Page 90 of Under Their Protection

“You okay, sweet girl?” Quinn asks as he gently kneads my shoulders making me groansoftly.

“Yeah. Shit just hit me so much harder than I thought it would. I haven’t been in here since he shot me. All I can think about was how they were looking at me and how scared they sounded. I don’t remember much of anything other than how scared people were; how scared I was,” I admit. He continues to knead my shoulders and eventually, I relax. “That feels nice.”

“Good,” he says simply. “Do you want to know something?”

“Sure,” I sigh.

“You may have been terrified, but you saved almost seventy lives that day. You got everyone out of this building alive. Any time you are mentioned, or someone talks about that day, the only thing people talk about is how amazing you were in that moment. You may have been the one to take the brunt of the trauma, but you saved dozens of people from tragedy,” Quinn says softly

I never even considered what would have been if I wasn’t able to get everyone out. If he had snapped with all of those people in here, he could have killed multiple people. Everyone looked terrified as they all huddled up together. I saved them.

“Thank you for telling me that,” I say after a while. Quinn turns me around, cups my face with his huge hands, and tilts my head back so that I am looking up at him.

“You’re gonna be okay, Anika,” he says and his soft smile melts me.

“Ready?” Theo asks.

“Yeah. I feel like you four are about to traumatize me though,” I say with a smile.

“I’ll be easy,” Quinn laughs.

“That’s what you told poor Mia, too,” I remind him.

“You’re right, but you can’t deny that you’re still excited,” he says.

“Oh, definitely excited,” I grin.

“You know you shouldn’t enjoy your punishments as much as you do,” Rowan says and we walk to the VIP room.

Max picks me up and sets me on the edge of the table as Rowan shuts the door.

“So, if you’re okay with it, Anika, we are going to skip impact. We have another idea,” Max says.

“That’s fine. I trust you guys,” I smile.

“So to be more specific about what your punishment is… Our goal is to essentially overwhelm you with orgasms,” Max says.

“That’s a punishment?” I ask seriously.

“You’ll see,” he smiles. ”I am challenging you to not use your safe word and let us challenge you, but it will always be respected and encouraged if you have had enough, okay?”

“Okay,” I say with a simple shrug.

Max grins as he picks me up from the table and takes me over to the sitting area. When he sets me on my feet my shirt is pulled off and carelessly tossed to the couch. Max goes through the same process with my bra. A grunt of approval from Quinn makes me smile as Max pushes my pants down my thighs, dragging my black lace thong with it. I step out and kick them to the side before he sits me on the ottoman and pushes me back to lay.

“Close your eyes, Nika,” Max commands softly. When I do as instructed, he kisses me hard. As he trails his kiss down my throat and across my chest, hands caress my breasts. I moan softly when one pinches my nipple. Max runs his fingertips across my scar before gently kissing it. It may be a simple gesture, but it means the world to me.

“Fuck, you are beautiful,” Quinn says with a breathy tone. I feel his hot breath on my breast just before he circles my nipple with his tongue and then sucks it into his mouth.

At the same time, Max licks across my clit and I arch my back and moan. His mouth on me is like heaven. He slowly and gently pulls an orgasm forward. It is a slow-building heat that starts deep inside of me and creeps its way out.

“Oh God, Max,” I whimper. A mouth captures mine and swallows my screams as Max sucks my clit into his mouth and my orgasm surfaces. He doesn’t let up and the heat doesn’t fade. “Oh, Max. Oh, God,” I moan loudly as he pushes two fingers deep inside me. He presses his thumb to my slit as he brings mouth to mine. The sweet taste of my arousal on his tongue fuels the heat building as he fucks me with his fingers.

“My sweet Nika,” Max says sweetly, and he curls his fingers in, hitting a spot that drags another orgasm out of me. I am panting and clinging to him as the waves ripple through me.

Max suddenly pulls me to stand before Rowan takes my spot to pull me into his lap and fill me with his cock “Fuck, Rowan,” I gasp. He pulls me back to lay across his chest but offers me no warning when he slams into me. I scream out as he fucks me hard and deep from below. When a climax fades, I feel Max place his hand on my lower back and Rowan stills.

Max doesn’t prepare me before filling me with his cock. He goes slowly but his size is overwhelming today. By the time they are moving in perfect synchrony, I can hardly speak through the throes of my orgasm. Their thrusts are harder together than they ever have been before.

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