Page 102 of Heartless Legacy

“Fuck, Pet, you feel so good.” I lie back, smiling up at her. “Fuck my brains out. Please. And thank you.”

She does, bouncing up and down on me like I’m her vaginal trampoline. It takes everything in me not to grip her, not to flip her, and I’m glad Deacon is here because when he senses that I’m close to doing something like that, he pulls her away and yanks her down onto his dick instead. Then swaps when he’s close to cumming. We pass her back and forth so many times that I lose count of how many orgasms she’s had, but Deacon has apparently been keeping count.

“Six. Mmm. I think we’re almost there.”

She groans, bucking against him, and before her body stops twitching, he helps her climb back on top of me. Her movements are languid, mine choppy. I have never been this hard for this long in my entire life, and when she locks around me, it’s so wet, warm and tight.

“You ready?”

She nods and leans forward, pressing her chest to mine. I’m about to protest when Deacon says, “It’s gonna be quick and fast. You’re gonna look so good. We’re gonna make you feel so good. Tell me you want this.”

“I want. I want this. Please, I want this, Deacon.”

My breath exits my body at the same time hers does, as Deacon Wolfe enters her ass. Holy. Fucking. Shit. Holden and I have done this, but this is a different experience.

Somehow, he’s got my hips elevated, holding me inside Thea as he fucks her. I’m literally just here, like a dildo, my pelvis fused to hers, while he does all the work. Then he shifts Thea’s knees higher towards my shoulder and spreads her ass. I feel every single slide of his dick in and out.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.” Is all I can get out.

That blends in with Thea’s keening whimpers and the sound of Deacon’s praise. “That’s it, Sweetness. Oh, you’re taking this cock so good. Just like I knew you would. Looking so fucking beautiful bent over Finn like that. So proud of you for letting me do this. For giving me this. God, I’m the luckiest man on the planet to have such a sweet, beautiful, brave girl like you.”

“Wolfe!”

“I know. I know. Give it to me. Let Finn feel what we’re doing to you.”

I can feel it. I don’t know what more he could be talking about. There’s a warm gush dribbling down my pelvis and thighs. Am I cumming? I- my eyes snap open as I realize it’s not me making a mess between us. “Oh fuck, are yousquirting?”

“Good, girl.” Deacon coos. “I knew you could still do it.”

She’s shaking so hard that it’s rattling through me. Her walls squeeze again and I can’t hold back any longer. “I’m cumming, Pet. I shit I can’t hold back any longer.” I let out a long groan as I stiffen, releasing deep inside her.

Deacon leans over, whispers something in her ear that’s too low for me to hear, then follows us off the orgasm cliff.

Thea

“How are you feeling?” Wolfe asks as I enter the kitchen. He hands me a cup of coffee and goes back to drinking his protein shake. I settle in my chair and twist around to study his profile. In all the adrenaline fueled sex, which I’m surprised I made it through, we didn’t get a chance to talk about the club. I know he’s mad, but if he won’t start the argument, then neither will I.

“A little sore.” I admit, wincing as I shift in my seat again.

His lips twitch as he says? “You’re out of shape.”

“I know. I’m thinking the double blow job was too ambitious.”

“Is that what’s sore? Your mouth?”

“Mmm-hmm.” I bite back my smile because no, that’s not all. But I’m not about to stroke his ego right now.

“Best remedy for muscle stiffness is using that muscle.”

I snort at the obvious suggestion of letting him fuck me some more. I will, but after I’ve soaked in the tub. He leans forward, pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

“I have a training session at the gym. I’ll talk to you later.”

The front door clicks shut and I grab my coffee mug to head outside to the patio, sitting with my feet propped up on a chair, staring out at the street. Finn’s asleep on the sofa and with Wolfe gone, that means I can use this quiet time to reflect on what happened last night. Surprisingly, I’m okay. I know everythinghappened amidst an extremely charged situation, but I don’t regret it, and I don’t have the urge to pretend it didn’t happen.

Finn’s actions last night certainly made a statement. The game master and high council probably won't care that he interfered in that made up loyalty challenge. It’s cutting that guy’s fingers off that he’ll need to answer to.

The door slides open behind me. I tense until Finn steps into my line of sight. My shoulders relax even more when he plucks my cup off the table and drinks. That’s normal Finn behavior. Just as annoying as it was the first time he tried to take my food, but allowing him to do it also feels right.

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