They spur into motion instantly; gradually at first, testing the waters, but soon settle into a rhythm. Sliding my hand down her stomach, I circle her clit slowly at first, but as she takes over stroking my cock, I match her pace. Rolling her palm over the tip, she pumps just the first few inches of my length quickly, followed by a long, slow stroke to the base in a tight fist.
Against her lips, I groan. “You’re killing me, beautiful.”
Through gritted teeth, Damian hisses, “You? Fuck, if she squeezes me any tighter, it might snap off.”
The corner of her lips tilts up in a smirk as she mercilessly brings us to the verge of combusting. Between the firm grip she has on my cock and the soft moans coming out of her mouth, she damn near has me coming in the palm of her hand. But I’m bound and determined to hold out long enough to honor my claim.
“Oh fuck, I’m-” she breathes, tightening around all three of us and closing her eyes, biting my shoulder to muffle her scream.
The others don’t stand a chance, groaning their releases. I let them steal her away from me for only a moment, Hunter wrapping a hand around Sabrina’s throat and craning her head back to kiss her breathless as he shallowly thrusts into her from behind. Damian feathers a line of kisses across her collar, gently biting down on her shoulder as he rocks her hips against him, riding out the last of the aftershocks.
When she eventually comes down from her high, I steal her away, hoisting her out of the pool and hauling myself up after. “On your knees, pretty girl.”
Guiding my cock to her lips, I wait for her to come to me. The anticipation is nearly as thrilling as the first flick of her tongue, but nothing compared to how she swallows me further than she’s ever managed before. Using her hand on what she can’t take, she hollows out her cheeks, my eyes damn near rolling in the back of my head. With every roll of her tongue, each pump of her tight fist, and gasping sound she makes, I come undone.
Palming the side of her head, I take over, fucking her mouth in a few quick, shallow thrusts before pushing deeper and coming hard down her throat. Stroking a thumb over her cheek, I hold her gaze, waiting until she’s finished swallowing every last drop before pulling back on shaky legs. Dropping to my knees, I kiss her temple with a ragged exhale.
“Alright, I admit it; you were right. Thank you.”
She laughs, not pulling away. “For what?”
Kissing her once more, I smile. “For talking me out of killing your boyfriends when they first showed up. Things are definitely more exciting with them around.”
Chapter 13
Slade
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Memories play on repeatin my head no matter how much I try to shake them away, like my inner demon is lamenting the loss of our mate as much as I am, desperately trying to hold onto any trace of her.
Leaning back against Cinjin’s chest in the bed of the truck, Sabrina gives me a sad smile. “If you were actually the soulless monsters you claim to be, it wouldn’t be so easy to torture you.”
And gods, she was right, because my soul is completelyshattered.Every rock I cast aside without finding her magically safe and sound beneath is another stab in the heart. I’m not even sure when I was last able to draw in a full breath. Ever since hearing Sabrina, Boden, Hunter, and Damian were caught in the landslide, a pressure has settled in my chest like I’m being crushed beneath the rubble with them.
“There's no way anyone survived this.” To my right, a couple of men from Wilder’s pack are hauling one of the boulders off of the endless pile, passing it down the chain on that side.
