Page 424 of Filthy Elites

When I cupped my hand against his groin, I found him so hard that an eager twinge pulsed between my legs. I nudged him backward with my other hand. Lucan reached for me, grasping my hair, but I pushed him right down into the chair he’d recently vacated and sank down between his splayed knees.

His eyes widened. “Fuck. Anthea, you don’t have to—”

“I want to,” I interrupted. “I remember how much I liked doing this too.”

I unzipped his fly and freed his rigid cock. Lucan tipped back his head with a groan as I circled the corded length with my fingers. His hips jerked with my experimental pump, but then he gripped my hair harder, stilling me.

“I want you to know—it isn’t just screwing to me. It never was, even when I was angry with you. I—I haven’t been with anyone in the last seven years. I never wanted anyone to have the chance to mess with my emotions the way you did… and I’m not sure I could have met anyone who’d have affected me as much as you do anyway.”

I hesitated, the weight of his confession settling over me. Was he saying he was avirgin—one of the powerful Rosano brothers, at the age of twenty-four? Or maybe he’d had some teenage flings before our night together, when he and I hadn’t gone farther than I’d been about to right now, and he’d simply been abstinent since then. Either way, it said a lot.

Guilt over my ulterior motives, however minor they might be, jabbed at me. “It isn’t just screwing to me either,” I said. “What I’ve had with the three of you—I can’t imagine anything else comparing. But if you don’t want to do this right now, if the issues between us are too fresh—”

“No,” Lucan said hoarsely. “I’m not standing back while my brothers step in this time. I need you to know that I want you just as much as they do.”

He tugged me forward, and I came. I wrapped my mouth around the head of his cock, reveling in both the mildly musky flavor of him and the rough sound that escaped his lips. At the swivel of my tongue, his hips jerked.

He’d been this responsive that first time too, when we’d all collided in the common room that night. Darius and Felix might have been the ones who’d sent me careening over the edge, but I’d loved the fact that I’d been able to do the same for Lucan, that his careful exterior had unraveled with the unpracticed movements of my mouth.

I wasn’t so inexperienced now, and this was one blowjob I was more than happy to offer.

I sucked him farther down, squeezing the base of his cock and slicking my tongue around him. As I bobbed up and down, savoring every twitch and the taste of his precum, Lucan fisted my hair with both hands.

He started to rock in the chair, pumping into my mouth to match my pace with increasing wildness but never too much force. Lucan wasn’t one for overt aggression. Which was why he hadn’t demanded more from me that first time.

But he didn’t hesitate to speak up for what he wanted now. His breath broke again when I grazed my teeth over the underside of his erection, and then he rasped, “This isn’t enough. I need to be inside you. I need to feel you coming apart with me.”

A giddy shiver tingled over my skin. Yes. That felt… more right than many things had in the past few years.

I would have asked if he had a condom on him, but he’d just admitted he hadn’t fucked anyone in the past seven years, if ever. The one minor disobedience I’d gotten away with during my marriage was having a birth control implant surreptitiously inserted into my arm to make sure I wouldn’t end up not just a bang maid to Clyde but an unwilling mother as well. I’d gotten thoroughly tested as soon as I’d left Clyde’s house. Lucan and I didn’t need any other protection.

I rose off the floor, yanking my panties off as I went, and climbed right onto the chair over Lucan. He dropped his hands from my hair to my hips, adjusting my position against me and groaning as his cock slid against my opening, already drenched for him.

He might not have gotten around in recent years, but he knew what he was after now. With one quick yank, he pulled me down onto him, thrusting upward to fill me completely.

I gasped, my head bowing next to his. “Fuck,” he muttered into my hair. “Even more amazing than I imagined.”

“You feel pretty fucking amazing too,” I informed him, taking his shaft even deeper into me. I hadn’t actually been penetrated like this in months, and his cock stretched me in all the right ways. Reminding me of why peoplelikeddoing this, of what I’d missed while I’d been stuck with a man who saw me as little more than a blow-up doll.

Lucan pulled my mouth to his. Our lips crashed together, muffling the eager sounds we both made. A minty flavor lingered on his tongue. He devoured my mouth as he pounded up into me and then twisted his head to the side.

“I don’t know how long I can hold out,” he admitted in a strained voice. “You feel so good.”

“Touch me,” I murmured into his ear. “I know you can get me there. You managed it with just your fingers the other night.”

He chuckled raggedly at the memory and tucked his hand between us. The second he found my clit, I jerked forward over him with the additional burst of pleasure.

“Just like that,” I muttered. “Just keep—fuck, yes. That’s perfect.”

He laughed again with pure delight, stroking me harder as we rocked together on the chair. It tilted back a couple of inches against the wall, but I wouldn’t have cared if it’d collapsed under us. Every plunge of his cock and press of his fingers sent me spiraling closer and closer to my release—

“Fuck,” he gritted out, his other hand clamping tight on my thigh, and the sound of his coming tipped me over the edge with him. I shuddered with the wave of bliss, feeling him empty himself inside me with a spurt of heat.

As my muscles sagged against him, Lucan wrapped me in an embrace more demanding than any gesture he’d made during the actual sex. He pressed a kiss to my temple and my cheek, holding me like he never wanted to let go of me.

I nestled my head in the crook of his shoulder, overwhelmed by the urge to give myself over that completely. To say I’d never leave.

Somehow these three men were starting to feel more like home than anything I had waiting for me back in Paradise Bend.

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