Page 67 of Lose Me In The Shadows

“You coming, baby?”

Kara gulped. “Yes.”

That made him smile.

Even though the bathroom was big, it was a tight squeeze for the four of them. The shower—probably huge for two normal sized people—would barely fit them. Ah, well. Nothing to be done at this point. Micah turned the shower on, finding the right temperature, then followed Conor in.

“Join us, baby,” he said. “Someone has to wash the blood off.”

Almost as if she were in a trance, Kara followed them into the shower. With a look at Conor, they both sandwiched her in, their bare, bloody chests brushing against her skin, leaving red stains all over her.

Micah handed Kara the soap.

She placed it on his chest, then stood still, tracing patterns in blood across his pecs. His cock went hard, not only at her touch, but at the look in her eyes.

“You like this baby, don’t you?” he murmured.

Kara cleared her throat but didn’t answer.

Conor chuckled behind him. “Vicious girl,” he said approvingly. “Get us clean.”

Surprising them both, Kara dropped to her knees, taking Micah’s cock in her mouth.

She licked and sucked, then pulled back and looked up at him through wet eyelashes. “Like this?”

Micah groaned. “Exactly like that.”

She did, and Micah, who was turned on already, had to force himself not to come. Bending over, he grabbed her by the hair, getting her to release him and turning her head toward Conor. Kara followed his lead, taking Conor into her mouth and slurping him down.

Conor’s head fell back, hitting the shower wall. “Fuck me.”

“Gladly,” Micah said. “But I think our cocks are busy.”

From outside the shower, Luke laughed. He was already working his hand over his own cock as he watched the show.

A show that needed a second act. Micah stopped Kara by her hair again, then pulled her to her feet.

“Hop up, baby,” he said, but didn’t give her a chance to follow his guidance. Instead, he grabbed her around the waist and lifted her in the air with one hand, lining up his cock with her pussy in the other, and sliding her down, down, down, until she enveloped him entirely.

Kara gasped in shock, then moaned. Her moans increased as Micah began to bounce her on his cock, for a moment forgetting—or not caring—that Conor was behind her, and probably feeling left out. She felt like fucking heaven. It had only been a week, but it felt like years since he’d been inside her like this. His favorite place in the entire world, and he could’ve lost it.

He wasn’t giving this up. Not for anything. He just had to convince her she wanted to stay, and that she was here by choice. And the clock was ticking. Once they got proof that the Johnathan brothers had set them up and kidnapped Kara, there’d be no need for her to stay with them.

Fortunately, Micah was a hard worker, and a fast one. He’d get her where she needed to be before time ran out.

Kara bit his neck, clearing his mind, and he bounced her harder. Conor leaned forward, kissing him, wet and sloppy, over Kara’s head. He must have done something because she squeaked and clenched around Micah’s cock.

Micah pulled away from Conor’s mouth long enough to say, “Whatever you did, do it again.”

“Don’t mind me,” Luke said dryly. “I’m just gonna watch the show.”

“No you’re not,” Conor said, and then Kara was being lifted off of Micah’s cock and carried out of the shower.

“What the fuck!” Kara protested.

“Ask next time,” Micah complained.

His cock felt bereft.

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