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He rolled onto his back and took me with him, pressing his hard, pierced cock against my slit as I straddled his wide body.
“I want you above me, riding me like a queen,” he said, his eyes blazing with pure adoration. “I want to feel you like this, and I want you in complete control after what happened. So you know this is you doing what you want.”
I nodded, unable to voice the love I felt for him at that moment, and lifted my leg to position the head of his cock against my hot, sopping entrance. I felt it push inside and let gravity take me down its length.
His cock pulsed and jumped inside my tight tunnel walls, connecting with my throbbing core. I gasped as he took my hips and thrust upwards, piercing me with his pierced shaft.
“That’s good,” he groaned and thrust again. “Fuck that’s good.”
The other three climbed onto the bed with us and in moments we were a flurry of hands, mouths, thrusting cocks and hungry bodies seeking satiation.
The most important part of all was the erasure of what had happened in the prison. With each pass of Ryker’s thick cock inside of me, it replaced the memory of that day. It took over the painful event and left a beautiful, sensual experience in its place.
Being impaled by Ryker consumed me and drove away the remains of the Organization’s control over my body and my pleasure. Having the Kings join in, touching and kissing me as I came so hard my memories were shattered made it all better.
When I came down from the orgasmic high I floated on, I was ready for the next man inside of me and I was ready for the next experience to layer on the last.
Healing through sex was the greatest gift any of them could ever give me. And it empowered me to give it back.
CHAPTER14
“I wishwe’d never heard of the Organization,” Penny grumbled as I snapped her small suitcase shut. I was taking her home from the hospital and we had to maintain the illusion that she’d been injured on a camping trip with both our schools, and hadn’t been kidnapped by a bunch of psychos.
“Then we never would have met,” I said brightly and threw a pillow at her.
She caught it and laughed. “Yeah, okay. Good point.”
She looked good. Way better than she had when we’d dragged her out of the prison. She had color to her cheeks again, and her gaunt frame had filled out. She was wearing the outfit I’d brought her, a loose pair of soft designer yoga pants, a loose tee shirt and a hoodie. I brought her a comfy pair of sheepskin boots that would keep her warm and cozy. Her comfort was paramount to me right now.
“Yeah, it is a good point because you love having me as a bestie,” I grinned. “Even if it means being dragged through hell and back because you’re my friend.”
My smile dropped immediately as I thought about everything she’d been through because of me.
“Hey, stop that,” Penny said, slipping off the bed to stand next to me. “You are my best friend, end of. There’s no reason to apologize and dredge it all up. Besides, you’re gonna help me learn how to fight. Your arms are already looking bigger and you walk like you could fuck people up. I want that.”
“You? Fight?” I asked, raising my eyebrow. I picked up her suitcase as she flung her purse over her shoulder and walked out the door. “Are you sure about that?”
“Hell yeah,” she said, looking back just before she poked the down button at the elevator. “I was born to fight, I tell you what.”
She did a silly southern accent at the end, and I giggled again. “I honestly never saw you as the fighting type, but it would be pretty cool to have you by my side. And imagine one of those thugs showing up to grab us for the Organization and getting a Louboutin in the balls.”
“Yes!” she exclaimed with glee as the elevator doors opened and we stepped inside. The nurse behind the station noticed us and waved goodbye. We waved back.
As the elevator went down, Penny added, “Imagine some Organization asshole getting a Vuitton bag stuffed with a brick smashed right over his head.”
We laughed and talked about the other stylish ways we could fight back. By the time we got to Valen’s Mercedes, we were ready to take over the world.
“You two look like you’re plotting something,” Valen said with mock fear. I loved his slight British accent and the way he widened his beautiful eyes. He made the perfect leading man to our new tough girl personas.
“We’re planning on kicking some ass,” I said, handing him the suitcase.
“I hope it’s not mine,” he said, lifting his eyebrows and flashing me a gorgeous smile. His teeth were brilliant white against his tanned skin, and I wanted to run my hands through his thick black hair right before I jumped into his arms and tore his clothes off.
I shook my head to clear those thoughts, it wasn’t the time or place for them, there was always time for that when we were alone. He helped us into the car, and I even gave Penny the front seat just to be a nice friend. Also, so I could watch Valen from the back seat and drink in the sight of his profile as he drove and catch those gorgeous eyes in the rear-view mirror.
We dropped Penny off at her place without incident, but the way her father looked at me gave me the sneaking suspicion that he knew exactly where we’d been and who I was. I remembered what Thackeray had said about her family being used to launder Organization money. How Penny should have been off limits, but she’d been taken because of me.
That angered me and gave me hope. It pissed me off because there was no reason to take her with us, but it made me think that the Organization was beholden to something other than themselves if they felt the need to hide their money. They had a weakness, and finding that weakness would make them easier to exploit and eventually destroy.
