Page 37 of High Stakes

“Don’t even try it,” Declan mutters, and comes up behind me. He slowly strips me down, dropping light kisses along my skin and I feel like I’m about to spontaneously combust.

I brace my hands on Silas’s thighs and bend at the waist. Declan grips my hips, his fingers tight on my skin. My tongue darts out and I lick up and down Silas’s hard cock. Silas groans and hisses through his teeth as I swallow him down, relaxing my throat and taking him to the hilt. Declan pushes inside me in one long, slow, torturous thrust. My pussy throbs around his girth and I let out a low moan.

“Look at her,” Hayden says to Hector. I cut my eyes across and find both of them watching me with dark eyes. Hayden thrusts shallowly in and out as Hector pushes back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. “Doesn’t she look like a goddess?” Hector only groans a response.

I close my eyes as Declan starts to take me harder and faster, moving me back and forth. I bob my head up and down and shiver as Silas moans, low and long. My eyes find the stockade again and I’m mesmerized by the sight of Hayden leaning over Hector’s back, his back muscles flexing with each deep thrust. My entire body shudders and it feels like liquid fire has been injected into my veins.

“Fuck, Princess, you’re going to look so good swollen with our cum,” Declan groans out between thrusts as my walls flutter and tighten around him. It’s too much. Every one of my senses is assaulted with sinful acts of depravity.

Silas bucks his hips and arches off the chair as I swallow around his length. If his legs and scars are hurting, he doesn’t let it show. “Fuck, I’m going to come,” he whimpers, and twists his fingers through my hair, holding my head in place so he can fuck my mouth harder.

Declan tightens his hold and picks up the pace, matching his brother’s tempo. I moan and close my eyes as tears stain my cheeks. The amount of lust in the air is almost palpable.

It’s all I can hear.

All I can smell.

All I can see.

Silas cries out my name and explodes on the back of my tongue. Declan shifts my hips and angles me a different way as he pounds into me. My entire body is alight and burning with pleasure and it has me soaring higher and higher. Like Icarus flying too close to the sun.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Hayden hisses through clenched teeth. I hear Hector let out a groan of pleasure and then a whimper. The sound of skin slapping stops and I know that they’re spent.

Declan leans over my back and bites into the soft flesh at the bend of my shoulder. “I’m going to come, Princess. Are you ready?” I spasm around him and gasp when his fingers find my clit.

“Please!” I cry out and look up at Silas, who is watching me with a semi hard cock.

Declan moans and buries himself to the hilt. I feel him swell and then throb inside me. His orgasm sends me over the edge and I scream my release as every muscle in my body tenses to the point that they're shaking.

Declan pulls out after a few seconds and I collapse to the floor, stars still dancing behind my lids. My breath is sawing in and out of my lungs as I drift through euphoric bliss.

“Wake up, Angel.” Hayden’s voice pulls me back to reality. “We’re not finished with you yet.”

I open my eyes and find them all standing over me in a circle. Hector crouches down and brushes a strand of damp hair from my forehead, the ball gag dangling from his finger. “Yeah, Little Bird, and payback is a bitch,” he whispers in my ear.

A shiver snakes up my spine and my clit throbs in anticipation. Hands pull me up and lips glide across my skin. I close my eyes and let the sensations take over, knowing that I’m in for a long, agonizingly delicious, wild ride.

Payback really is a bitch, but I’m going to enjoy every second of it.

17

DECLAN

“So,” I begin slowly, holding out the ‘o’. “When are we going to discuss the elephant in the room?” My voice cuts through the awkward silence in the garage. I watch as Hayden makes his fifth pass around Silas’s bike, keeping his eyes firmly on the machine and away from our faces.

“It’s clearly not an elephant,” Silas says as he eases himself into a cushioned chair. His leg still seems tender during the evening hours. “More like a giant lizard,” he adds with a chuckle, and cracks open a beer.

Hayden rolls his eyes, clearly not up for our bullshit today. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he mumbles, and leans against his own bike, still keeping his eyes securely fastened to the floor. “How about instead of giving me shit, we talk about what we need to do from here.”

I nod, the smile fading from my face. He’s right. We need to figure what the fuck we are going to do about the situations we have gotten ourselves into. “I can’t help but feel like something isn’t right. Like we’re missing something.”

Silas folds his arms across his chest and leans back. “I feel like I’m missing a lot of somethings,” he mumbles under his breath.

The corner of my lip twitches. “Right. You’ve missed a bit. Let me fill you in. Hector apparently found Emelia shortly after you got on that plane. They showed up here later that night covered in blood. Emelia had been stabbed several times, but nothing fatal, obviously.”

“Obviously,” Hayden quips from his corner of the garage. I narrow my eyes at him, but he doesn’t look up from his tinkering.

“We’ve been slow on the cyber security front, mainly because we don’t know the ins and outs of your programs. We tried an assassination mission for O’Leary, but we were unsuccessful because Tobias and Hector were there.”

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