Jax’s moss-green eyes shine like verdant flames behind his glasses. His dark blond hair is scraped back from his forehead, his face a tight mask of lust as his eyes rove over the scrap of black lace covering my tits. The darkness inside of him calls to me. Ripples of both fear and arousal swirl inside my gut as I look at him.Beautifully damaged.
As I carefully unclip my knife holster and push my leggings over my hips and down my thighs, I switch my sights to Liam, his steel-gray irises glowing, reminding me of a full moon in a clear night sky. A lock of mahogany brown hair falls over his face, giving it a boyish softness. There’s a reason I always likened him to an angel. Liam is both dark and light. Devil and angel.
A masculine groan I can’t pinpoint from whom pierces the quietude of the room when my fingers slide into the edges of my panties.
Last, I meet Keane’s heavy, penetrating hazel gaze, and wetness soaks the gossamer fabric of my thong at the animalistic desire I see directed at me. Keane and I are complete opposites, while also being the same. Perhaps that’s why we clash so often. We’re both stubborn and strong-willed. We both seek to control the uncontrollable world around us.
Finally unhooking my bra and letting it slide off my shoulders, I stand there in front of these dangerous men, completely naked. More naked than I’ve ever felt because I’m not just exposing my body to them; I’m exposing the vulnerable woman underneath. A woman whose heart belongs to four men. The air charges with something indescribable, but I feel it, nonetheless. The power of it weakens my knees and makes me dizzy. A moan escapes past my lips and they haven’t even physically touched me yet.
My left hand graces a gentle stroke over Rafe’s bracelet, and I close my eyes, picturing that he’s here with us now. I won’t be complete until I have all four men with me, by my side.Soon, I whisper, opening my eyes and locking them directly on Jax.
“Ruin me.” I speak the words I told him the first time we were together.
I expect Jax to rush in and stake his claim like he did before, but it’s Keane who is the first to move. The tender way he’s looking at me sends a million butterflies scattering along my skin. Lately, I’ve gotten more glimpses of this softer side of Keane, and I still don’t know how to respond to it. Breathless, I watch him approach, a serious expression on his face as his eyes start at my legs and move up, drinking in my nakedness. I still carry bruises that haven’t fully healed, but Keane doesn’t seem to notice.
When he stops directly in front of me, he cups one hand at the base of my neck and molds the other over my breast. “Goddamn beautiful.”
A hitch of air whooshes from my lungs and I tingle everywhere from his nearness. Stroking his thumb across the underside of my jaw, he lowers his head, our eyes connected, until our mouths are almost touching. We stay like that for a long beat, just breathing each other in, the anticipation of feeling his kiss making me lightheaded and causing goose bumps to erupt every-fucking-where. I want him to kiss me more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.
I don’t know what to do with my hands. The urge to rip his clothes off is overwhelming. Not able to wait any longer, I raise up on tiptoe just as heat scorches me from behind as Jax drops to his knees. They don’t give me a second to question what they’re doing when Keane finally kisses me just as Jax’s fingers slick between my folds and slide into my pussy, sending me on an instant high of sudden, unexpected pleasure.
Holy fuck. Keane’s tongue melding with mine is a weapon that has me instantly submitting. I may be a badass bitch who refuses to yield to anyone, but right now, I’m theirs—body, heart, and soul.
Keane swallows my moans as I lose myself in the way they are making me float. Higher and higher, the pressure builds deep in my core. I thought about this happening between the three of us again since that night in this room. Touched myself too many times to the memory of it.
Keane plunges deep into my mouth, his taste addictive. Jax curls his fingers to hit the spot inside of me he knows will send me flying within seconds. I’m about to go up into flames when everything stops.
Panting, I open my eyes to find Keane looking down at me, a question in his eyes, wanting to make sure I want this. I know he and Jax won’t make another move until I say it out loud.
“Yes,” I demand. “Please.” Max will no longer own any part of me. I will finally,finally, be free.
Keane turns his head slightly and peers over his shoulder at Liam. His back is leaning against the wall, arms folded at his chest, a massive bulge straining against his fly, and an angry look settled on his too-handsome face.
“Liam,” I call for him. I need all of them. I need the three of them to break me apart, then put me back together.
Liam’s tall form straightens from his semi-relaxed position. His muscles are taut and strain with how much effort it’s taking to hold himself back. “I don’t share,bella.”
If he wants me to beg, I will. It’s on the tip of my tongue when Keane grabs my ass cheeks and lifts me easily in his arms.
“You will tonight, motherfucker,” he replies, his voice low and threatening.
He carries me over to where Liam is standing. My legs automatically wrap around Keane’s waist and my hands fist his hair as I attack his full, soft lips, kissing him until I can’t breathe.
My back is suddenly shoved to Liam’s chest until I’m sandwiched between the two men. Keane presses in between my thighs to hold me in place, but it doesn’t matter. Liam’s arms wrap around to my front, taking an aching breast in each of his rough hands. My head whips back, fitting perfectly in the dip at his shoulder, and a long moan releases when he rolls and pulls at my nipples.
The sound of a zipper coming undone has me finding Jax. His green eyes darken as I watch him strip out of his clothes, exposing the ink painted on his skin I can’t seem to get enough of. Such lethal beauty.
“Make her come. I want to hear her scream,” Jax states huskily, sliding his hand from the base of his cock up to the tip, and my mouth goes dry.
As if they’ve practiced it a thousand times, Liam’s hands move to take possession of holding me up, while Keane goes to his knees, spreading my thighs wide apart. His warm breath brushes over my pussy and I about come just from that. My clit throbs painfully, begging to be taken by his tongue, the memories of last time still fresh in my mind.
With his hands now occupied, Liam bends to my neck and kisses a path up to my ear. He whispers filthy words to me that cause my back to arch into him. Keane dives in and doesn’t wait, French-kissing my core with a ferocity that has me crying his name. I reach one arm behind me to grip the back of Liam’s head as the other delves into the soft locks of Keane’s hair, holding him in place.
“Eyes on me, Angel,” Jax commands, and I immediately obey, moaning as I watch him jack himself off as he watches every nuance of my reaction to Keane going down on me.
Liam’s hips begin to undulate behind me, his steel-hard cock pushing into my buttocks as he holds me in place. The thought of him taking me there while Keane fucks me has my orgasm rushing up hot and fast.
A low rumble emits from Keane as he sucks my clit into his mouth, pulling hard. Two fingers slick inside of me, sliding in easily because I’m so fucking wet right now. I’m never going to come back from this. I’ll never want anythingbutthis. These men are mine, just as I am theirs. And they’ve ruined me completely.
