“What did she say, Vincent?” I ground him.
His jaw clenches, but a sigh heaves his chest, his shoulders lowering in defeat. “It hurt like hell, Jude,” he murmurs, his nose brushing along my cheek. “What she said. Fucking hurt. First time I’ve fucking felt anything since my past pit.”
“Good. She’s shook me up. Never fought so hard since the battlefield. But remember, Vincent, she’s not here to save us.”
“We can’t be saved,” he snarls, and I nod.
“She’s here to rattle our bones. And shock our hearts.” I close my hand around his throat, a final aggression. “She’s here to dig her claws in, share our blood, and rattle our souls. Don’t forget it.”
His cock throbs beneath my ass, but he’s still not ready.
“I won’t.”
It’s enough. For now.
21
Seth
OH. IT’S GONNA BE ONE OF THOSE NIGHTS.
Citizen Soldier Playlist
“Hallelujah, I’m Not Dead”
Igive Rory what he needs.
I let him unleash himself on my throat, taking that beast’s dick as deep as I can go, swallowing him down.
But all the time, I’m thinking: I’m gonnaMARRYthat girl!
Blood drops on my head from Rory’s nose, but neither of us cares.
“You take that dick, you fucking timber ox,” he growls, pounding harder while I fist my own cock, getting off on his violence like always.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Jude pinning Vincent down. Can’t blame the fighter. I did the same thing to Rory a few hours ago when he first wrecked Briella’s ass. I hope she’s a quick healer. Fucking queen deserves it.
For the first time, we have our Queen. A goddess. And I can’t wait to see how she takes her revenge.
I notice Jude and Vincent sharing a moment. It’s about damn time. Broody moron has been in denial about being in the closet, but it looks like Vincent’s finally opening the door. I know why. Her. Guess that’s what happens when a woman walks into our group and shakes things up more than a tornado.
I’m grinning like a lovesick simp while Rory thrusts until he shoots his semen down my throat. Like a good bottom to my top, I swallow every drop. And just as I’m about to come, the sadistic bastard grabs my cock, digging his fingers in, but I’m too busy thinking about a bone-climbing girl’s tits. So, I laugh my head off when I spill my release all over his hand.
“Fucking tree-humping twat!” he shouts in a rage, but I’m still laughing when he tackles me to the ground and starts eating my mouth. Teeth digging in, tongue stabbing, mouth devouring, and I give as good as I get, gripping his hair and nearly tearing it out at the roots.
For the first time, I feel bolder than ever until I’m daring to wrestle with him, knowing I can take him in a match.
“You goddamn, little beefhead bitch!” he spits and thrashes while I roar my laughter, hold the back of his neck with one hand, then spit on his asshole before shoving my still-hard dick into his anus. Oh, Imma pay for it later. Raphael will let him kick my ass.
WORTH IT!
Thrusting harder, faster, I lean down and purr in his bandaged ear, “Take that dick, you one-eared Scotch bastard.”
“I’m goin’ to fucking whip that dick so hard, you’ll have my marks on it forever, boy!” he snarls, trying to buck, but it just makes me bury my cock deeper.
His hands claw at me, and I don’t give a fuck if he digs his nails into my sides, drawing blood. I’m punishing him for what he did to my Darling, driving myself stronger, hoping he’ll be chafed and sore for the next few days—a reminder of how he’s supposed to worship her.
“Maybe she’ll peg you and ride you like the rodeo bull I am now,” I grunt and force myself faster and faster before nutting deep inside him. As soon as I pull out, I chuckle and touch hishole, loosening my grip and preparing for what will come next. “Fuck, this ass, so nice and stretched from my co?—”
