Page 28 of Dare To Fall

“Miles,” Kellan calls after him. “Fuck.”

“Come for me,” Eli demands, and my body obeys his command without argument, clenching greedily around his length. Pleasure erupts as my orgasm rolls through me.

Eli thrusts into me a few more times before shuddering through his release.

“You look beautiful. All sleepy and sated. Thoroughly fucked.”

Am I becoming a sex addict, or is it just Eli that makes me this way?

I stretch, blinking up at him.

A sudden thought turns me cold and makes me stiffen beneath him. “Did you use a condom?”

I try to push him off me, but he doesn’t move. “Kellan did, and the first time we fucked last night. But the second time? No. You wouldn’t let me pull out.” He bites my throat. “You begged me so prettily to fill you up, and then you looked so good covered in my cum.”

My cheeks burn with embarrassment as I remember my mindless pleas. “You should have insisted! It’s a good thing I’m on the pill. Elena sorted it out before I came back after Christmas.”

I’d also been given the chat about being sexually active and not getting myself knocked up. The whole conversation had been awkward and ironic, as that was exactly how she’d ended up with me.

I wiggle beneath him again. “Can you please get off me?”

Eli ignores me, kissing a path over my shoulder. “I’m kind of enjoying where I am.”

“I need to pee.”

His sigh is a soft, warm exhale of breath against my throat. “Fine.”

He pulls out of me. I wince at the unexpected soreness. Rolling the condom off his cock, he ties the end and rises from the bed to drop it into the trash can. When he turns away from me, I see the silver mesh of scars crisscrossing his back.

I rush across to the bathroom and close the door behind me. I’m aching all over, and when I glance in the mirror above the sink, I see little dark-red marks from the suction of their mouths. Hickeys cover my neck and all over my breasts, and when I examine lower, I discover more on the inside of my thighs. They marked me all over while they explored every inch of my body.

I recall the look on Eli’s expression when we entered the room after we came back from the party. His forcefulness and aggression. The way he slipped so seamlessly into being Sin. How he ripped the white dress from my body.

A knock sounds on the closed door. “Bella, we need to use the bathroom, too.”

“Coming.” I do what I need to do, and wash my hands.

Kellan is naked and standing just outside when I open the door.

His gaze runs over my nudity and pauses on my face. “Are you suffering from post-threesome blues?”

“Being fucked by two men was one of your fantasies.” Eli is watching me from the bed, now dressed in a t-shirt and boxer briefs.

Spying a hoodie hanging off the back of a chair, I snatch it up and pull it on. It’s baggy enough to cover everything.

“You only know that because you read it.” I can’t keep the accusation out of my voice.

“There’s nothing wrong with the desires you have, Hellcat. It doesn’t make you your mother.”

“Doesn’t it?” My voice is sharp. “I recall you telling me I was just like her.”

“You’re angry that we fucked, and now you want to fight.” A lazy smile curves his lips. “I’ll feed you, fuck you, and fight you, Hellcat. You have my promise on that.”

I shoot him a glare and gesture between the three of us. “This was a mistake. It’s not happening again.”

“You’re addicted to my dick. Of course, it will.”

“You arrogant asshole.”

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