“Live like today is your last. That’s when you look around and take in the beauty of life. The sweet scent of roses. Children's laughter. The loves of your life. Everything you’ve ever taken for granted. You don’t get to take people with you when you go. Love while you can. Say the words often, because tomorrow may be too late.”
All three of my men stare at me—each of them emotional. Carter swallows hard as he focuses on me in the rearview mirror.
“So beautiful, Little Heathen. Inside and out.”
Killian reaches over and drags two fingers down the center of my throat—the sensation making me shiver.
“So perfect, Killer.”
He places two fingers under my chin and tilts my head back as Knox wraps my hair around his hand as he undoes my seatbelt with his other one.
Pressing his nose to my skin, he inhales deeply.
“You smell so good, baby.”
“Killian.” I moan as he drags his tongue from my collarbone up to my chin.
Carter groans from the front seat, and I realize now may not be the best time.
“We should do this later.”
He moves into the right lane and looks at me in the mirror—eyes full of heat stare back at me, causing a chill to run down my spine.
“No, Little Heathen. Let me hear you come for my brothers. I want to know how good they make you feel.”
Kill unbuttons my shirt, and Knox pulls it over my shoulder while biting down on my flesh.
I moan as Killian lowers my bra under my breasts and quickly lifts one to his lips, swiping his tongue over my nipple. Knox slides his hand up my right thigh and cups my covered pussy.
“Fuck, Tesoro. You’re already wet for us.”
Killian squeezes my breasts together and lavishes them both with long swipes of his tongue as Knox slips his hand inside my panties. He strokes two fingers over my clit in a circular motion, and I throw my back against the seat while I moan one name and then the other.
“Does it feel good?”
I glance in the mirror to where Carter watches us, and his eyes on me make it even hotter.
“Yes. So good.”
Killian draws his tongue up the side of my neck to my ear and places his lips around the lobe and sucks gently before biting hard, pulling a whimper from me.
“Such a beautiful slut. Take your panties off, Killer.”
I glance at Knox, and he nods as he removes his hand from my underwear and sucks his fingers clean with a wink.
“Delicious, Tesoro. Fucking delicious.”
Reaching under my skirt, I hook my fingers into either side of my panties and pull them down over my ass, letting them fall to the floor of the car while Killian pulls his pants and boxers down, freeing his cock.
I lick my lips as my eyes track him fisting his length slowly—methodically. He is doing it to get a reaction from me, and it works as I moan his name softly.
“Killian.”
Knox reaches over and pinches my nipple hard, causing me to yelp from the pain.
“Tesoro, if there’s something you want, take it. Use my brother and get yourself off.”
CHAPTER FORTY
