Page 39 of Taking Over the Dark

Both of her hands are cupping my face, and I move mine to match her position, stroking the soft skin of her face. Those deep-sea eyes stare back at me with all the love and trust in the world, and at this point, she could tell me to chop a limb off, and I would do it without hesitation.

I quickly find out that the only time she freaks out on the plane is during the takeoff and landing, so when the seat belt sign is back on, we start our breathing exercises like we did earlier. Her blissed-out look as I count to her will forever be in the back of my head. She’s beautiful when she’s like this.

Two blacked-out SUVs are waiting for us when we step off the plane, and the keys are already inside them. The four of us pile into one with Rhett and Dino up front. Noah, Vin, and Blair are with Mar and her guys in the other. We have a little bit of a drive to get to Dario’s place, but it’s nothing a little music can’t help with. I turn on Chase Atlantic’s new album and just let it play. They don’t have a skippable song.

As we start to drive, my brain starts to take over, and not in a good way…

I don’t want to have to see my dad right now—or ever, really. It always seems that the longer I’m away, the more severe his bad behaviour and need to voice his opinions is. Even when I’ve told him I disagree with his views on every topic you can think of, they’re always his main topics of discussion. And even then, all he does is yell at me, or over me, until I finally shut down, making him think he’s won.

And then there’s Willow.

My baby sister.

That same baby sister that just started practicing medicine as a doctor. One of the youngest in the state. All of that could be coming to an end if we can’t find them… I can’t think about that even being an option. I know we’re going to find them. And I may not know this Sonny guy that’s been taken with her, but I hope he will be okay and protect her the best way he can.

* Nothing Without You - The Weeknd

TWENTY-EIGHT

ELLINOR

Now that we’re on the road, Nash looks like his brain is drifting to a place no one wants to be. I’m sure being back in his hometown isn’t anything he was expecting to be doing this evening.

?*Trying to distract him, I run my hand up his thigh touching mine. When he jerks his head to look at me, I keep running my hand up his thigh, eventually making it to his soft cock, which is still ridiculously big…

He grinds out, “Ellie, what do you think you’re doing?”

“Taking your mind off of everything that’s happened since you comforted me so well on the plane. This is the least I can do,” I say as I slide my knees to the floor, finding my place in between his legs.

Is this safe?

No.

Do I care?

Absolutely the fuck not.

I unbutton his jeans and slide them down enough to free his cock, that’s growing in size by the second. I suck him into my mouth, wanting to feel it grow inside me.

Rhett is driving, and Dino is in the passenger seat, and I hear Marcello threaten, “If either of you even peek at Nash or Ellie, I’ll snap both of your necks.”

They both instantly respond with, “Yes, Boss.”

Nash’s cock pulses in my mouth, and I smile up at him, internally laughing at his excitement over Cello’s possessiveness. I feel Zamir’s hand sliding down my chest to my stomach and easily slipping his hand into my leggings. He finds my throbbing clit with practiced ease, pinching it between his fingers and making me gasp. Nash uses that opportunity to shove into my throat, causing me to gag a little.

The low moan that comes out of Zamir has my cunt pulsing, begging to be filled.

I hate to tell her, but she will have to wait…

I’m bobbing up and down, moaning along with each suction around his tip. I watch his head hit the back of the headrest, and the pride that fills me knowing I’m the one pulling the pleasure from him, allowing him to forget reality for a minute, it’s my favorite thing watching the bliss pour over someone’s body from what I’m doing to them.

Zamir’s fingers are working overtime, circling my swollen nub, causing a whimper to creep up my throat. At least two fingers of Z’s shove into my waiting hole, and I have to pop off Nash and groan. I peek over at Marcello, and he’s rubbing his cock through his pants and doing the same to Zamir through his pants.

Fuck, they’re all so hot.

Add doing this in the car with Rhett and Dino, and the possessive growling coming from Marcello is enough to have me right on the edge of orgasm. I suck Nash back into my mouth working him with my hand as well. My other hand finds Marcello’s on Zamir’s cock, and I apply more pressure overMarcello’s, trying my hardest to at least have Zamir coming in his pant.

The hard set of his jaw is enough to tell me he’s close. Marcello has his mouth right next to his ear and starts to whisper, “Uccisore, your noises are so pretty. Don’t hold back because we have other ears in here with us…”

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