Page 114 of Filthy Fae

Because we had guests.

Before I could wrap my head around what that meant, a shadow moved in the hallway outside. Sawyer clapped an arm over my breasts, but it was too late. My eyes locked onto Cody’s over Waylon’s shoulder. My pussy throbbed so hard my whole body rocked, and I gasped aloud.

11

Amber

For a long moment, no one moved. Sawyer’s cock stayed pressed into my palm, the tip of it leaking a hot drop of come onto my ass cheek. His other arm covered my breasts, since my dress was pulled around my waist from both directions. Holden sat between my thighs, my knees still resting over his shoulders, three fingers buried to the hilt inside me, his face wet with my juices. Waylon’s eyes blazed with the kind of lust that made me shiver with fear and longing at once. And Cody’s eyes drank me in, as hungry as a starving coyote out in this cold blizzard. I could see him swallow with effort, his Adam’s apple jerking up and down. My sheath fluttered helplessly around Holden’s fingers, and wetness pooled inside me again.

“This looks like quite a party,” Cody said quietly, his voice strained and husky.

“You sneaky son of a bitch,” Waylon said, spinning around and grabbing his brother. “I told you to stay put. You don’t live here anymore.”

“I never was good at minding,” Cody said, his words strangled as Waylon lifted him nearly off the ground by the front of his shirt.

Sawyer’s thumb flicked over the tip of my nipple, and I almost cried out.

“Shut the door,” Holden barked in a voice I’d never heard before.

“Let him go, Waylon,” I said.

Waylon shoved his brother against the wall and spun on me, his eyes blazing. “What the fuck are you saying, Amber?”

“I’m saying he’s already seen,” I said dismounting Holden’s shoulders. I could feel a drop of my own wetness trickling down my thigh as he slid his fingers out of me.

“All right,” Cody said, pulling the door closed. “Now things are starting to make a lot more sense.”

“He meant shut the door in your face,” Waylon said. “You’re supposed to be on the other side of it.”

“What do you want?” I asked Cody. I couldn’t imagine how trashy this must look. I wasn’t in any kind of position to bargain with one guy’s arm covering my tits and another one licking my juices off his fingers. He’d walked in on me in the middle of a frantic orgasm before which I hadn’t even bothered to undress, one of my brothers eating me out while another played with my nipples and got a hand job. But he didn’t look disgusted. Instead, I could almost see his calculations. The wheels were already turning, and I might as well get a jump on things before he figured out too many repercussions from this news getting out.

“I want in,” he said.

“I’ll fucking kill you,” Waylon said, lunging for his brother as I tugged my prim little Christmas dress down to my knees.

“I think Amber should answer that question” Holden said, looking down at me, his eyes all concern. It was hard to believe his eyes could look that tender when his fingers had been fucking me senseless less than a minute ago. I turned, my eyes meeting Cody’s. He’d always been so chill around me, almost cool toward me. I’d seen glimpses of his admiration, the desire he kept in check. But now, his eyes blazed with lust that shocked me a little. I didn’t know what a man would do in that state. Maybe go downstairs and tell his mother exactly what he’d seen. Maybe worse.

“That’ll take some time,” I said. “But I think it could be arranged. For now, maybe you can watch.”

Cody gulped so hard I could see his Adam’s apple bob. The heat of his gaze made my skin warm with some delicious sensation. I liked that I’d made him look that crazy. I liked that he wanted me that much. I liked the thought of him sitting over there wanting, and not being able to have me, and seeing how good I took care of his brothers. I wanted him to see me on all fours taking it from two of them at once. I wanted him to see me even dirtier than this.

“What are you saying?” Waylon demanded, his jaw so tight I thought his tendons might snap.

“I don’t mean right now,” Cody said, tearing his eyes away from me and holding up both hands. “And I don’t mean her. I don’t have to blackmail a woman to get laid. I want back into this family. In return, I won’t say a word. To anyone.”

A shiver worked its way down my spine, and I slipped my arms back into my dress. I hadn’t given him enough credit. The look on his face told me he knew exactly who I was.

“And what happens when you change your mind?” I asked.

Cody smirked. “I can control myself.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Can you?” I challenged. He was looking at me like he thought I was just that full of myself to think every man who set foot on the ranch would fall in love with me just because all my stepbrothers had. I didn’t, but I knew a lusty look when I saw one. He may not be willing to blackmail me, and he didn’t give off any creepy vibes, but he already wanted in on what we had. Not just the sex, but all of it. He saw our relationship, and he couldn’t help but want it. I couldn’t blame him one bit, but I was wasn’t about to let him come in and change things between us.

Holden shifted and cleared his throat. “She’s got a point.”

“Look, I made mistakes, and I apologized,” Cody said. “Believe me, I’ve learned my lesson. I may be a lot of things, but I’m not a liar. I don’t want your woman.”

“You’re lying right now,” I said, staring him down. “If you want in on this, be a man and ask. You’re being sneaky as hell, Cody. That’s not how this works. We’re open and honest. You sitting out there alone in your cabin pining to be included isn’t going to work for any of us. In case you forgot, that’s what happened last time, or close enough.”