Page 127 of Destined Lovers

“You’re a dirty girl, Nora. You like when I fuck your face, don’t you.”

“Mmm,” I moan again, reaching back to cup and squeeze his balls.

“Yes, Yes. Fecking, yes.” He holds my head still and doesn’t hold back. His body convulses, coming hard down my throat as I swallow every last drop.

I drag my eyes back up to his. His breathing is labored, and his eyes are molten.

I know that look. He’s not done with me.

Internally, I smile when he gets up and throws me over his shoulder. “Where are we going, caveman?”

“To the bed, the balcony, against the wall. It doesn’t matter, I plan to fuck you until you can’t walk anymore. If you think you sated me with that fecking stellar performance. You’re mistaken. You woke the beast, babe. You better be ready.”

“Born ready!” I squeal as he slaps my arse and runs into the bedroom.

* * *

“What time is it?” Declan murmurs from below me. I’m sprawled on top of him, unable to move after our afternoon fun.

“Way past lunchtime is all I know. I’m starving.”

“Well, now that you’ve ruined our whole morning and afternoon with your sex addiction, we have no time for lunch.”

My chest vibrates with laughter. “My sex addiction? All I offered was a blow job. You’re the one who threw me over your shoulder and fucked me six ways to Sunday.”

I feel him smirk against my shoulder. “You’re not mysexaddiction.You aremy addiction.”

“Mmm, I don’t know if that’s the most romantic thing you’ve said to me or the creepiest.”

“Both,” he deadpans. “Now.” He pinches my behind. “Get this sexy arse up. I need to feed you, then show you everything I have planned today.”

* * *

“Whose house is this?” I whisper as we cross the street to the townhouse adjacent to ours.

“Why are you whispering?”

“I don’t know?”Why am I whispering?

“It’s ours.” He says like it’s something I should know already.

“What are you talking about? And was it really necessary for all four guys to walk us ten feet across the street?” I point to Max, Jameson, Danny, and Brody.

“Just think of us as pretty accessories,” Danny mutters.

“I’m the only pretty one. You’re all a bunch of ugly-looking wannabes,” Max chirps.

Declan shakes his head in amusement. “Okay, you gobshites, stay out here while I take Nora inside.”

“No can do,” Mister Stickler, Jameson says. “Let me check it out first. Then we’ll leave you to it.”

Declan nods, probably happy for the overkill of protection. It’s a little crazy if you ask me.

I look up at Declan, still curious about what we’re doing here. “Are you going to explain what’s going on?”

“When we get inside,” He places his hand on the nape of my neck as he does. He pulls me into his body, leans down, and kisses my head but doesn’t glance my way once. His eyes are firmly fixed on the door, waiting for the all-clear.

I look over to Max and Danny behind and to the right of me, “Do you two know what’s going on?”

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