Page 160 of Veil of Lies

Each time Quinn’s dick rubbed through my pussy, I whimpered. The pretty metal piercings that adorned his shaft were perfectly designed to torment me in all the right places. Every nerve ending screamed. Tension coiled deep inside. I was hanging by a silken thread.

Quinn was close too. I could see it in the way his hooded eyes watched every flicker of pleasure flutter across my face, the way the tendons in his tatted neck stood out, and the way his pace picked up. I wanted to see him unravel.

Nothing gave me greater pleasure than knowing I had these men under my control. They were all bigger than me, stronger, but I held all the power.

I teetered on the edge, almost there. My breath hitched in my chest and my heart skipped a beat. Quinn’s lips found my breast and he bit down hard. I screamed as my orgasm rushed through me, the intensity of my pleasure almost too much to bear. I was dimly aware of him spilling his release inside me with a deep masculine grunt then Harley lifted me up and thrust inside.

He yanked me back into his lap as he knelt behind me. Quinn lay back against the edge of the tub, one fist gripping his still hard cock. He looked sated, but I could tell he wasn’t done with me by a long stretch. But for now, he was content to watch his friend take me.

“God, you feel so good, babe,” Harley groaned, his breath hot and heavy in my ear. “You’re so wet and slippery and soon you’ll have my cum dripping down your thighs too.”

The nasty words spilling from his luscious mouth sent a fresh wave of arousal through my veins and my pussy clenched in approval. I loved it. Loved his desire to own all of me and make me his. It was such a primal instinct, one that made me feel adored.

I settled back and let him do all the work. He cupped my breast with one hand while stroking my clit with the other. In no time at all I was coming again, not quite so hard this time, but no less pleasurable.

Harley lasted a few more moments before he followed me over the edge and we both collapsed in a messy pile. The water by now was tepid at best, and not exactly clean any more. Tiredness caught up with me and I couldn’t help the yawn that escaped.

“Angel, let’s get you to bed.” Quinn stood, pulling me with him while Harley grabbed the towels. They wrapped me up and carried me through to the bedroom, tucking me under the covers.

“Get some sleep, we’ll be with you shortly.”

“Don’t be long,” I murmured, my voice thick with fatigue.

Harley dropped a kiss on my mouth. “Five minutes,” he promised.

I must have zonked because when I awoke, the room was dark and the bed full. Juno had snuck in at some point and edged between me and Harley. He lay right on the edge of the bed, snoring lightly with her legs over him and her head resting on my chest.

“You awake?” I jumped with surprise.

“Brax? I thought you weren’t back until tomorrow evening?”

“Caught an earlier flight. I missed you.”

Juno grumbled in her sleep as I carefully shifted her off me but she didn’t wake. I turned around to face him.

“Missed you too.”

I felt him smile at me before his lips found mine. My emotions bled into our kiss, reminding me of our first kiss, all those years ago, when he finally gave into the fire between us as we sat in his car.

Nothing had changed. The fire still simmered away, ready to burst into an inferno the moment we touched.

“If Juno wasn’t in bed with us,” he muttered as he broke away.

“I know…”

“Want me to put her back in her own bed?” Quinn’s words were colored with amusement.

“Yeah.”

He chuckled and climbed out of bed, quickly pulling some boxers on. I scooted across the bed while he gently lifted Juno out and carried her away. Harley didn’t stir.

“Now where were we,” Brax murmured as he pulled me closer, showing me just how much he’d missed me.

“Right where we’re meant to be,” I told him.

And it was true.

Our family was everything to me.

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