Page 63 of Destroy (Deadly Hearts 2)

My clit twitches and I soak Declan’s cock. He groans when he feels it and thrusts harder, faster, digging his fingers into my ass cheeks.

“You feel so good,” he pants. “Fuck, Ruby, you do things to me that I’ve never felt before. I love you. I love you. I love…uhn…” He thrusts high and deep, and I feel it. I feel my pussy clench around his cock as he spurts his load, flooding me with his cum.

“Yes!” I cry out as the climax rips through me. “Declan!”

He grabs my hair in his fist and kisses me roughly. Biting my lips, sucking my tongue, consuming me.

He pulls back, leaning his forehead against mine as he regains his breath. “Are you okay?” he murmurs.

“Yes, I promise I’m just fine,” I say with a smile and then burst out laughing as the tension is broken.

I jump a mile when David’s voice rings out in the middle of the woods. “RUDE!” He bellows, but then laughs.

“David?” I ask, wiggling out of Declan’s hold on me.

“Down here,” he says. “You didn’t exactly hang up the phone then, Ruby.”

“Oh, God!” I cry and snatch up the phone before I even pull my sweats back up. “David!” I bite my lip as his beautiful hazel eyes peer back at me from the phone screen.

“I’m so glad,” he says quietly. “My heart is filled with happiness for you that you took back what was taken from you. You deserve to have everything your heart desires, including a beautiful sex life with the man who loves you more than anything in this world.”

“And you,” I choke back the sob that bubbles up. “All of you. I’m sorry. I should’ve waited, but the feeling was there, and I snatched it up.”

“So you should have,” Ramsey says, taking the phone from David. “Don’t worry for one second about us. We are happy that you took the risk and you got what you needed.”

“Are you sure?” I ask, letting Declan help me back on with my sweats and shoe.

“Of course,” Layton says, although I can’t see him because he is driving.

It reminds me we need to get on the road immediately. We have lingered for far too long in this one spot.

“I love you,” I say suddenly. “David, Ramsey, Layton, I love each of you so much.”

“And we love you,” David says, showing his face again. “Now get back to your escaping, like, right the hell now,” he instructs and then hangs up. For real this time.

“And me?” Declan asks, stooping to pick my bag up.

I grab his hand and kiss it. “I love you, Declan. You have brought me back to myself, not once, but twice. I owe you everything.”

“No,” he says. “You have done that yourself. Your strength and courage to reclaim your life is all yours, Ruby. I do love you more than anything else in this world, so can we get going now? I don’t want to lose you if we get caught.”

I nod, my throat too thick with emotion to speak and we pick up the pace again until I see the shed and breathe out in relief.

Declan ushers me inside and pops the trunk, throwing my bag into it. He opens the passenger door of the nondescript white sedan and I climb in. Once he is settled in the driver’s side and turns on the ignition, a head pops up from the back seat in between us, stopping my heart and making me scream.

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