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With a growl that promises retribution, he strips out of his clothes and stomps towards us. In the glass window, I see his reflection as he grabs Lukas by the throat and slams their lips together.
Seb grips my hair and pushes into me. He’s close, I can feel it, and I focus on him, laving my tongue around him as he fucks into me faster and faster. I hollow my cheeks out and suck, swallowing him down. He grunts, his hand on my hair tightening almost painfully as he stiffens. His release fills my mouth, and I swallow as fast as I can. His fingers are gentle in my hair, and he staggers back to lean on the wall, staring at me.
“Shit,” he murmurs.
I lick my lips, tasting him on me. Just as Lukas’ fingers bite into my hip. He lets out a groan. I catch a glimpse of the reflection, and my eyes widen. Holy shit.
Darion is fucking Lukas, who is still buried inside me. I whine.
“Oh, shit,” Lukas moans in my ear. He presses his hot mouth against the skin of my shoulder.
I shudder.
“And now you both know that you belong to me,” Darion growls. His eyes meet mine in the window. Blue flames of possession. I clench on Lukas and tear a panting moan from him.
I watch Darion’s face in the reflection, the bliss, the small, powerful smile before he moves. He draws back, and I see the moment he slams forward, but then Lukas smashes into me. I cry out.
“Seb, shut her up.” Darion growls.
Seb laughs and gets to his feet. He comes back over to me, and I’m stunned to see he’s hard again already.
“Come on, baby, Darion needs you to be quiet while he fucks his claim into you both.”
I open my mouth, overwhelmed by the sight and sounds, the slaps of flesh, Lukas’ low moans, Darion’s grunts. The smell of summer rain, fire, and carnivals mixed with my scent is intoxicating, drugging.
Seb strokes my jaw as I moan and swallow him.
“Lukas, how many times have I told you not to throw temper tantrums in the office?” Darion barks out.
Lukas laughs, and we both groan at Darion’s next thrust. I’m going to catch fire. I’m almost incoherent with need. He’s filling me up so good. The weight is exactly what I want, everything is perfect. But I can’t reach it-
I look up, and Darion’s eyes lock on mine. “Be a good girl and come on Lukas’ cock. I want to feel him squeeze me so tight I have to force myself to stay inside him.”
My eyes widen as the words trigger my body into falling off the edge of the cliff. I scream around Seb’s cock, shuddering into a release that causes Lukas to cry out. Seb and Darion keep fucking us, but we’re collapsed between them. Seb laughs and pulls out, stroking himself until he lets out a low sound and comes all over my face.
I love it.
Darion growls, and in the reflection, I see his violent thrusts before he sinks his teeth into Lukas’ shoulder and finds his own release. Blood runs in rivulets but it’s the look on their faces that melts me and does me in.
As we pant and Lukas slowly withdraws from me, I realise one thing really clearly. I want what they have.
twenty-four
Darion
Turning and walking out of my office is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. I force myself to move away and decide no, walking away is the hardest thing I’ve had to do. I want to go back in there and bask in the aftermath of our fucking.
Trin sees me and stands up, a coy smile dragging across her lips. She presses herself against my chest and hangs on my arm. She should be able to smell Missy all over me, but she doesn’t seem to notice or care.
My skin crawls, and a bleakness I thought I was long past returns. Bile crawls up my throat. I push her off me and step away, giving myself space to move.
A flash of memory screams through me, and I shudder, feeling like vomiting. It’s not like that anymore. I can say no. I can say when. I can say stop.
“What are you doing here? Have you remembered anything new?” My tone is rude, but I can’t help it, she knows not to come here.
“I came to see you.” Her eyes turn lost, unfocused, and she looks confused.
I stare at her. I’m not sure what game she’s playing. Her eyes are filled with secrets and lies, and I wonder which of those is going to hurt me. Or is she trying to hurt Missy? The idea of that makes my fingers curl and lock, the urge to strangle her, eliminate her before she can hurt my omega, rides me hard enough that I miss what Trin is saying.
