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“Really,” he snaps as he pushes off his pants and boxer shorts and crawls onto the bed. He places his large, powerful hands on my inner thighs and presses them flat to the mattress, spreading me wide open before bending his head low. He inhales deeply and growls his approval and the animalistic way he does it makes me pant with need. Leaning down, he presses the flat of his tongue against my opening. The warmth sends a shiver down the length of my spine and I whimper shamelessly as he works the tip inside me. But it’s when he licks the length of my pussy that I almost come undone again.
“Shane,” I pant as he swirls his tongue over my clit and I experience the rush of wet heat between my thighs.
“Your cunt is so fucking sweet, Hacker,” he growls against me. “Even full of my cum. Now I know why my brothers can’t keep their fucking hands off you.”
Heat sears through me at his words as he sucks my clit into his mouth and pushes two fingers inside me at the same time. My back arches off the bed in pleasure and then I raise my hips, grinding myself on his mouth and his fingers. My climax runs from me in a hot, wet rush, making my whole pussy and thighs slick with my arousal as he tips me over the edge.
I rake my fingers through his hair and try to pull his head away. “Stop,” I pant as he keeps on sucking. “Shane. Please, I can’t,” My legs tremble violently as he keeps his tongue and his fingers working me into a frenzy until I’m cresting another wave. The intense pressure builds in my core as I realize I’m going to lose all control and I’m not sure I want him to be the one I lose it with. I have less of a connection with him than any of his brothers, but damn if he makes me come as hard as I ever have in my life.
“I want more. I want it all,” he growls as he increases his efforts and I press my head back against the pillow, powerless to resist him. I cry out his name as the next orgasm rips through my body like black powder. Wet heat gushes from me, soaking the bedsheets and Shane’s face. I pant for breath as my whole body convulses. That has never happened before. He looks up at me with a look of pure deviance in his eyes. “Damn, little hacker. Did you just…?”
“Stop,” I say, throwing my hands over my eyes. “I don’t know how that happened.”
He crawls up the bed, not even bothering to wipe any of my cum from his mouth, and takes hold of my wrists, pulling my hands from my face and pinning them either side of my head. “How the fuck am I supposed to keep out of this sweet little cunt of yours now?” he growls.
“Well, you don’t have to,” I whisper.
“Isn’t it enough that you have my brothers wrapped around your little finger? You don’t need me too. Besides, I’m not sure you’ll survive me and my brothers. And I don’t share well with others.”
“Well, maybe you need to try and learn?” I say with a grin as I place my hands on his face and pull him toward me for a kiss, but he pulls back.
“All I need to do, Hacker, is fuck you tonight. Just one night. In fact, I’m going to fuck you so hard neither of us will ever forget it, and then you can go back to my brothers.”
“Whatever you say, Shane,” I smile at him to hide the gaping hole he just tore through my chest. He might be right that I already have his brothers, but he’s wrong if he thinks that I don’t need him too. I need all of them. Each of them makes me feel something completely different, and I want it all. I know that makes me selfish. I know that I have no right to any claim on any one of these men, let alone all four of them, but it doesn’t stop me longing for it just the same. I feel something here that I haven’t experienced since I was a kid. On their own, they make me feel cherished, desired, wanted, even loved, but together, they make me feel like home. And I haven’t had that for such a long time that I’d forgotten what it was like, and how good it is to belong somewhere, or to someone.
“You ready?” Shane growls, snapping me from my thoughts. He’s holding himself up on his forearms. His breath skates over my cheek. I can smell my arousal on his face and it makes my stomach contract with the need for him. But I don’t even have a chance to answer as he pushes himself deep inside me, forcing me a few inches up the bed.
I feel every single inch of him as he buries his face in my neck and nails me to the mattress. He gives me everything he has, and I know it’s because he wants this to be it for us. I clench my walls around him, pulling him in deeper as I rake my nails down his back. If this is going to be all I get from him, then I want it all too.
“Your cunt is fucking perfect, Hacker,” he groans against my skin. “I can feel you squeezing me and dripping all over my cock. How the hell am I supposed to keep my hands off you?”
“Shane. You can’t. You fuck me too good,” I pant in response, and he growls in Gaelic in my ear as he doubles his efforts.
I lie in Shane’s bed with his arm draped over my stomach as we both catch our breath. It’s almost 3a.m. and he has fucked me over and over again for hours. He is a machine, but I’m not sure my body can take any more of him.
He curls his arm tighter around me. “Has anyone ever made you squirt twice in one night before?” he growls.
I swallow hard as his words vibrate through my core. “No-one has ever made me do that before,” I whisper.
He sucks in a breath. “Fuck, Hacker,” he grunts.
“Don’t tell your brothers that,” I say. “They’ll only view it as some sort of challenge.”
“I won’t,” he says softly before he stretches and yawns.
“Shall I go back to my room?” I ask, the words catching in my throat.
He wraps his arm back around me and pulls me to him until I’m pressed against his chest. “I said one night, Hacker. That means the entire night,” he says, pressing his lips against my hair. “Now get some sleep.”
I close my eyes and lean into him. Our bodies fit together so easily that I wonder how I will ever live without sharing his bed again. I only hope that he feels the same.
Chapter
Twenty-Eight
JESSIE
The sound of the shower running wakes me from my sleep. I stretch my limbs and smile as the dull ache in my muscles reminds me of the previous night’s endeavors. Shane Ryan is a machine in the sack. Climbing out of bed, I walk to the bathroom and find him standing in the huge walk-in shower; the water running over his perfectly chiseled body. He looks up and grins as he sees me.
