Page 175 of Their Wicked Secrets: Untouched, Vol 5 of 6

Because they claimed me, I don’t have a way out of this.

The only way to survive is to fight back. But not tonight. Tonight, I want their strength. To lean on them and take from them the way everyone wants to take from me. I want to take control and rage. I want to face the death barreling down on me. Whether it’s physical or spiritual.

I grab the front of Luke’s shirt and tug him toward me. Death comes willingly, giving in to me. Something settles deep inside me as I lean in and take his mouth with mine. We collide, lips tangling and teeth bumping. He doesn’t touch me, doesn’t grab me, just follows my lead.

I hold him against me. Power and lust surges inside me, but something’s off. Something isn’t quite right. I pull away and look into his eyes, darkened with lust and need. He’s hard between my legs.

“What do you need, Harper?” Luke’s words are a whisper against my lips, barely breaking the silence.

I press my forehead against his and close my eyes. My mind is racing. They’re here. I’m safe. But I could lose them tomorrow. I could lose myself. This is all fucked up.

I just want to forget everything and be with them. Pretend everything is fine. Play our games that consume my every thought. Escape this fate without having to risk anything.

He strokes his hands up the outside of my thighs, tenderly.

“Fuck, princess,” he whispers as his hands cup my ass, cradling me against his erection. I moan softly as he surges his hips up against my pussy. He’s gentle, not forceful. He’s letting me control this.

The others are here. I feel them watching. Waiting on me. Fuck, I don’t know what to do. I just want someone else to tell me what to do.

For one word to make this all right. But nothing will make this right. This town is more fucked up than I realized. I’ve been on this collision course since I was born.

Luke and me. Caden and me. Nico and me. Jack and me. Eli and me.

I want to get out of this unscathed. But I’m so fucking scared. My breath shudders out of me as tears press against the backs of my eyes. I don’t want to cry.

“I’ll protect you with everything I am.” Luke’s words brush my lips before his touch mine. I sink into the kiss, the longing, the desire.

The ottoman shifts next to us. I turn to meet Jack’s blue eyes. Relief floods me even as I take him in to make sure he’s whole. Luke trails kisses along my jaw. Jack kisses me. Our kiss is soft and exploratory, shifting the energy in the room.

A hand skims down my back and the ottoman dips on the other side of Luke, next to my knee. Releasing Jack’s lips, I meet his eyes for a moment, letting him know I see him. I need him.

When I turn, Eli is there. He reaches out and brushes a strand of hair behind my ear. A shiver works through me. His gaze follows his fingertips as they caress my jaw and tip my chin up.

His mouth crashes on mine as Luke continues to kiss my neck. Jack trails kisses over my shoulder. Eli’s kiss is hot and needy, like he’s come to the same conclusion I have. The only thing we have for certain is tonight.

Luke massages my hips. That emptiness and coldness inside floods with heat. Their heat, the sparks they ignite beneath my skin, the desire they awaken in me.

Hot bare skin covers my back, and kisses settle on my shoulders as Caden circles my waist with his large hands. I break away from Eli’s kiss with a gasp at the heat of Caden’s skin against mine. Each of them trails kisses over me like I’m theirs to worship.

I lift my gaze to Nico. His eyes are warm as he watches us together. The vodka bottle dangles from his fingertips, all but forgotten.

If he could, he’d be over here with us. A part of us. Does he feel left out or is this enough for him?

He shakes his head with a smug smile, like he knows I’m worried about him. He rests his hands on the arms of the chair and slouches, his eyes hooded as he watches them kiss me. He brushes his fingers across his lips, sending a shiver cascading through me.

Lips press lightly against my jaw, my neck, my shoulders.

There’s no rush. No one reaches for my wet pussy or my aching breasts, content to just kiss me softly. Explore me like we have all night. I thread my hands into Luke’s hair and tug his head back up, finding his mouth with mine. Sinking into the kiss, I never want to come up for air.

But that anticipation of more sizzles along my veins. I need more. I want more. My fingers tremble as I work to free the buttons of Luke’s shirt while the others kiss me. Without releasing his mouth, I push his shirt over his shoulders.

My breasts rub against his chest, and he shrugs out of the shirt. I gasp at the electric buzz of our bare skin touching, and he takes advantage, pushing his hand into the back of my hair, cradling my head, and deepening the kiss.

I whimper softly, giving in to him. Jack and Eli move beside us, shedding their shirts without taking their mouths from my skin. The heat surrounding me intensifies.

I reach between Luke and me to undo his jeans. He lifts his mouth and presses his forehead to mine. We both watch my fingers work to free his cock from his pants. When I stroke down his length, his breath catches.

Power surges through me. This man is mine.