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I almost went cross eyed, watching this gorgeous woman control her own pleasure. She was a work of art. Fucking shit! Why did my phone have to be so far away?! I could’ve gotten a picture of this magical, ethereal moment. Damn it!

“Ravi, fuck me.”

Her soft demand woke me back up, and I went back to it. Pistoning in and out of her, I could feel her pussy clenching, getting ready. I wanted her to fucking erupt, so I moved one hand to her clit and rubbed. At that moment, an intense vibration surrounded my cock, and I knew Rion had turned it up to the highest setting.

Rin’s head slammed against the mirror, her mouth wide open in a silent cry. When I pinched her clit, yanking on it like she had her nipples, I got my reward. She gripped down on me so hard I could barely move, but the stream of cum that squirted all over me pushed me over the edge.

Growling like an animal, I shoved my cock into her, filling her up so good that it spilled out. We had made a complete mess of each other, yet neither of us wanted to part from this moment. I circled my arms around her, holding her, as I slowly pumped in and out, riding the aftershocks of her orgasm until we finally slumped into each other.

This was what pure satisfaction felt. Goddamn, it’s amazing.

Chapter 14

My arms and legs refused to work after what Ravi and I had just done.

“Fuck, Rin. You took my damn soul with that one.”

Ravi’s breathless playful voice had me smiling against his arm. What the hell were these boys doing to me? I’d never been this turned on in my life. Even my damn sexual dreams weren’t as steamy as these men in real life.

I laughed, thinking about that amazing orgasm as I joked back. “Just snatching what's mine.”

I hadn’t been thinking much about my words, more about the cock still inside of me, but he lifted my face, his serious eyes searching mine. “You know I’m yours, right? Like forever and ever.” His thumbs caressed my jaw, his lips moving closer to mine. “I would gladly throw my soul at your feet.”

Chuckling again, trying to make light of the situation, I said, “Aww, don't do that. I don't want a dirty soul.”

“Layrin.” His rough voice had my eyes snapping to his. He never called me by my actual name, like never. This was serious.

“I’m sorry.” He rested his forehead against mine, his eyes squeezed shut, his normal smiling lips twisted into a grimace. “I’m so fucking sorry.”

Something deep in my gut clenched, and feelings that I thought I’d let go in the name of survival came rushing forward. The burning anger wasn’t there anymore because I had worked that out with Roux. This right here, this hollow feeling left behind now that the anger was gone, was soul-crushing hurt. The betrayal that I never imagined would come from them.

He rushed out, “I know that you're protecting yourself, just pushing through it all to get to the other side, but…” His voice broke, and raw intensity filled his eyes, making it hard to look at him. “It would crush me, all three of us, if you decided to leave us after this. We couldn’t handle something like that, not after we’ve had a taste of you and what it's like to have you here with us. It would be too much. The loss so infinite…”

I was left speechless. I mean, what did you say to something like that? We’ll see? Maybe? Once I can fully trust you again? All of those felt wrong, not because I was scared of hurting him, but more because I was scared of saying something that was a lie.

“I don't expect you to give me an answer now. I know you need time, but…” His hazel eyes drilled into mine, and I was captivated by the multitude of colors that spiraled around. “I would gladly pay any penance for the rest of my life if you would just stay by my side, stay with us. I could take the rest of my days living in hell, receiving the worst punishments, as long as you were the one delivering it.” Like he couldn't help it anymore, he dove into my hair, tangling himself in it like he was trying to mix our very essences.

His tone changed, becoming soft and shaky, like a kid confessing his love for the first time. “I needed you to know I see you, I hear you. I’ll never leave your side, even when our bones turn to dust, so…” He gulped down a breath before he whispered a broken plea. “So don’t leave mine.”

His body was shaking, so I circled my arms around him, hugging him. His declaration and apology cut me to my core, but I didn't make any promises because he was right. I was trying to survive, going into a fuck-it mode just to make it out of this mess alive, but once I passed that stage, was I counting on the guys being there? Was that even possible in this organization? Were the heads of families allowed to co-mingle? If not, I didn't want to set myself up for something that couldn’t happen down the road. Unsure of so much, I offered him what I could be certain of.

Running my hands through his hair, calming him, I said what was in my heart. “Rav, I won't disappear. You will always have me in your life.” Whether it was in the organization or as a couple, I couldn't say.

Untangling himself from me, his lips were turned up in a sweet, placating smile, but his eyes were filled with iron determination. He bent down, giving me a sweet, short kiss of acceptance. I was beginning to notice all these little nuances and cues in their thought processes and how they reacted to things. It was like I was learning more about them by being silent than I ever did when I was talking, but I didn’t want them to know that.

Looking down to hide my smirk, I grimaced when I saw the leaky mess we had made. The inside of my thighs felt like a slip and slide. Shit! Thinking back, I didn't even know I could do something like that. It surprised the shit out of me when I came like that, but I was already so far gone that it hadn’t fully registered at the time.

Huffing, I turned and extended my hand to grab some towels, my fingers just a few inches short of reaching them. Ravi jumped into gear, collecting some for me without me needing to ask. I thanked him, pushed him away from me so I could jump off the counter, and cleaned myself up.

Ravi quickly tucked his half-hard cock back in his pants, and my eyes snagged on the bulge. I gave a small snort of a laugh as I noticed that his pants were drenched in the crotch area. Even with his jeans being black, I could still tell the color difference.

“What?” he asked, and I shook my head as I continued to giggle.

He finally stopped hounding me and looked in the mirror, glancing down before turning to me and pointing at his crotch. “Is this what you’re laughing about?”

I tried not to laugh again, so I rolled my lips into my mouth. A large smile crossed his face. “What? You thought I would be embarrassed?” He put his hands on his hips, almost emphasizing the area. “I’m going to wear this with fucking honor. How many men out there can brag about making their girl squirt, huh?”

My mind stopped, digesting what he’d just said and realizing that there was a whole shop of people outside who must’ve heard what we just did. Embarrassing heat took over my whole body as I dropped into a crouched position and covered my face.

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