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“DADDY!” She fell apart, bucking and convulsing against me, letting me know she needed more to end as well as she screamed my new bedroom name. My dick wouldn't let me finish our piston, shooting my load up in her and feeling every pump of my release fill her up. I moved faster, rolling my hips to finish during her climax. I felt how her pussy milked me for everything I was worth, and I loved it.

Once we finished, I refused to set her down, staying buried inside of her. We caught our breath, sweaty from the fun we hadn'tplanned on. "What were you doing in the kitchen anyway?"

"I got hungry after riding Kage." She shrugged, wondering if she should feel ashamed. I laughed and walked us to the cabinet where I had some granola bars and juices. My hands set them between us as I held her ass and carried her back to my room. We weren't even close to being done, so I needed to put some calories in her for her to burn off.

Chapter 15

Vicki

Ayawn found me as the morning sunrise highlighted through the windows. I rolled over, feeling something physical next to me, and it radiated heat. My eyes popped open, sensing someone in my room when I always slept alone. Panic found me right before I saw the tussled black curls my hands were running through last night... many times. I wasn't in my house because I'd been kidnapped by three hunky men who kept fucking me constantly.

Though, an ache settled between my thighs that felt like more than just rough sex. I'd been showering often and keeping things clean. Hell, I had three showers yesterday, but part of that had been from the blood I got on me. Chafing found me at the worst of times, saddling against my pussy lips and inner thighs. There wasn't a question as to what sat between my legs, but I didn't want to say anything because they still hadn't okayed my plea to message Luce. God, I missed her. We never went more than a day without checking in somehow.

"It's early," Talon groaned, realizing I'd been shifting in the sheets beside him.

"Sorry, my body is wired to be up and going by now." I shrugged, hating how I complied to my job's high standards.

"I worked nights at a factory. I came home in the middle of the night and slept 'til I had to go do my cleaning gigs," he grunted, rolling over to give me a lazy smile. Though, that wasn't the only thing I saw.

A wince etched on my features as some bruising lined the bridge of his nose and below his eyes. I gave him two shiners because I had a neurological disorder common folk called clumsiness. My brain short circuited in certain moments, and I wound up on my ass or beating the shit out of the man paying me in orgasms. "Ow, your face," I hissed, reaching to skim the swollen skin.

"It feels better today, I swear." He lazily smirked. It should be illegal to look that good in the morning. Something did a backflip in my lower belly. "At least no one will see me while I'm doing my cleaning gigs."

"Cleaning gigs." I winked.

He laughed. "I do have normal cleaning jobs at some buildings in the city. It's how I keep my cover of using my van for the other cleanups."

"Does it pay well? Is that why?" I chewed my bottom lip, worrying I might've overstepped by asking.

"More than a factory can provide." He raised a brow, knowing what I really wanted to ask.

"I've noticed how many boxes Kage ships after spending the afternoon in the basement, and Leopold works from his laptop. So why the ransom? I mean, I'm not mad you're giving my dad the finger, but it does make me wonder why when I've calculated in my head that you make well above a livable wage."

"You're a numbers girl. I forgot." He sat up in the bed and stretched his naked torso, letting my eyes delight in all the muscle he had. How did a man like him not have a woman wrapped around his cock... er, I mean finger already? Hell, they were all fucking amazing with their bedroom skills. Leopold could cook shit and make it taste good, Kage kept hobbies most girls would kill for their man to have for better bonding time, and Talon stared at me like I was the center of his universe. He did it just now, glancing down at my lying form tucked under the sheet. "In short, the money isn't for us, and that's all I'm going to say."

"How are you single?" I realized too late that I said it out loud, giving him a face that told him as much as a blush crept along my cheeks. His lazy grin melted my insides.

"By choice." He tensed a little with the answer, his smile no longer reaching his brown eyes. "I had a bad relationship that nearly destroyed me, so I don't want to be tied down ever again. Kage and Leopold have had similar things, so we just fuck when we need to and have each other for companionship."

"You never get lonely?"

"I just said I have them," he mused.

"I mean like at night. Like when you lay down and stare at the ceiling, hearing the silence of your house, the coolness of the sheets next to you."

"My heart turned to ice a long time ago, Little Diva. That coldness on the other side of the bed? It felt like home after hell." He could see I didn't like his answer because it didn't match the man I'd experienced. "Don't be catching feelings. This is just a fling until we get that money from your dad."

"I never said I was catching feelings!" I bolted up, pissed he'd assume I was. "I asked why you're single. Besides, I know I'm too much for you and the others. One week with me is one thing, but most get tired of me by a month in. It's easier staying single and finding a fuck buddy who won't disappoint."

"A fuck buddy, huh? Is that what you're calling us?"

"No. You said it yourself, this is a fling. It'll be short-lived, and we'll move on. It'll hold me over until I find a fuck buddy, though."

Something hardened in his eyes. It was as though he didn't like the idea someone else would touch me, but he could fuck off with that because he just slammed the door right in my face. I just had to remind myself to not get attached.

Sex was sex...

Yeah, but this was good sex...the kind that had a girl blurring the lines because she liked it too much, and I already listed their attributes. Plus, I never left here during this fuckfest. Howwas I supposed to not catch feelings? I needed Luce more than ever. Keeping the sheet tucked around my breasts, I reached to the floor where my shirt fell last night after we came in. The baggy shirt draped down me as I slid it on now that I wanted out of his bed. I was inhisshirt, so I wantedhimto know I didn't want to be inhisshirt afterhetook away how special I'd been feeling. "I really need to make that text to my friend. I need some feminine supplies, and it'd be nice to wear clothes that are my own."

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