Page 66 of These Deadly Dreams

Until Kai turns his dark gaze on me and gives me a wicked, fang-filled grin. “Don’t come, baby girl. Not until I say you can.” Then he turns that wicked grin on Cade. “You, however …” He trails his hand down Cade’s back and over his ass, giving him a little squeeze. “You can come whenever.” With that, he runs his finger through Cade’s backside, and Cade’s pace falters.

“Fuck, Kai,” he groans. “You’re gonna make me come.”

“That’s the idea,” Kai practically purrs, then licks up the side of his throat.

I don’t know what Kai does, but I can imagine it. Whatever it is, Cade grabs my thighs tightly and his cock thickens. He rocks his hips against mine and tenses as he comes. When he releases my legs, he falls forward, hands on either side of my head, and rests his forehead against mine.

Breathing heavily, he slowly pulls out, lowering my legs, and I clench around him again, not ready for him to leave. “But—” I don’t get to finish my thought.

Kai takes Cade’s place. “Don’t worry, baby girl. We’ll make sure you’re taken care of.”

With my wetness and Cade’s release, Kai is able to slip right in. I moan as his piercings slide along my inner walls. Oh, fuck. I’m so fucking ready to come. My body is shaking with need. The pressure is building higher and higher, and I’m positive I’m going to combust.

Kai watches me with a look that says he’s about to eat me. Being the sole focus of his gaze is unnerving sometimes. His intensity settles inside me, and draws me even closer to the edge.

“Kai, please. I need to come,” I beg. My heart is racing, my muscles are tense, my lungs straining for oxygen. Every nerve ending is on fire.

Kai smirks at me and glances at Cade. My gaze follows his, and I find Cade hard again, his hand working his thick length.

Kai grabs the back of Cade’s neck, never breaking his punishing rhythm. “Come for us, baby girl,” he mutters at the same time he sinks his fangs into Cade’s neck.

Cade comes again with a groan, warm stickiness landing on my belly. It sends me over the edge. I fall into my orgasm with a scream. My body shakes and trembles as my release shudders through me. Wave after wave of pleasure, until my body finally stills. I can’t move. I can’t open my eyes. I just lay on the bed and try to catch my breath.

Around me, the guys are moving. The bed dips, footsteps sound, water runs. I’m too blissed out to focus on any one sensation. A cool cloth wipes across my stomach, cleaning up Cade’s release. Arms slide under me and tuck me against a warm chest. It must be Cade. Kai’s skin is cooler. The bed dips again, and another arm wraps around me, cooler to the touch.

With my body exhausted, and my mind too foggy to worry, it’s easy to slip into sleep with my guys surrounding me.

“Ellis,” Kai groans. “Stop, they’ll be here any minute.”

I grin, but he can’t see it. “So?”

“So? You’re putting my hair in pigtails!”

Cade chuckles, leaning forward to get a better look. “You look adorable,” he says with big eyes and pouty smile, before his act slips and he laughs.

I keep working. It’s not just pigtails. I’m braiding it before it goes into the pigtail. Running my fingers through his silky black hair is calming. I love the way it feels, and the way the curls at the ends wrap around my fingers.

Kai tries to pull his head away, but I grab a fistfull of the black strands and yank him back. “Stop moving,” I hiss. “You’re going to mess me up.”

Before he can respond, there is a knock on the door. Kai tenses, and I can’t tell if it’s in preparation of danger or in preparation of people seeing him like this. Cade opens the door for everyone.

Allie grins when her gaze lands on Kai sitting on the floor between my legs. Connor raises one brow. Both of them luckily keep their mouths shut. Drew, on the other hand, catcalls and winks at Kai.“Looking good, bro,” he says with a laugh.

A low growl rumbles up Kai’s throat, but I yank his hair again until he stops. “Play nice,” I whisper.

“Does anyone want anything to eat or drink?” Cade asks once everyone is settled around the living room.

“We’re good, thanks,” Connor says, for him and Allie.

Drew shakes his head. “Nah, let’s just get this over with.”

I wrap a rubberband around the first pigtail, and move onto the second.

“Drew, you have the layout of the building?” Cade asks, sitting next to me, causing the cushion to dip and tilting me sideways.

“I do.” He leans to the side to pull a folded stack of papers from his back pocket. Unfolding them, he spreads them on the coffee table, and we all lean forward to get a better look. “This is what I could get of the main floor. It’s the path I took to the basement.” His finger traces over the sketched map as he talks. “There are no guards directly by the doors, but they are stationed further down the hallways, usually at an intersection. I’m assuming this gives them the time they need to alert others of intruders, and the distance to use ranged attacks—weapons and magic—to defend.”

“Drew got in through a window we were able to get open,” Cade chimes in. “The building is an old elementary school, and from the looks of the maps, the first level is still untouched. So, the window he went through was a classroom window.”

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