Page 55 of Mocha Kisses

“Don’t need to. Seeing Griffin fall apart was my plan. You aren’t the only one freaking out about Yana’s arrival. He needed some stress relief.”

Griffin stands up wearily, his eyes dancing with mischief and even after being thoroughly fucked, I know he’s ready for more. “Luna could use some stress relief.” I glare at him while pulling my shirt down farther. It’s not doing much.

“Do you want to come, angel?”

A squeak tears from my throat as my eyes dart between the two of them. Are we really doing this at fucking 5 in the morning? “No-o,” I stutter.

“And what have I told you about lying to me? Use your words, angel.”

“Yes, I want to come.” The words shock me as much as they do Nova but I’m ready for this step. I want this. Maybe not as rough as Griffin was taking it but to be consumed by Nova completely? I’m ready for that. Nova slowly approaches, closing the distance between us before picking me up and placing me on the counter. My breath leaves me in a rush as he steps between my thighs, his hands riding up before his fingers glide over my hips.

“No panties? That’s a dangerous game to play, angel. Tell me you want this again because when I start, it’s going to be hard to stop.” A threat and a promise wrapped up in a sweet demand. His hands have reached the apex of my thighs, thumbs brushing the hair just above my pussy. “Words, angel.”

“Yes.” I hate that he makes me say it aloud as if revealing myself completely makes this moment hotter. A growl tears from the man standing in front of me, a complete shift in demeanor as he rucks the shirt up over my hips. Nova’s thick cock presses against my pussy, one of his hands snaking around the back of my neck and pulling me into a kiss. His other hand grips my hip and drags me to the edge of the counter so that the only thing holding me there is him.

Nova is demanding and completely in control, his tongue thrusting into my mouth as he licks me from the inside out. I cling to him, needing him inside of me rather than this possessive display.

“Please,” I mumble against his lips. Nova complies immediately as I reach between us, angling his cock toward my pussy. It twitches in my hands as the head drags through my drenched lips before he thrusts inside. A whine peels from my lips as he bottoms out, Nova’s lips traveling down my jaw and then to my throat. I arch against him as my fingers dig into his chest. My pussy flutters around his cock as he demands my submission and it isn’t until the next sound from me is a guttural moan that he moves.

Nova was right. I’m not ready for this man and the intense aura that he brings but god, I’m in love with it. His pace at first is slow and gentle, ramping up until he’s slamming into me. I’m barely holding on as he nips and licks at the curve of my neck. Both hands move to my ass, driving our movements until I’m no more than his to direct. He’s fuckingme, showing who I belong to—him,them.Without words, I can feel the pain I’ve dealt him by pulling that stunt two days ago. Nova wasn’t lying when he said I have the power to break them.

Knowing that terrifies me too.

Someone pulls my face to the side, the clash of metal against my heated skin telling me that Rome is the one now kissing me. When he stepped out of his room or decided to join, I don’t know but his added presence is more than wanted. I grip his shoulder as he steps closer, Nova still pounding into me. Griffin comes up on my other side, pulling that hand and laying it on his chest. I can’t help myself as I flick the nipple piercing.

Griffin groans as I feel split between these three, the familiar buildup of my orgasm starting. My body shudders as pleasure explodes through me, my pussy clamping down on Nova’s cock. His pace stutters and then I feel him coming inside of me, the warmth of his release heightening my own. Rome swallows my screams as Nova continues to rock against me, all three of my men nipping and kissing at my heated skin as I come down from my high.

When Nova steps back, I try to clamp my thighs together and find Rome and Griffin each holding one of my legs. I squirm beneath their grip as Nova stares at my pussy leaking his cum. “What—what are you doing?” I ask breathily. My curiosity outweighs my discomfort as Nova reaches forward and begins stuffing his release back into me. My eyes slip closed as I try to control my limbs, Griffin and Rome also taking hold of my arms so that I’m splayed out for them.

The kisses and nips continue, up my legs and arms as Nova fucks me with his fingers, using our release as lube.

“Nova, please, I can’t-”

“You can come again, angel.” I don’t have the energy in me to argue, his thumb pressing on my clit. And that’s it. I detonate immediately, shuddering between the three of them. My head falls back as my cries erupt into the room, echoing in the open space just as a knock on glass halts the scene. The only glass door around here is downstairs, the entrance to the office.

My heart jumps into my throat as everyone pauses and then Griffin’s eyes widen. “Yana.”

Rome gathers me up in his arms because no way am I going to be walking after that and carries me into his room. What should have been a wonderful progression of our relationship is dashed with this woman’s presence. I curl into Rome’s chest, unsure of what to do next. It’s also like 5 or 6 in the morning.

“Why is she here so early?” I whine.

He walks me into the bathroom and sits me on the toilet, my entire body feeling boneless. Rome strips and turns on the water before coming back at me. “No, don’t fight me on this. I’m pretty sure you want to clean up before she comes in here and Nova fucked you pretty good. I’m just here to give you a hand. Griffin and Nova will take care of the kitchen. You just focus on me.”

I manage a nod but I know that we’re fucked. Yana isn’t stupid.

Luna

Thirtyminuteslater,Ifind myself sitting in the office at the table. Yana is on the other side, Griffin at my right, and Nova at my left. Rome is hanging around, definitely out of place but I’m not mad about having his added presence. This is the first time I’m speaking with Yana without anyone else from Shepard’s Press. She’s in all of the meetings but I’ve never had direct contact with her because my only job is to edit a manuscript. This is the first project I’ve worked on where I’ve truly met the author.

She’s a tall woman, boasting an aura similar to Nova’s. Up close, I realize that Yana is much older than I originally thought, nearing my mother’s age. Yana’s dark maroon suit with black accents pushes forth her no-nonsense attitude as she leans back in her chair, one leg crossed over the other. Sleek black heels peek out from beneath her leg bottoms as she rocks the top leg back and forth before speaking. “Where’s the book?”

“Almost done,” Griffin speaks up as he scoots a stack of papers toward her. He has a few last comments to address before I look it over again but it’s ready for formatting at this point.

We all look incredibly guilty as if our mother stumbled into the room to see us doing more than flirting. It doesn’t help that the bottom of my curls are wet and Rome obviously had a shower. Yana’s gaze continues to move around the space, scowling every time she finds something she obviously doesn’t like.

My leg starts bouncing as I wait for why she’s here so early in the morning. Nova slips a hand onto my knee to calm my nerves. “You couldn’t have waited like a normal person, Yana?”

She shrugs. “I would have, however, the lights were on.”

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