Page 88 of The Masks She Wore

?He ripped his lips away only when he came, his cock throbbing inside of me.

?I looked down, panting, watching as his cum slid down my thigh, a shiver running through me. Fuck that was hot.

?I fell back into the wall, clinging to his shoulders as his eyes found mine. They softened as he carefully guided my legs down, lifted me off of him, and let me curl around him like a child.

?“Come on,” he mumbled, sliding a hand over the back of my head, the other holding my ass. “We still need to talk.”

?They could talk all they wanted, I wasn’t going to stay awake for all of it, I was sure.

18

Jack

November 16th, 2019

She was too exhausted to care about the fact that Zo kept giving her the side-eye.

?I had brushed her hair out, helped clean up the mess, and helped put her sweats back on before grabbing her phone and carrying her back out to the living area.

?She fell into the seat next to mine only to lean heavily against me when I settled into my seat. It was something I wasn’t used too, the cuddling, the just wanting to touch phase she seemed to rest in. That wasn’t to say I didn’t like it. I liked it more than I thought I would. I liked knowing that she found enough comfort in mypresence that she was able to both pick a fight and lean on me when she needed it.

?That wasn’t to say I wouldn’t meet her with the same vigor on the fighting side, but the touching side? It was something I would have to come to terms with. Something I had to get used too.

?I gave Zo a warning look after forcing Rae to drink some of my water.

?I understood Zo had issues with the Claim I had made, but it was bound to happen eventually. If not to the three of us, then to the other Initiates. I couldn’t understand why she had such a problem with it. We had fucked. For a week, seven years ago. We had been stationed in the desert, we were alone, desperate, there was a lag in the assignment. What better to fill the time then fucking? It meant nothing, Zo was just trying to get under her skin, test her.

?I didn’t have a problem with that, but these last several days had taken their toll on Rae, more than I thought it would. I’d have to show some restraint for the next little while.

?At least the next day.

?Or a few hours, that should do it.

?Zo leaned over the table. “Who are you?” she asked her.

?Rae forced herself to straighten up only to fall back into the chair, her eyes heavy, her lips still swollen from our kissing. “Rae Charlie Bennett,” she answered as confidently as her tired mind would allow.

?It was something I hadn’t expected, what I felt when she hugged me, when she fell into me. She had needed comfort and she had fallen into me.

?It could have been convenience. She didn’t have anyone else in this world right now, and I was there, or perhaps she was settling into her new role. Whatever it was, it had shaken me to my core. That last fuck had been unexpected. Soft and passionate. It’s not something any of us are known for, save for Greyson, I supposed.

?But it felt…it felt good.

?I slid a hand over her thigh, squeezing it tightly, pulling a soft whimper from her lips, her eyes falling shut.

?“Jack,” Zo snapped. “Keep it in your pants for ten minutes, okay? Jesus.”

?I glared at her. “I’ll fuck her whenever I want.” I just wanted to learn how to touch her without it ending in fucking. It wasn’t just that she was my toy, I had a role I silently promised to play too.

?Perhaps Greyson was rubbing off on me. That was annoying. “Keep asking your questions, we don’t have time to fuck around,” I instructed icily.

?She rolled her eyes and straightened. “Because of you, you ass. Rae,” she started, snapping her fingers.

?“Don’t,” I snarled, my hand tightening unintentionally around Rae’s leg, a shiver running through her. “Don’t snap at her like she’s a fucking dog.”

?Despite my reaction, I had seen the way she had reacted to Zo’s claims, and I fucking hated it. The way she shut down so fast. Her self-esteem, despite what she peacocked to the world, was in the fucking shitter, and I would fix that. I was going to fix it, and whoever stood in my way would get a bullet to their skull. No matter what they meant to me.

?Zo sneered, cracked her neck, and leaned back in her chair, trying to rid herself of the tension. She was a genuinely good person. Somewhere between Greyson and Everett. Good, but still fierce, but she was protective too. All of her claims of women getting attached, she feared us getting attached to the wrong people too. Falling in love only to have to kill them days later when they proved to be talkers. Blabbing our business across the world about who we were.

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