her up over his shoulder, making her laugh. The carefree sound is addictive. “We’ll be putting our girl to bed. Join us after.”

“Oh boy,” she whispers, gripping the back of Noble’s shirt while trying to glance up at me as I follow behind.

* * *

Sol

This room is much different than the one I was in earlier. It’s larger, almost the size of my room back home. The bed is massive enough to fit all three men, and I only know this because when Noble flips me over to land on my back, I’m unable to reach either side of the bed. I can barely even see the ends of the mattress.

I’m quickly stripped of my clothing, which wasn’t much, and my legs are spread wide open as Lorde drops down on one side of me, stealing my attention. “What are you-ooooo…” I can’t finish. A hot mouth closes around my entire sex, tongue licking through my folds, and I feel as if I’m about to come undone.

Lorde’s hand traces across my belly, tickling me with his gentle touch. He doesn’t stop until he reaches a nipple. I watch as his thumb and finger pinch around the bud, not enough to hurt, but enough that a buzzing warmth travels straight to where Noble is eating me like I’m his last meal.

“Tell us, sweet little girl, whose virgin cunt that belongs to. Tell Daddy how much you want us to pop that cherry.” Lorde isn’t normally the one with a filthy mouth; he’s sensitive and considerate, but my oh my, I like this too.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like