Page 102 of Recurve Ridge

“Look at me, honey. I can’t go slow for you, not today. Are you sure this is what you need?” The offer of an out jarred my throat, though I forced the words forward. Every second of restraint cost me a wisp of my sanity.

She nodded with her eyes closed, her lips curved in a sleepy smile.

Fuck. I’ll break her if I’m too rough.

That last coherent thought jumped around my mind before I pushed her down on my length. A strangled groan from Robe somewhere behind me brought me back. I stared into her face. Her eyes glowed as she pressed herself closer, her walls pulsing around my desperate cock. I drove into her, retreating only to slam myself home again. She cried out each time, her screams rending into my soul. Her body clenched down, tugging me in and then pushing me away.

I stilled, though it killed me. “Too deep?” My voice strained as I held her in place.

She opened her eyes, twin soul-deep wells I fell into, unwilling to leave. “More. Jon, give memore.”

I drove forward, filling her. Mari’s head tipped back, and she gave me the most beautiful scream, fluttering around me the moment I sheathed myself to my balls inside her depths.

Inhaling precious air, I eased myself back and cupped her ass with both hands. Her tiny frame could split right there. My groan drew another flutter from her hot pussy. The world narrowed to just us, obliterating everything else. My greatest enemy could have launched an attack, and I wouldn’t notice.

I pressed a hand to her nape, turning her mouth to meet mine. Our lips brushed, not quite kissing as I traced hers with the tip of my tongue. She opened for me, and my control dissipated.

A feral sound tore from my chest, and her eyes flared wide with fresh awareness and need. My body responded to her whim, craving everything as I worshipped her. Gripping her hips, I fucked her hard, tasting her mouth with soft kisses while I brutalized her lower body. She screamed again, carnal sounds of pleasure and sin that sank into my skin, branding me as hers.

I stumbled, bracing one knee to the bar as I held her up. A few more pumps, and that’s all I had left before I soaked her insides with my cum. I buried my face in her hair, desperate to collapse and take her with me, but I couldn’t—not yet. She clung to me, still moaning and writhing through her own aftershocks well after my orgasm had ended.

My legs shook, failing me as my energy dropped away in the aftermath of our fucking. I turned my back to the bar, leaning against it and holding her to me, unwilling to let her go. I’d held back for so damn long, and now that Robe had offered me a taste of what she felt like in my arms… I had no intention of letting her go. Not now, or ever.

“Get your hairy ass off my workspace,” Alan muttered without cracking an eye. His hands were clamped around his cock, covered with his own release a second time. “Fuck me, that was good.”

“You liked that, huh?” Robe’s gruff voice laced with amusement reminded me that there were more people in the room. “Glutton.”

“Probably.”

God alone knew who else had jacked off to our display. I didn’t really care. She didn’t seem to mind the eyes that followed every movement she made. Her hands dropped away from my shoulders to twine in the material Robe had ripped before, resting her cheek to my chest. Pain and pleasure flicked through my system despite being still hard inside her—and far from willing to move.

I met Robe’s silent question over her head. He jerked his head to one side, and I shifted my attention around the room. Will grinned broadly, tucking himself away and wiping his hand on the back of his jeans. He’d fallen for her hard, and we all knew it. The kid might be a fighter, but he covered the lover-boy base enough for the entire household.

Robe worried about the younger man who couldn’t bring himself to admit to his emotions for Mari, and with damn good reason. Will had his own traumas to battle hidden beneath that perfect exterior, and I knew he was scared he’d revisit his own childhood on the ones he loved most, which made him unwilling to get closer to Mari in case he hurt her the way he had been.

Which left our problem child. Miller’s fists clenched tight against the windowsill, twin indents left beneath where he’d slammed them down at some point during our fuckfest. Not that I blamed him. I’d been as needy as any of us to drive myself balls deep into her sweet body when Robe offered her to me.

Miller raised his head to look at me, his hard face strained with the sort of desperation that leads to bottomless obsession. He wanted her as much as all of us, but in refusing to admit it, I knew that deep-seated need would turn inward and consume the man whose determination and stubbornness rivaled Robe’s on his weakest days.

Instead of running toward whatever fear she brought out in him, he dove away from it. His attention landed on me—no, Mari. Last week his opinion included tossing her out and forgetting her altogether. Today his familiar fury rose, twisted with something else I knew but didn’t quite understand.

Pain.

Robe said he’d come around, but his fears could ruin him and her both.

Will made his way across the room, his walk cocky as any kid in his twenties after a boys’ night out. He shot an arrogant grin at Robe. “What did I tell you, huh? Sundress season.”

Alan laughed, a dark, rich sound that left Mari pressing herself tighter to my chest.

Robe rolled his eyes as I shook my head, gathering her into me. I couldn’t complain when the beautiful girl I lusted over wrapped herself around me and refused to let go.

“Fucking kids.” I couldn’t help the smile that worked its way across my mouth.

Holding her sweetly while Robe fucked her was one of the hardest things I’d ever done. The feel of her body molding itself to me as he rocked inside her haunted me every night until I wrapped myself around her sleeping form, wondering when I’d be allowed to sink inside her tight body and have her mouth on mine as she screamed for me.

Now I knew.

Still unwilling to leave her heat, I cupped one hand beneath her ass. Mari melted against my chest, dark eyes flaring wide as her body reacted to my growing length. “Bath time, kitten.” I kissed the tip of her nose and then slanted my mouth across hers, desperate to seek solace in her willing body.

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