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I shake my head and wrap my fingers around his length. Gliding my hand up and down a few times, I lean forward and touch my lips to the tip of his dick. He grunts, his hand sliding around the side of my head, his finger gripping the strands of hair at the back as he guides my face up and down his length.
“Touch your cunt. I want to watch you come.”
I continue moving my mouth up and down his length while I slip my fingers between my legs and touch myself. Swirling my fingers around my clit, I start to play as I continue to suck and lick him. My eyes stay connected with his as he moves me, using me for his pleasure.
It’s perfection in so many ways.
It doesn’t take long for me to get close. I’m on the edge, teetering and ready to fall over, when he tugs me away from his length. “I’m coming inside of you, not down your throat,” he announces. “Stand.”
Standing, I wrap my arms around his neck and touch my mouth to his. “Fuckin’ love you, buttercup.”
I don’t know if he’s actually said the words to me before, but I love them. “I love you so much, Lance.”
His fingers curl around my wrist and gently slide down my arms as he tugs them away from his neck. He turns me around so that I’m facing the wall. He touches his lips to the side of my neck, his tongue tasting my skin before he speaks, and when he does, it’s a whisper at the shell of my ear.
His fingers wrap around my hips, and he tugs them backward as he buries himself inside of me. I cry out as my head falls back, landing on his shoulder with a thud. His hand slides between my legs, and he touches me, bringing me to the edge with his fingers as he moves inside of me.
It doesn’t take me long to find my release. It rushes through me, consuming me, and then…
Bliss.
AGONY
“So, what the fuck do we do now?” Volt asks.
“Diaz and Logan are dead, along with those other assholes. A whole fucking building full of men is gone,” Legacy begins. “But it’s not done yet.”
“What the fuck do you mean it’s not done yet?” Hellcat demands.
I haven’t seen him since the whole thing went down. I watched as he dragged Thunder away naked, appearing terrified as fuck. Turning to look at him, I wince at the anger that radiates from him. He’s got to get his shit under control.
I shift my attention back to Legacy. He dips his chin, his eyes finding mine in a silent instruction to go forward. Clearing my throat, I glance around the room, hoping everyone understands just how serious this shit really is with the Hell’s Souls.
“Hell’s Souls did not let Duke and Bond free. They’re going to punish them, which will no doubt lead to their deaths,” I begin.
“Didn’t they say if they did this job with the Dead Phoenix, got them out of it all, that they were free to go?” Roadkill asks.
“They lied,” I state. “I’ve told them to do something that is dirty, but they aren’t playing fair,” I murmur. “The fed they have contact with is Duke’s contact. I told him to call them and have those fucks hauled in. It’ll buy them some time at least.”
“Until a target is painted on their backs, and a reward is put on their heads,” Itch murmurs.
“Until then,” I confirm, nodding in agreement.
“So, what happens next?” Legacy asks, pushing the conversation forward.
Slipping my tongue out, I slide it across my bottom lip and inhale a deep breath, letting it out slowly. I take in the men around the room. They are watching me, waiting for me to say what I think should be happening.
I have my own opinion. I’m just not sure everyone here will agree with it. I haven’t even told Legacy what I propose.
“I’d like to invite Duke and Bond to become part of the Devil’s Hellions.”
Silence greets me.
There is not a single word spoken as every man in the room lifts his gaze, attention on me, and mouths pressed together in a thin line. It’s just a proposition; it doesn’t mean it has to happen, but I’m not the first person to offer a crazy idea in this club.
“That puts a target onourbacks,” Legacy grunts. “Unless…” Arching a brow, I wait for him to say something else and finish his thought. “They helped us out in a big fucking way. They got those women off to safety, and they were right in the middle of the gunfight with us, no goddamn questions asked.”
He’s right. They helped the women get to safety, they were shooting the same assholes we were, and never once did they betray us in any way that I know of.
