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Just hearing him say the words had my breath quickening with excitement. “Yes, that’s exactly what I want.”

Having gotten the answer he wanted, he devoured my lips, nipping, sucking, and licking them as I opened to him. Wes’s tongue fucked my mouth as his fingers slowly tightened around the edges of my neck. When it got to the point I struggled to get in the air, I stilled for a moment letting the natural panic subside. Weston would never hurt me. This man had protected me my entire life. There was no way he’d purposely harm me with his own hand. My eyes fell shut as I trusted in his hold, letting the lightheadedness fill me, knowing when he released me, the euphoric sensation would be amazing.

I gasped, letting air fill my lungs as he released the pressure only to reapply it two breaths later. He moved his mouth down to my breast and his tongue flicked furiously over my erect nipple. At the same time, he released me, then sucked my nipple into his mouth hard. My body convulsed, hips thrusting forward, trying to find any source of friction to ease the pain building. As he kept up the suction, his tongue swirled and flicked, making my eyes roll back, and I moaned.

“God, please, Wes, let me come. Please, please, please, just touch my pussy,” I begged. “Hell, just slap my pussy. I’m so close and so wet… fuck. I just need to come.”

Clearly ignoring my pleading, he cut off my air once more, released that breast, and moved to the other. Applying the same torture as he had on the other, my body was screaming for the ability to come. I was so close to the edge. I just needed that last push, the overwhelming sensation that would send me plummeting into an orgasm.

Like one would expect from a man you’ve known most of your life, he pulled back, dropped his hand from my neck, took a nipple in each hand, and pulled sharply with a slight twist. I screamed as I came, my body shaking with the force of it as I slumped forward, clinging to Weston. He nibbled on my neck like I wasn’t drawing out one of the most intense climaxes, flicking my nipples with his fingers just to ensure I lost my goddamn mind.

The sound of more than one male grunting in completion made its way into my blissed-out brain. Turning my head, I found Cognac and Cam slack-faced in bliss as they finished in their hand. Why the fuck is it so sexy to know I’d made them so turned on they couldn’t do anything just jack off while watching?

“Umm, is it safe to come out yet?” Dani called from the back of the house.

Fuck. The whole point I’d come out here was to get dinner for Eagle and me, but here I was getting titty twisted into oblivion.

Wes grabbed the roll of paper towels and chucked them at the guys. “Make sure you clean up real good. More than just you will sit over there, and I, for one, don’t want to worry about finding dried spunk on the wall.”

“Give us a minute to zip things up, then you’re safe,” Cognac replied to Dani.

Poor woman was gonna be dodging sexy time left and right if these guys had any say about it. I slid off the counter, but Wes grabbed my shoulders to make sure I didn’t fall over when my feet hit the ground.

My knees threatened to buckle, but they held strong, and I grinned up at Wes. “Is dinner ready now? I’ve worked up quite the appetite.”

Wes snorted a laugh and grabbed bowls out of the cabinet. “Yeah, it’s ready, has been for about fifteen minutes.”

“What?” I gasped as my fist slammed into his arm. “Not cool, man. I could have grabbed some and left instead of giving everyone in this house blue balls.”

“Guess you shouldn’t have complained about what I made then, huh?” Wes countered with a raised brow. He then handed me two full bows and placed a hunk of bread on the rim of each. “Enjoy.”

“Thank you, I will,” I muttered as I marched back to Eagle’s room.

Chapter nine

Dax

When I charged into Eagle’s room, I realized that Dani was still waiting for the all-clear. The one the guys had forgotten to give her.

“Sorry, girl, seven men, someone's always horny. I promise nothing gross happened. Wes is incredibly particular about kitchens and being sanitary,” I said with a shrug. “Anything I need to make sure he does or doesn’t do while he isn’t under your watchful eye?”

“No, he will probably want to sleep or at least doze after the pain pill kicks in. After he eats, if he wants to come out and lay on the couch, it should be fine. I just want to make sure the meds are working before he starts to piss off the wound,” Dani shared.

Nodding, I stepped aside so she could leave and headed over to Eagle. Then setting the bowls down on the nightstand, I set up the tray that went over Eagle’s lap. “Hope you like beef stew.”

“It’s the middle of the fucking summer,” Eagle blurted. “What the hell is he doing making fucking stew?”

Grinning, I handed him his meal and sat at the foot of the bed to eat my own. “That’s what I said, but then I pissed him off, and he got all feisty.”

“Oh, is that what happened?” Eagle asked with a knowing look. “How does complaining about dinner end up with you coming? That doesn’t seem very Westly like.”

I didn’t answer right away and took a few bites of my stew. “I blame Cam for giving Wes ideas.”

Eagle’s brows shot up. “Excuse me?”

“Cam wanted to know if he could masturbate while watching Wes tease me as punishment for complaining about dinner. Then it turned into a whole thing, and I got choked, and my nipples yanked until I came right there on the kitchen counter.”

“Fuck, and I missed it?” Eagle groaned, leaning his head back. “Damn, I bet it was a sight to see.”