AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I was so sensitive from coming twice already. “Fuck, Keelan!”
He chuckled. “That’s what I plan on doing.” He pumped his cock inside me a few times before he moved his hands to the backs of my knees and pushed my thighs to my chest. He held them there as he watched his cock go in and out of me slowly. The groan of pleasure he let out at what he saw made me clench around him. His thrusts picked up the pace until he was pounding into me.
I was still so sensitive that the pleasure was almost too much to bear. “Please!” I begged, but I didn’t know if it was for him to stop or to keep going. When I was on the cusp of coming, tears began to leak from the corners of my eyes. “Keelan!”
Because he was holding me down, all I could do was fist the blankets beneath me as I was completely wracked by another orgasm. I lost hearing for a short time. I lost sight, too. Well, I closed my eyes, but my point was that I was so consumed with feeling what he’d unleashed on me that I almost missed his climax.
His thrusts started to sputter until he slammed into me one last time, grunting. He wobbled a little and let out a curse as he let go of one of my legs to catch himself on the bed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
He laughed in between pants. “You’re the only woman who has ever made me go weak in the knees.”
I laughed as I wiped away the streaks of tears next to my eyes.
He went still. “Those are good tears, right?”
I smiled at him. “I came so hard it made me cry. So I would say yes, they are good tears.”
Keelan smiled back at me. Pushing my legs apart, he leaned between them to give me a kiss. Then another one, before pulling out of me and going back into the bathroom to dispose of the condom.
I took that time to scoot farther back on the bed. When he returned, he crawled onto the bed next to me and laced his fingers behind his head. “Still feeling angry?”
I snorted. “I don’t think it’s possible to still be angry after three orgasms.”
“It shouldn’t be possible to be angry after one orgasm, but you were ready to commit murder. I figured I would play it safe and give you three.”
I reached for a pillow and smacked him with it, making him laugh as he blocked it with his arm. “Don’t act like you were doing me any favors. You were only trying to show up Knox,” I said and smacked him with the pillow again.
He snatched the pillow away with a chuckle. “I’ll be honest, baby girl, I forgot all about my brother the moment you dropped to your knees in the shower.” He tossed the pillow to the side and lunged for me.
I fought to prevent him from pinning me. It was odd and kind of a turn-on, despite just having had sex, to somewhat spar while naked. Both of those feelings distracted me enough to give him the upper hand. I wound up on my stomach with his hands pinning mine behind my back and his cock nestled between my butt cheeks. I bucked up against him in a futile attempt to get him off of me. All it did was make him grow hard again. I guessed I wasn’t the only one getting turned on sparring naked.
He let out a breathy laugh. “That first time you grounded me, I really thought I might have met my soulmate.” His lips pressed to my spine, making me squirm. I tried to pull my wrists from his grasp as he started trailing kisses up. “I am certain now that you are,” he added.
His words made me stop resisting. “I love you, pretty boy.”
I felt his mouth stretch into a smile between my shoulder blades. “I love you, too, baby girl.”
When his kisses reached my neck, I tilted my head to the side to give him better access.
“I don’t think we’ll be leaving this room today,” he whispered in my ear.
13
Later that night,we were all sitting in the living room. I was lounging on the couch getting my feet rubbed by Colt while Creed, Knox, and Keelan were sitting on the floor around the coffee table playing cards. We had a fire going and I found myself in a trance watching the flames as I ran my finger over the long scar that went up my inner arm.
“What are you thinking about, babe?” Colt asked.
I blinked a few times to break free. “I was thinking about how I got this scar.”
Knox, Keelan, and Creed went silent.
Colt’s hands stilled on my feet. “What made you think of that?”
“My hair,” I answered. It had been over a week and I still wasn’t used to it. I still saw her when I looked in the mirror. “I had built these walls inside my head to help keep that night buried in the furthest corner of my mind. I’ve been working to tear those walls down to face what happened that night. That day Logan showed you the pictures of all of Mr. X’s victims, I only told you what I could about the night my family was murdered because that was as far as I could get before I hit a wall.”
Creed, Knox, and Keelan had frozen in the middle of their game. None of them were looking at the hand of cards they each held. Instead, their focus was on me.
