Page 161 of The Pact

COLE

Getting onto the bed, I help Thea rise to her knees. She’s still shaky from her orgasm. “Hi, love.” I smile warmly, running a thumb over her flushed cheek.

“Hey,” she answers back softly.

There’s smudged mascara under her eyes and her chin is slick with drool from blowing Sutton. I want to clean her up, but it’s no use. She’ll be a mess again when I’m done with her.

I lean down and kiss her, not caring that Sutton’s just filled her mouth with his come. Thea arches into me, running her fingers over my arms and back. Pulling away, I search her eyes for any sign that she doesn’t want to do this anymore.

They’re bright and wide. She bites her lip and gives me a smirk. Thea wants this. There’s no doubt about it.

I lie on my back, my hands folded under my head. Just as I get comfortable, Damian grabs a hold of my ankles and yanks me to the end of the bed until my legs are hanging over the edge.

Thea’s as confused as I am. “Get on top of him,” Damian tells her.

She doesn’t question him. Swinging a leg over me, she centers herself over my cock. As she lowers herself, I swipe my tip over the length of her—slicking myself and teasing her. I guide myself to her entrance, then she sinks down until I’m fully inside of her. “Oh,” I moan as my eyes roll back.

Thea teased me about how hard it would be to get over her once I’d gotten under her. I don’t think she realizes how true that is. I will never get over her and I hope I never have to. Opening my eyes, I see her staring down at me, smiling softly. It’s clear that she loves me. There’s nothing else I need in this world other than that. I’d do anything to protect her…us.

“I love you,” I mouth to her. She echoes it back.

My hands rest on her waist as she rolls her hips, sliding me in and out of her. Her palms connect with my chest—she leans down and kisses me with urgency. My tongue sweeps over hers as I buck my hips up, pushing into her as deeply as I can. Thea gasps, although doesn’t miss the chance to grind herself into me.

“Fuck…Cole, I love how you feel inside me,” she rasps. Christ, she knows just what to say to drive me wild.

Her head falls back, lost in the bliss of us fucking, so I help her along. My fingers dig into her as I drag her hips over me in quick, fluid movements. Thea’s pretty lips part as moans of satisfaction pour from her mouth.

“Tell me what you need, love.” She’s too far gone to censor herself. I want all of her truths.

Between heavy breaths, she says, “I want all of you now. I want Sutton and Wes touching me.”

“What about Damian? You can’t forget him.” I push her to keep going.

“I’d never forget Damian,” she pants out. “I want him to fuck me like only he can.” My hands tighten at her response. My brother sucks in a sharp breath.

Sutton and I gave her a taste of that this morning. I didn’t get a chance to ask her if she enjoyed it, but now, I know she did. And she wants more.

Looking over, I see Sutton watching her with hungry eyes, devouring the sight of her riding me. I don’t blame him. Thea’s tits bounce every time we come back together. Her long dark hair spills over her shoulders. A thin layer of sweat makes her skin shine. Everything about her is fucking breathtaking.

I motion for him to come closer.

Then, I give a nod to Wes on the other side of me, signaling him to join. He stops stroking himself and comes to Thea’s side. I can get her there myself. However, that’s not what tonight is about. Tonight, we all share in her pleasure.

Peering around Thea, I catch Damian smoothing a hand up her back. “Princess, I’m going to need you to lean all the way forward.” His voice is strained. I don’t need to ask Damian what he’s going to do. I know his plan is to have both of us fuck her at the same time. Sutton had her ass this morning—she’s not ready for that again.

Anxiety rushes through me. But I can’t question Damian, especially not right now. I have to trust my brother’s judgment.

I force her hips to stop and wrap my arms around her back, pulling her to my chest so that Damian has perfect access.

“Hey, what…” Thea’s confused by the sudden change of position. She tries to twist around to glance at Damian, but I’m holding her tightly.

“Look at me,” I instruct. She stills and stares into my eyes.

Damian’s voice is low and gruff. “Thea, relax your body for me.” It does the opposite. She tenses at his words.

“Damia—” Her words are cut short as he pushes into her. I assumed he was going to fuck her ass, but I feel the tip of his cock press against mine. Shit, he’s going for her pussy.

“There’s a reason I had Wesley fuck you first. I wanted him to stretch you out for this.” I roll my eyes. I guess my brother’s cock is good for something. “I want you to take a deep breath as I enter you. Now, princess.”

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