Page 117 of Sovereign Oaths

I dropped the bar onto the couch, and Javi quickly claimed it, covering my nipple again. I wrapped my hand around Derek and gripped his tight ass, guiding him closer as I opened my mouth.

He bent his knees, giving me his cock, and I groaned as the salty taste unique to him mixed with the sweet chocolate.

Oh, god. This was my new favorite thing.

He groaned and buried his fingers in my hair before twisting so he had a hold on me. I sucked and licked him as he rocked into my mouth.

Cruz paused long enough to add another piece into my soaking pussy and went back to eating me like I was his favorite dessert. If I tasted anything like Derek, I understood his eagerness for more.

I kneaded my fingers into Derek’s ass as he controlled the pace, fucking my mouth while another orgasm built.

I sucked, hollowing my cheeks, and swallowed, pulling his release with mine. His cum floated over my tongue and down my throat as he moaned my name.

“Fuck,” I panted as I came with my forehead pressed to his upper thigh. I dragged my fingers against him and in Javi’s hair until they both groaned.

“Was that good, princess?” Marco lifted his chin, his full lips lined with chocolate.

I nodded, still catching my breath.

“She’s not done.” Cruz sat back on his heels. “Not until each of you taste her like this.”

Javi bit my nipple once before rising and smiling at me. “My turn.”

Epilogue

SIX MONTHS LATER

“Good morning, Melanie.” Javi kissed my shoulder, and I opened my eyes to find him smiling down at me.

“Hi, Johnny.” I pursed my lips, and he kissed me.

We were still getting used to our new names, practicing using them as much as possible so we’d remember to respond to them.

“Oh, you’re up.” Derek walked into the bedroom with a mug in his hands. “I added extra cream.” He kissed the top of my hair before letting me sit up so I could accept his offering.

“Thank you, Merrick.” I winked at him and took a sip before moaning. “So good.”

Javi stretched next to me. “Where are Crosby and Arlo?”

“Out on the deck,” Derek replied as he held out his hand for me.

I took it, letting him lift me up as I cradled my drink to my chest and followed him outside. Cruz and Marco sat sipping their coffees.

I snuggled between them and rested my head on Cruz’s solid shoulder. “Morning, Crosby.” I slipped my free hand into Marco’s, and he squeezed back. “You sleep okay, Arlo?”

“Yeah, Melanie.” He kissed my cheek.

No more patrols. No more security shifts. No more tailing and spying. No more killing.

It had been the most relaxing time of all our lives, but I could sense my men getting antsy.

The Council had recommended we stay in the first safe house for three weeks before moving us to our current location, a small home in Southern Switzerland, where we could figure out what we wanted to do next.

Having nearly endless options made deciding harder. None of us knew how to live without orders and directions from someone else. We’d discussed traveling, but it was too risky to leave the areas that banned the Velez, but that still left us with a decent portion of Europe.

For now, we enjoyed each other and the much-deserved vacation.

“Do you guys want to go for a run?” Marco asked as he stretched his arms over his head, giving me a delicious view of his abs and chest.

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