Page 82 of Three to Fall

He groaned, his movements getting erratic, his eyes closing, and fucking me faster, harder, until we were both ready to lose it. I moved his hand away from my cock, not wanting to come again, needing to save that until I could get my hands on Kara.

Her cries of pleasure as she came from riding Grayson’s cock echoed around the van. It rocked a little, Grayson coming hard too, burying his face in her tits and sucking her nipple into his mouth.

Hawk fell over the edge a moment later, buried deep inside me. He came with a moan and the noise went straight to my dick.

He pulled out, staring down at me, his breath ragged. His lips found mine, and he kissed me deeply, our tongues in sync.

I throbbed everywhere, could still feel him inside me even though he wasn’t. Precum leaked from my tip, and I shifted out from beneath Hawk and leaned forward to lift Kara’s chin from where she rested on Grayson’s chest. The two of them were a mess of half-discarded clothes and glistening skin, her cheeks flushed pink. “Need you.”

“Need you too,” she whispered.

I didn’t give a fuck it was broad daylight outside. I yanked my pants up only enough I wouldn’t trip over them and slid open the back door. Made my way to the driver’s side and opened Grayson’s door.

Kara was waiting for me, her eyes still hot with need, even though she’d already come once.

She lifted off Grayson, leaving him blissed out on the laid-back seat while I helped her out of the van.

That was as long as I could wait to have her. I crowded her up against the side, put one hand beneath her knee and raised it up, hooking it around the backs of my thighs and opening her up for me to slide right into.

I didn’t give a fuck Grayson’s cum coated the inside of her thighs and dripped from her pussy. It only made me want her more. I wanted to remind her body she had more than one man who needed to claim her as often as she would allow.

I plunged deep inside her slick slit, filling her, fucking her hard so my pubic bone ground against her clit, giving her the friction she’d need to come all over again.

I gazed down at her sweet face, the big eyes that stared up at me full of love and desire and a connection I couldn’t get enough of. What I felt for her was so different than what I felt for Hawk, even though I loved them both.

If I’d said it out loud, Hawk would have made fun of me for a lifetime. But when I was inside her, when her eyes were locked with mine, I knew this was where I was supposed to be.

That she was mine and for the past five years, I’d been walking around, missing half my goddamn soul.

Something changed between us. The attraction and need becoming something more, my heart racing every time I thought about the fact anything could happen tonight when we got to Ethereal Eden. The thought left me in a cold sweat.

“I love you,” she whispered, a slight tremble in her voice. “Promise me we’re all coming home when this is done. Not just me and Jacqueline. You and Hawk and Grayson too.”

I looked away, focusing on the way my cock slid in and out of her body, distracting her by rubbing her clit and pinching her nipples.

I couldn’t promise her tomorrow when I knew all too well how quickly it could be ripped away.

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Isniggered at Grayson’s van turning off and his instructions not to follow them. Scythe took the words right out of my mouth when he got on the walkie-talkies and gave them shit about it.

Whip shook his head and muttered, “Yeah, because when I’m about to walk into a potentially deadly situation, sex is the first thing on my mind. What’s wrong with Gray? Her pussy made of gold or what?”

I scoffed. “Sex is the first thing on every man’s mind, at every minute of the day, whether we’re walking carefree along the beach or trying to infiltrate some fucking cult, whose members are probably waiting to drown us in holy water.” I glanced at the older man, frown pinching between my eyebrows. “You don’t think they’ll try that, do you? I can’t swim very well, and I didn’t pack my floaties.”

I was pretty sure Whip rolled his eyes, but it was hard to tell because he was steadfastly staring out the window, making sure we didn’t crash the van.

He was such a grump. Where was the joy? The excitement about all the killing we were about to do? Yeah, yeah, we’dpromised we wouldn’t. Innocent people and all that. Blah, blah, blah. But surely one of the cult fuckers was going to step out of line and give me a reason to get my hands dirty.

At least I hoped so, otherwise I could have just stayed home and watchedJerry Springerreruns. Man, what a banger that show was. You arenotthe father? Classic TV gold.

Trigger reached his arms above his head and tried to release some of the muscle tension sitting in this fucking van for almost a whole day had created. “Gray’s just trying to release some pressure. Leave him alone. Fuck, if one of you had a wet, willing pussy for me to suck right now, I would.”

“I did not need that mental image, thank you.” Whip checked his mirrors and merged into the next lane to keep up with Scythe in the Jeep and the guys on their bikes.

I shook my head. “He’s so pussy-whipped. Have you seen the look on his face every time she’s around?”

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