Page 41 of Arming Alexis

Mikotskedand tangled his fingers through my hair. “Cormac wants you to watch him. So watch him.”

The ease with which Miko could go from dominant to submissive was mind-boggling. But fuck, was it sexy.

I whimpered as Cormac's tongue increased in speed and intensity. He went from long, slow laps to lazily circling my clit. Two thick fingers pressed inside me, and my back bowed from the sensations. "Cormac," I groaned, reaching for his hair and tugging on it.

He lifted his head with a wicked smile, his chin wet and glistening from my slick. "I love hearing my name from you, baby girl. Almost as much as the taste of your cunt."

His finger twisted and then curled inside me, rubbing against the magical spot that made me explode around him. He sucked and nibbled on my clit, heightening every sensation as he purred his approval.

But just like Miko, Cormac couldn't settle with just one orgasm.

He sucked and licked, nipped and worked those thick fingers inside of me until I had tears leaking from the corners of my eyes.

Miko held me, whispering all the dirty things he couldn't wait to do to me as he played with my breasts.

It was all too much.

The pleasure. Their scents filtering through the air.

Everything.

With one last screaming orgasm, I gave into the sweet, blissful darkness.

Several hours later, I woke up alone in bed, the sheets and room still smelling of sex and a blend of Miko and Cormac. I lifted my head from the pillow, looking around for a second before letting it crash back down. My body was deliciously sore, despite only having their fingers inside me. But it had been ages since there was anything but my vibrator in there, and Cormac's fingers were definitely larger than that.

The aroma of something delicious filtered through the air, and my stomach chose that moment to let out a loud growl of protest. I ran a hand through my hair. Or tried to. There were too many tangles for me to try and figure out later.

"Good, I was just coming in to wake you." Cormac leaned against the door frame, a slight smile twisting up the corners of his lips.

"What smells so good?" I groaned and stretched my arms up into the air.

“I made lasagna.” He grinned proudly. “Along with cheesy garlic bread and salad.”

My mouth started watering, and another loud gurgle erupted from my stomach.

“I take that sound as approval.” He chuckled. “Let me grab you some clothes. I know we didn’t really give you an opportunity to grab anything. Luckily, I got some info from Antonio and grabbed a few basics until we can go shopping.”

With the sheet tucked beneath my armpits, I rose to a sitting position on the bed and eyed Cormac as he disappeared through the door next to the bathroom.

He returned a few minutes later and laid out a beautiful flowing dress in a soft blue that would highlight my eyes. "Thank you," I whispered, my mind still trying to reconcile everything that happened in the last couple of days.

Cormac even helped me get dressed.

What was this alternate universe I'd ended up in where I had my ex–the love of my life–a psycho stalker, and a Daddy Dom taking care of me?

I couldn't process it all. My body acted as if it were on autopilot as Cormac led me to the bathroom and began brushing my hair.

"You’re the antithesis of Antonio and Miko." I bit my bottom lip, realizing I'd said the words out loud when I saw his smile reflected in the mirror.

"I'm not like this with everyone." He concentrated on my hair, working through the tangles slowly. Not once had he hurt my scalp from pulling too hard. Every stroke was gentle, and practiced.

It was baffling.

"All set." With a satisfied smile, he cleaned the hair out of the brush and returned it to the counter.

I ran my hand through my smooth curls, pleased with how he made them shine. It had been forever since my hair had looked this good. I wasn't really one to care much about appearances. Hell, most of the time it was up in a bun or back in a braid. I was lucky if I managed to get a shower and wash it once a week.

"Thanks," I muttered my appreciation again, ducking my head and turning to leave the room quickly.

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