Page 82 of Lose Me In The Shadows

Micah, taking her silence for rejection, was pulling away. Kara stopped him, wrapping an arm around the back of his neck and pulling his head back down to meet hers. She bit his lower lip in reprimand, then soothed it with her tongue. Micah opened his mouth immediately, letting her in, pretending passivity, and as she swirled her tongue inside to taste him, drunk in her victory, he caught her tight in his arms and took over the kiss, bringing heat and power where before he’d been easy and docile. It had been a trap, and Kara reveled in being caught, especially when he lifted her up onto the kitchen counter and moved between her legs.

“Isn’t this unsanitary?” she asked.

“I’d destroy my kitchen’s cleanliness for a chance to have your sweet ass on it any day,” he told her as he pulled her shorts and panties off. He touched her folds.

“You’re not ready for me, baby. Let’s fix that.”

And then he was kneeling in front of her, his mouth on her pussy, licking and sucking. He groaned, the sound animalistic and hungry, like he was a starving man on death row and she was his last meal. That sound, that sound. It made her wetter than what his tongue was doing.

Then he was standing again, pulling down his shorts, lining his cock up with her opening and pushing, pushing, pushing inside her, stretching her almost painfully wide around him, until he was so deep she could feel him everywhere.

He stood there like that for a moment, his chest heaving. He stroked a hand through her hair, leaning his forehead against hers.

“It’s not just this, as much as I love this, Kara. I love this pussy, how she takes me, takes all of us. Welcomes us in and fights us and pleads with us and stands her ground with us. But it’s not this. It’s not fucking. It’s you.” He pulled back so she could actually see his eyes, storm clouds now. “You think I could give you up, ever?” He pulled out and thrust back in. “You think I’d go back to a life without you?” This time he shoved in so deep she almost saw stars. “No, Kara. If you want me to be honest with you, then no, I won’t give you up. I’d rather die.” He stayed deep inside her, circling his hips, his thumb making circles on her clit, taking her mouth back with his own, sharing the power with her, the pleasure. And the taste of him and his honesty were what sent her over the edge, and this time she did see stars.

He waited until she came, then withdrew and powered into her in short, quick thrusts, until he gripped her hips tight and held her still as he came inside her, roaring her name. It was the heat of him, the tightness of his grip, the sound of her name in his throat and the sureness in his eyes that sent her into a second, desperate orgasm she wasn’t sure she’d ever recover from.

“This doesn’t mean you’re right,” she told him as they recovered.

He dropped another kiss on her lips. “I know. If I believed in hell, that’s where I’d be going, but fortunately I still think it’s bullshit. And I mean it. Your needs, wants, desires, do mean everything to me, and I am starting to understand that you deserve to make decisions, too—but don’t make us give you up, baby. None of us would survive it.”

Lifting her into his arms, he carried her into the master bath’s shower, lowering her to her feet and holding her against him, his back to her chest, as they let the hot water rinse away the sex and the irreconcilable differences between them.

She was falling in love with him, yes. And every word of his was like flower food to the love that was blooming inside her. But he didn’t love her back, because if he did…

Then he would let her go, if she wanted.

Maybe this is how he knows how to love, that voice said.Did you think of that?

And is your way of loving any better?

“So this is what a sex club looks like,” Kara said a few hours later, whistling under her breath.

“What, this doesn’t look the way they’re described in those slutty books you read?” Luke’s teasing sounded half-hearted. She wanted to comfort him with whatever manly woes he was having, but it didn’t feel like the right time. Instead, she took in the room around them. In those “sexy books she read,” everything was black and red leather, sweaty sex smells and moaning and groaning surrounding them.Vixenwas not that.Vixenlooked more like an old-fashioned gentleman’s club, with brown leather chesterfields, a shiny wooden bar, and private booths. It smelled like cologne and perfume, not sweat, and no one seemed to be fucking.

“I mean, where’s the sex?” she complained. That wasn’t what they were here for, but they were in San Franciscoat asex clubforbillionairesand as worldly as she’d been raised to be, she’d never had an experience likethat.

“Are you looking for an orgy, baby? Our three cocks aren’t enough for you?” Micah winked at her.

“What if I said they weren’t?” she asked, stomach dipping in anticipation for the answer.

Micah didn’t disappoint her. “Then we’d say too fucking bad,” he answered with another wink. “Our cocks are the only cocks you get.”

“Now or ever,” Conor growled. “So get the fuck used to it.”

Oh, he wasnothappy with her or her joke. But then he hadn’t been happy with her since the gun incident; he must have been restraining himself from punishing her because he was worried about her mental state. But since she seemed better, punishment was coming.

Conor further proved that when he swung her up into his arms and lifted her chin so her eyes were level with his.

“You put anything phallic in that mouth without our permission, and I swear to god, I will edge you so hard, you’ll never remember a time you weren’t crying. You let another cock near you that isn’t one of ours, and you get to watch while we slice it off and feed it to its owner. Understood, troublesome girl?”

She lifted her chin even higher to glare at him. “Understood. And you touch another cock or pussy that isn’t one of ours, and I’ll shoot them, just like I shot that man today.”

She meant it.Good god, she meant it.

Beside her, Luke growled. “Don’t fucking remind me. You can’t even imagine the pain your reckless little ass has earned.”

Oh, god. She wanted that.

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