Page 19 of Room One Hundred and Four: Shock and Awe

My hand tightens on her shoulder, trying to ground us both. I’m fascinated by the sheen of sweat on our woman’s back.

“That’s it,” I mutter through clenched teeth because I can feel how close she is.

With a few more pumps, Crucify grunts and stills. I’m barely able to take a breath before Navy shudders and then screams around Crucify’s length, the sound muffled. I can feel her orgasm crashing through her body as she tightens down around me.

It’s too much.

I bury myself as deep inside of her as I can go, my balls drawing up as pure fucking fire rips through my veins and I unload inside of her ass. I’m barely able to hold myself upright as I distantly hear Rites let out a groan of approval. I can feel the way his dick kicks inside of her.

Knowing all her holes have been filled by us is hot as fuck, the knowledge wrestling my feelings of jealousy into submission. At least for now.

When we gently pull out of our woman, she slumps down over Rites and lets out a sigh of pure fucking contentment. He chuckles softly and I glare at him because of the way he’s jostling her. He just shrugs as I climb off the couch and head into the attached bathroom to get cleaned up and to grab something to make sure she’s taken care of as well.

Crucify is laying on the bed, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he stares at our woman with awe written all over his features. I could give him shit, but I won’t because I totally understand what he’s feeling.

What just happened, what she just did, was something I’ve never experienced in my life before. I want it to happen again and again. Even if I have to fight my jealousy every step of the way.

I know, without a doubt, as I clean her up, that she’s worth it.

CHAPTER 9

CRUCIFY

Watching our woman wake up and stretch is kind of fucking adorable. I wouldn’t mind waking up to this sight for the rest of my life. She lets out a little grunt as she stretches.

Yep, I wouldn’t mind waking up to this every morning at all.

I’m sure it would be the best thing in my life. Well, waking up with her, spending the day with her, and falling asleep with her. Pure fucking heaven.

I’ve never spent the night with a woman before, but being curled around her was heaven. Spark surprised the fuck out of me and Rites and curled up on her other side. I thought Rites was never going to stop smiling as he nestled down between her legs with his head resting near her tits.

Honestly, I was a little jealous of him. He looked damn comfortable.

But then when our woman reached out for me in her sleep, everything was right in the world. I curled around her side and slept better than I have in a long time.

I’ve been up for a while and moved from the bed so I could watch my woman without waking her up. My brothers woke up as well, and I could see the shutters Spark had over his features when he moved back to the chair in the corner after pulling his clothes back on.

Rites woke up last and he smiled wide as he looked down at Navy. He looked at me, his voice full of reverence as he quietly admitted, “I thought for sure that I’d wake up to find everything was a dream.”

Spark just grunted and I shook my head. It sure as fuck wasn’t a dream, but I have a feeling we’ll have an uphill battle to show her that we’re here for more than just one night together.

We want it all.

But, as I look over at Spark, I’m a little concerned we might get in our own way. At least he will. I have zero problem admitting how much I want and need our woman or sharing her. I’m more than willing to put her needs as well as the needs of my brothers above my own selfish bullshit.

I almost feel for Prez considering he puts his brothers and the club before everything else. I would love to say he could have her just for him because he deserves it, but that would be a step too far in my loyalty to my Prez. Not with how much I need her myself.

She settles a primal need in me, one I’ve used without remorse in protecting the club. I know blood stains my hands. I’ve tried to balance that violence with the good that the club does, but I’m not sure my soul can be saved at this point.

I do know I would be a step closer to redemption with Navy in my life because she would be my reason and my priority.

I almost laugh when Navy’s eyes pop open and she looks around the room wildly. She tenses when she sees that we’re still in the room with her and sits up quickly. The sheet we tucked around her after she passed out from pleasure slips and falls down to her waist.

I try, really fucking try, not to look at her tits. But I’m only a man and I look.

Fuck, she’s perfect. My mouth waters at the idea of sucking her nipples into my mouth again.

The way she reacted to the toys last night was fucking perfect. We didn’t explore much, but it was enough to know that she’d be open to more in the future. That is, of course, if she takes us seriously about what we really want from her.

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