Gasps.
A needy whimper.
The way she sounds—looks—feels. Everything about her is perfect, and she’s ours. If Grave wants her, he will have to kill all three of us to get to her. And I’ll be damned if I’m going to allow that to happen.
CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
THE HEATHEN
Killian picks me up and throws me over his shoulder, carrying me to the bedroom. Once inside, he sets me on my feet and makes quick work of removing my shirt and bra.
“Much better.” He says as his eyes travel my naked body with appreciation, causing my skin to tingle.
All of my men get undressed, and I can’t help but stare at them. All three of them are a work of art, sculpted for me alone.
Carter gets on the bed first and lies on his back, making a motion with his finger for me to come to him.
He strokes his already firm cock while staring at me, his eyes full of hunger. He’s gorgeous, and him wanting me the way I know he does is a powerful feeling, even when I know this thing with the four of us doesn’t have a happy ending. It’s a tragic ending that will result in lives lost and hearts forever broken. For tonight, I’ll forget that and give myself to them while they’re still mine.
I get on the bed and climb over Carter.
“Sideways, Little Heathen.”
Knox comes over to me and helps me lower onto Carter’s cock. I spot Killian stroking himself with lube and quickly figure out positions.
Kneeling on the bed beside me, Knox rubs his thumb over my lips, and I open my mouth and suck on it.
“Fuck, Tesoro. Such an eager girl.”
I spread my legs and Knox moves between them as I feel Killian's hands on my ass. He pushes my back forward slightly and I gasp loudly when I feel his tongue swiping over my back hole.
“Oh, my God. Killian.”
He lifts me up slightly, and Carter thrusts into my pussy while Kill pushes into my ass. I’m so full of them and then Knox grabs my face on either side and slides into my mouth.
Carter reaches up, cupping my breast, before running his thumb over my nipple. The multiple sensations cause a slow burn in my body as I whimper around Knox’s length.
“Fuck, Tesoro.”
Carter thrusts into my pussy while Killian pulls out of my ass.
Knox groans as he slams into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat while he praises me.
The intensity is all-consuming. I never want this to end. But like everything good in life—it does.
It’s like a domino effect. Carter comes inside me, then Kill fills my back hole and Knox is last. He groans my nickname repeatedly, and it sounds like a prayer falling from his lips.
“Tesoro.”
Killian goes to take a shower, and Carter starts me a bath while Knox stays with me and holds me in his arms, close to his chest.
I press my palm to the side of his face.
“Thank you for always showing me kindness. If something happens to me, please take care of your brothers-“
“Tesoro,” he interrupts me, but I shake my head at him.
“Let me get this out.”
