Page 172 of Cruel Steps

The need to throw her over my shoulder was strong, but I remembered at the last minute I had a game tomorrow. At the reminder of the game, the rumors the Royals were spreading reappeared. I gritted my teeth and placed her on the floor.

“This time, you only get a five second running start.”

I smacked her ass and Emerson took off. I didn’t count, just waited until she cleared the door before I pursued.

It didn’t take me long to catch her, and I pushed her up against the wall. Kissing her, I settled some of my nerves as her tongue met mine stroke for stroke. My cock begged me to sink myself inside her, but I was having more fun drawing it out tonight. Breaking the kiss, we both panted as we caught our breath.

“If Colter can make you come before I get there, I won’t drag out your punishment. Go.” I slapped her ass, and she took off at lightning speed. Casually, I walked into the kitchen and grabbed everything on the counter, and checked my phone for any messages from the detective.

I hadn’t told Colter or Emerson about the note accompanying the flowers. A note that made my blood boil.

Princess, all your dreams are about to come true. Soon, you won’t have to sully yourself with those boys. I can’t wait to watch you dance tomorrow.

Clenching my jaw, I clicked my phone screen, and it came alive with one new notification.

Detective Jennings: We’re looking into it.

Detective Jennings: Stay the course. Go about your routine. No deviations.

Detective Jennings: We know he will make a move soon, and we’ll be ready.

I didn’t have much faith in the police, but I couldn’t exactly take the psycho on myself, so I’d let them handle it for now. If one more thing went haywire, then I’d figure out a different solution—even if that meant taking Emerson and running away where Monsieur Owen could never find her.

Reassuring myself the alarm was set, the cameras were online, and all the doors and windows were locked, I headed up the backstairs. Moans greeted me as I rounded the corner, and I dropped everything onto my bed. The need to tear off the last of my suit had my head spinning. I pushed everything else out of my mind with the reassurance we were safe for the night.

Tomorrow, I could worry about everything else, but I wanted to enjoy my girlfriend. Feeling her around me was the perfect distraction from all the shit piling on.

Once I was naked, I cut through the bathroom and watched from the door as Colter thrust into Emerson from behind. Her back was pressed to his front, her arm wrapped around his neck, and their lips smashed together. Her tits were on full display, and I drank them in. Perfectly plump and round, I had to hold myself back from announcing myself by wrapping my mouth around her pert nipple. Colter’s arm clung to her middle, keeping her upright, and his other hand worked over her clit. She was close to her orgasm, but he hadn’t let her cum yet, just as I’d asked. From their close position, Colter’s thrusts were short and shallow, not giving her the full penetration she craved.

Knowing their pleasure was in my control was a high I’d never anticipated in this type of arrangement. But I got off on it. My cock jerked in response, my tip beading with precum at the sight and knowledge that I’d orchestrated this. Stroking myself, I strolled into the room. Neither noticed, and I used it to my advantage. I grabbed her toy from the top drawer and stopped in front of them. Colter spotted me first and shifted his finger when I nudged it away. Hitting the on button, Emerson’s eyes shot open at the onslaught of pleasure. But just like before, as soon as I noticed it building, I turned it off and tossed it to the bed.

“No,” she whined, but it didn’t sway me. “Please,” she begged.

“On your knees, Wildcat. It’s time I stuff your mouth with my cock so you can’t complain.”

Colter removed his arm, and she fell to the bed with a gasp. I waited to make sure she was ready before pressing my dick between her lips—I wasn’t a complete asshole. I wanted to torture her, not hurt her.

Her pouty lips wrapped around me, and my dick wept with happiness at finally getting some relief. Emerson swirled her tongue, sucking me down as far as she could. Colter picked up his pace, his movements pushing her further on to me. Threading my fingers in her hair, I pulled the up section loose, letting her hair fall over her shoulder. I kept it out of her face, cupping her cheeks as I peered down at her. The love I had for this woman was overwhelming at times, but I couldn’t imagine not having it now.

Caressing my thumb over her cheek, I stared in awe at her. “You’re doing so good, Wildcat.” She peered up at me beneath her eyelashes, and the sight undid me. I pulled back and my cock fell from her lips with a pop. She whined, and I chuckled at the sound. Colter also slowed his movements, and she pressed back, seeking more.

I climbed onto the bed and cupped her pussy in my hand. Emerson stared at me, biting her lip while waiting for me to say something. She was so needy, the brat sufficiently fucked out of her for now.

“Who does this pussy belong to, baby?”

“You and Colter.”

“That’s right.” I kissed her and gave her clit a flick. “And what do you do if I say not to touch it?”

“I listen,” she gasped, and I pressed my finger inside, right next to Colter’s cock. I ignored it was his and focused on how tight she felt instead. Picking up the toy with my free hand, I pressed it to her clit, and Colter took up his thrusts again. Capturing her mouth with mine, it didn’t take long for her to come undone with the full frontal assault. Her body pulsed around me, her scream of release breaking our kiss. I pulled back my finger and held her to me as she panted, soothing her as she came.

“Ride it out, Wildcat. It’s only the beginning.” As soon as she was done, I moved back, laid on the bed, and watched as Colter found his release. Emerson was putty in his arms as he kissed her, cooing at how good she felt and how perfect her orgasm was. He laid her on her side before walking into the bathroom.

I waited for him to return, my hand slowly stroking my cock the entire time. Once he’d cleaned her up, I scooped her into my arms and lifted her leg over my hip. My cock slid into her with ease, and I sighed in relief. In slow and languid thrusts, I fucked Emerson on her side as I kissed her softly. My touch was gentle now, my words soothing and loving as I brought her pleasure back up.

Colter spooned her from behind, rubbing and kissing her wherever he could. The combination of us together had her crying out quickly. Once she came down from her high a second time, I picked up the pace and plunged deep before my cock emptied. Being bare in Emerson was the best feeling in the world. Every time I came, I had to stop the urge to hold my seed inside of her. I knew she had birth control in place, but it didn’t stop the primal urge rearing up. Just like it had earlier when I chased her, hunting down my prize.

She sighed blissfully between us, and I kissed her before rolling off the bed, carrying her into the shower. I rinsed us off and gave her pussy some tender care, making sure to keep her hair out of the water. Colter dried her off when we were clean while I pulled on a pair of boxer shorts. He dropped his t-shirt over her head, leading her back to bed.

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