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“You’d better come back uninjured, or there will be consequences,” India said, squeezing his balls a little too roughly. He laughed and groaned. Sean had gotten good at sucking cock over the past few weeks, and the pleasure that his lips and tongue gave Enzo was almost enough to lose himself in, to decide to forget everything and stay here forever.
He gripped Sean’s head and started moving his hips, thrusting deeper, feeling the back of Sean’s throat, closing his eyes and losing himself in the pleasure as the pressure of his orgasm rose. His cock pulsed in his lover’s eager mouth and he groaned, meeting Sean’s eyes as he flooded his mouth with cum. Sean swallowed eagerly, licking Enzo clean. He kissed India again.
“I’ll come back to you, baby girl,” he murmured, before deepening the kiss, holding Sean where he was with his other hand. He couldn’t help but feel that this was how they were meant to be. He wasn’t someone who thought having people who loved him was a handicap. He would fight like hell to get back to these two.
He buttoned up his cargo pants in a hurry, in case anyone walked in, though he had a feeling Moss no longer minded so much, now that they’d reached an agreement. He pulled Sean to his feet and kissed him, thanking him for the pleasure. “Edge him until I get back,” he said as he kissed India on the forehead. She wrapped her arms around his waist.
“I think I’m supposed to be in charge,” she said.
“Two doms and only one sub. Whatever will Sean do?” Enzo asked, grinning. “I love you, both of you.”
Sooner than he was ready for, he was out in the hall, at Moss’s side, leading a bunch of big badass men and women out to rescue a girl, and for the first time since he had left the military, Enzo knew he was in the right place. He stood at Moss’s side as Moss gave the mission breakdown, and they were off.
The Blackstone men were fully unprepared for the kind of skills that Moss and Enzo and the rest of the team had. The mafiosos were violent assholes, but they didn’t move or respond like people with much training. There was only one surprise. Freya.
Chapter 23 - India
“What the fuck did those guys do to Declan’s sister?” India asked, standing close to the one-way mirrored glass of the interview room she didn’t know Moss had built. The woman locked inside the room was pacing around, and she looked furious. She was also possibly coming down from some kind of drugs. But she had been rescued. Hadn’t she been rescued?
Sean was standing behind her. Enzo had asked her to edge him, but as soon as they had brought Freya in, he had lost his focus. She had spent the rest of the time trying to comfort and calm him.
Enzo pushed into the room, not looking any worse for the wear. India remembered that he had been shot a few weeks ago and reached up and touched his shoulder lightly. His insistence that it was just a graze must have been accurate, what with all the wild fucking he and Sean had been doing.
He glanced at the holding cell and frowned, looking back at India. The look he gave her could only possibly be described as leering, as he rubbed his thumb along his bottom lip and winked at her.
“What are you, an Instagram thirst trap?” Sean asked, and Enzo cackled.
“I know I make you thirsty, baby. How was India’s edging?”
“That’s where you go with this?” Sean asked. “What the hell is going on with Freya?” He frowned at the woman pacing in the other room.
“It’s a one-way mirror. Freya won’t be able to see me licking India’s pussy and sucking your dick. Who cares?”
“We really need to focus on the problem at hand, namely my cousin and her apparent psychosis.” Sean combed his hands through his hair, and India reached for him, still a little unsure of him, and pulled him into a hug. He sighed, wrapping his arms around her.
Enzo blew out a breath, turning towards the glass. “She seemed to be with your uncles.”
“With my uncles?” Sean lifted his head and stared at his cousin, still holding tight to India.
“Yeah, you know, joined up, part of the crew. Possibly ranking as high as them. So they weren’t holding her hostage, instead they were fucking with Declan this whole time. She wasn’t a captive.”
“Are you fucking serious? Does Declan know this?”
“Yeah, Moss is giving him a little time to cool down. He’s furious. Can we go back to the pussy licking-related plans?” Enzo’s eyebrows went up with eyes so adorably full of hope.
India let go of Sean and folded her arms over her chest as she stared at the other woman. “That actually sort of clears up some questions I’ve had.”
“What questions?”
“I don’t know, but the uncles suddenly had so much access to certain things.” India watched the woman in the holding cell with a frown, her brain piecing things together. What would they do with a woman who had been sucked into that level of bad stuff?
“You guys need to focus,” Enzo saud
“You can’t eat India out with her brother this close. He could walk in at any moment.”
Enzo hesitated, and India thought he was about to say something brilliant about Freya. Instead, he shot them both a winning grin. “Yeah, so I don’t think Moss minds so much if we fuck her now that he’s decided we’re going to marry her.”
“Seriously? I’m going to murder my brother,” India growled. Enzo came up behind her and hugged her tightly, kissing the side of her neck.
