Page 54 of Kissed By Shadows

“Come on, Princess. Let’s get back and you can have a nice hot bath and some lunch, then nap before the club night tonight,” Roman cajoles, offering his hand for me to take.

“Club night?” I ask, taking his hot palm and allowing him to pull me to my feet. Immediately, I sway into him, and he wraps his strong arms around me, so I nuzzle his sweaty chest and take a deep inhale of his scent. Who am I to waste a chance to hug and sniff the man?

“You’re coming with us tonight, Peaches,” Hunt rumbles, and I open my eyes fully to find him watching us, his usually harsh features softened as his green eyes trace over me. Excitement makes my heart race, but I’m too sore and comfortable to move away from Roman. “It’s safer if you stay with us as most of the crew will be there too, and Petrov messaged saying that he thinks his father is planning something.”

My heated body suddenly goes ice-cold, Roman pulling me closer when I start to tremble.

“It’s okay, sweetheart, we won’t let anything happen to you,” he assures me as he rubs soothing circles on my back. The sweat on my body feels like it’s frozen, and I sigh in relief when Rowan presses himself against my back, sandwiching me between them, lending me their strength.

“They’ll have to come through us to get to you, and they won’t make it whole if they try,” Rowan promises, a shiver running through me at the promise of violence in his dark tone.

“Let’s take you home,” Hunt states, grabbing our bags and water bottles. It feels right that their flat is now my home, my old house now tainted with the betrayal of what my father did. Striding across the gym, Hunt says goodbye to people as he passes.

They look up at him with such respect and adoration that warmth flares inside my chest. He really is a natural leader, and I know that he cares deeply about his people and their well-being. He may be a criminal, may sell drugs and do all sorts of other morally grey things, but I know he would never knowingly put anyone in danger.

We head back out into the cold, the temperature having warmed up a little—or perhaps that’s because I’ve just done a shitload of exercise and have a furnace either side of me, caging me in as we walk.

Hunter heads straight to the kitchen, declaring that we need protein, and the twins lead me to my bathroom, Roman putting the plug in before turning on the tap. I watch, Rowan beginning to strip me as his brother takes several bottles from the shelf and pours in oil, epsom salts, and bubble bath, the room filling with a fragrant steam.

Roman looks up just as the last of my clothing comes off, and his brown eyes go molten, his gaze burning as it traces across my body.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispers reverently, and I flush scarlet, shifting on my bare feet. Rowan presses against my back, completely silent, but the way his fingers tease and caress me tells me more than words ever could, and I’m soon burning up.

“I told you, Will, she’s fucking fine,” Hunt growls out as he marches into my bathroom, and I spin just as he pauses, his green eyes going wide as he takes in my nakedness, Rowan having moved aside when I turned.

“Hunt? Let me speak to her then. She’s not answered my calls in almost a week, and you’re telling me she’s been with you the whole fucking time?” Willow’s angry voice sounds in the room and I’m rushing towards Hunt, grabbing the phone off him, then realising too late that it’s a FaceTime call. “Iris!”

“Uh, hi, Willow,” I reply, my blush increasing as I try to hold the phone so that I’m not showing her my boobs.

“Wait, are you naked?” she asks, her pixie face screwed up, her blonde curls wild as she lounges on a bed, early morning light filtering in.

“Um, well, the twins were just running me a bath and um…” I trail off, freezing when Hunter presses against my back, his large arm wrapping around me, his palm splayed across my stomach and sending delicious tendrils of heat all across my body. Her eyes go wide, flicking behind me, and then her mouth parts on a shocked gasp.

“Oh my god, you’re fucking them all, aren’t you?” she questions, and I wince as she cackles like a madwoman. “Fucking called it! I told Hunt all about Lilly and her Knights, and suggested they do the poly thing with you, though I guess it’s not strictly poly as Lilly isn’t fucking anyone else and neither are the guys?—”

“Willow,” Hunt warns behind me, and it takes more effort than I’d like to admit to keep the shiver the sound of his voice creates from showing on my face. Willow snaps her mouth shut, but there is a definite smirk on her lips. “As you can see, Iris is fine and well taken care of.”

“I just bet she is,” she interrupts while waggling her eyebrows, and a startled laugh falls from my lips.

“Willow!” I gasp, swallowing when Hunt’s hand travels lower, but she just sniggers.

“Okay, I’ll leave you to your twin sandwich,” she teases, and then her nose wrinkles. “But like, don’t give me any detailsbecause they’re like brothers to me, and Huntismy brother, so that’s kinda gross.” She pauses for a tiny breath, then her already large eyes go comically huge. “Oh-my-god-have-you-fucked-in-my-bed?!” She doesn’t even take a breath and I nibble my bottom lip, trying to remember if we’ve had sex in my–her bed. “Actually, don’t answer that, but we are going to have a proper catch up later, I need to knoweverything. Just nothing sexual, see previous conversation.”

She blows me a kiss before ending the call, then I’m left staring at a blank screen. I guess that’s Willow for you. She’s like a whirlwind, a storm that blows in, throws your shit around, and then leaves. She wasn’t as forceful when I first met her all those months ago, but she’s come such a long way and found her strength again, refusing to let those bastards take it from her, even when they took so much.

“So I guess we have her approval then.” Roman chuckles, sauntering over to me and trailing a wet finger across my chest, leaving bubbles in his wake. My nipples pebble, my eyes threatening to close as sparks fly from his caress.

He gives me a devastating smirk, then Hunter’s hands grab my hips, pulling me back as Roman grasps my chin and tugs me forward and down, causing me to drop the phone on the floor. I’d worry about smashing the screen, but it’s kinda Hunt’s fault anyway so tough shit.

I wobble, but they don’t let me fall, even when Hunt kicks my legs further apart and my body is at a ninety-degree angle from my legs. The water turns off just as I open my mouth to protest, though Evangeline is fucking purring and rolling over. But Roman is too quick, stuffing his cock in my mouth as soon as it opens.

“We take you when we want, Princess, remember?” he grits out harshly, and I roll my eyes to look at him, sucking him deeper. I watch his jaw clench when my tongue massages hisrock-hard length, feeling each piercing on the underside of his shaft.

A deep keen leaves my lips when Hunter starts forcing his way into my pussy, clearly having freed his beautiful cock while Roman distracted me. My muscles refuse him entry, and he groans as he sinks into me, inch by deliciously painful inch. Roman nudges the back of my throat and I gag.

“She just gushed, such a good fucking slut for us,” he purrs, pulling out and slamming back in so hard that Roman sinks down my throat until my lips touch his base.

My eyes stream, and I have to concentrate on breathing through my nose, tiny slivers of air reaching my lungs as he chokes me with his large dick. Then they both pull out at the same time before slamming back into my body, and I scream and gag as they fuck me hard. Movement to the side has my eyes rolling when I find Rowan watching us, his hand wrapped around his dick, pumping it up and down, his gaze so hot it scalds.

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