Page 211 of Broken Dreams

Biting the side of Quinn’s breast hard, I hear her shriek as she comes around my cock. The pain triggered her response, and I fuck her through her release.

Lifting my face, I grin at her, even though she can’t see me as she deepthroats Linus.

“Getting close,” he gasps. “I’m not going to last long.”

“Pull her nice and close,” I growl, my eyes on his hip as he does as I say.

The two of us fuck Quinn into another orgasm, and I watch as Linus follows her over the edge before biting down on his hip. His groan of pain and pleasure triggers my release, and I yell as I come.

Breathing hard as Quinn pulls her mouth off his cock, she opens it to show me her reward. Grinning as I push my fingers into her hair, I kiss her, searching for every drop of cum for myself, sucking on her tongue.

“Fuck,” Linus groans, collapsing next to me as he watches us.

Working in tandem, they kiss me together. Linus distracts me as Quinn licks and sucks along the skin of my neck before biting down on the corded muscle of my throat. Groaning, I swear I may come again as the thread of our connection snaps firmly into place.

Happily, Quinn comes back to kiss me, her lips tinged with my blood. Greedily, I devour her lips, hissing as Linus finds his spot to mark me. As if they could tell that we’re now all bonded, Duncan and Callum walk into the nest with grins on their faces.

“So about that celebration?” Callum asks.

Chuckling, I nod as I struggle to catch my breath.

“I think we can say that we’ve officially started,” I murmur.

Callum and Duncan pull off their clothing with shrugs.

“That means we get to celebrate as a pack,” Duncan says.

Fuck, we really are a pack now. I’ll be damned.

CALLUM

I’m waiting outside of Dr. Alys Edwards’ office in the truck for Linus and Quinn. They're having their first therapy appointmenttogether because they were really nervous about it. The therapist was really understanding, and said that wouldn’t be a problem.

In the meantime, I’m on my laptop speaking to my contact to see if I can find out about Madame Clara. When I put out feelers, Jasper Rivers told me that Cerenity had gotten on the wrong side of a mafia man, causing her to have a run in with her.

He said that he’d been trying to find her himself since that incident, but that no one discussed where her auction house was. There were rumors that she wasn’t even having auctions anymore in Illinois because she knew she’d pissed off important people.

Seeing that my contact messaged me back, I read it.

Unknown:

We’ve been doing this a lot recently.

Rolling my eyes, I give the screen my middle finger. I don’t have time for games.

Me:

Is that your way of telling me that I’ve burned through your knowledge and you’re no longer of use?

Waiting, I blow out a breath as I recline my seat to get more comfortable.

Unknown:

That’s adorable. Madame Clara decided that things were too complicated in Illinois and decided to move her location.

Me:

And?

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