Page 49 of Wicked Truths

Sullivan isn’t cold or distant, but he is weirdly pensive. He aims for his room.

Hawk leaves after letting us know he’s going to touch base with the security team again. I get the feeling they’re both concerned too. We haven’t been together all that long, but it’s worrisome when someone starts acting completely out of character.

Marcus and I shower, but I’m still buzzing with energy and nerves. It feels weirdly like Liam abandoned us, and I have no idea why.

“Want to watch the movie on the couch in the living room so that you’ll know when he gets in?” Marcus asks, yanking up his sweatpants.

My teeth dig into my lower lip, but I nod. “What if he’s not okay?”

“What if he’s out hooking up, and we cramp his style?” Marcus laughs. “I actually don’t hate that idea. Let me grab the blanket.” He yanks the comforter off of our bed and slaps my ass with his free hand.

We make our way out, and Marcus starts a movie I haven’t heard of. My focus is split between the storyline and trying to figure out why Liam randomly disappeared.

Some particularly porn-like music plays as Marcus wraps himself even more tightly around my back. His half-hard cock digs into my bottom as he moves my hair to the side. His lips brush over the thin material of my spaghetti strap tank top and then he’s sliding a hand into the waistband of my sleep shorts and panties.

“I’m not sure why I let you bother with these,” he growls, splaying his hand over my pelvis.

“Me either.” I wiggle against his cock as the Viking on the screen catches the maiden by wrapping an arm around her middle. She kicks and screams, but it’s all in good fun. Eventually, the man captures her mouth for a filthy kiss before putting her back on her feet and sending her off with a slap on the ass.

“I wouldn’t mind hunting you someday,” Marcus growls, grinding against my ass. “Chase you down and mount your tiny little cunt like the dirty cock tease you are.”

I nod, my head rolling against his chest as I stretch a hand back, sliding it down his stomach and into the waistband of his sweats. He’s not fully hard, but his cock is always extremely thick. My fingers tease down his piercings as he brushes his thumb over my clit.

I turn to look up at him, but he redirects my face toward the screen. “Nah, watch the show. Maybe I should’ve put on something really filthy.” His palm brushes my clit as he slides his middle finger down, teasing my hole. “Aww, fuck. You’re already so fucking wet.” He completely contradicts his earlier statement about watching the TV by tilting his head down until he can capture my mouth. It’s awkward because of the angle, but he swirls his finger in and out of my core as I jerk him off as well as I can considering the position. My thumb teases over his sticky tip as my fingertips glide down his piercings. “I don’t think you know how badly I ache to toss you down and rut into you like a fucking beast.”

I smile. “Feel free.”

“You’re so much trouble.” He chuckles.

“I’ve got to keep things interesting.” I pull my hand free, bringing it around to lick his pre-cum from my thumb. Marcus groans, watching my tongue dart over my skin. “You’ve never let me suck you off. I just want you to know I’m not opposed to the idea.”

“Me either. It just so happens, I’m always desperate to slip inside you.” He sounds amused. “Let’s see if I can make you come all over my hand so I can replace it with my dick.”

I nod my agreement, grinding back against his length. The arm wrapped around my head comes down so he can tease my nipple, and he works another finger inside me using the hand in my panties. Two of his thick digits feel great, so that means three would be life-changing, right?

“Marcus,” I gasp as my body begins to clench around his hand. “I want your knot.”

“You’ll have me soon. Come for me, princess.” His warm breath fans over my throat as he bites without breaking the skin. I thrash as he teases the front wall of my pussy just right. My pleasure coils tight as he growls. The sound always ramps up my physical reaction. Alpha and omega biology is weird, but I love how my body responds to his pheromones in the air. My pussy locks down on thick fingers as they drag in and out. “There we go,” he coos against my jaw. “That’s the spot that makes you scream. Fuck my hand.”

I do, nodding wildly as his palm brushes my clit. My hips grind over his shaft, which has maneuvered its way right between my ass cheeks.

I come violently, pulling a hand up to cover my mouth.

We both jolt when the door pops open, but Marcus slides another thick finger inside me when he spots Liam staggering around.

The security guy gives us a nod before gently shoving a very wasted-looking Liam the rest of the way inside and closing the door. I bite into my palm to try to hold back the moan, but it escapes around my skin.

“Come all over me,” Marcus growls against my ear. He nips at my neck, and my whole body tingles with zips of pleasure. “Goddamn, I love it when you get loud.”

“Well, fuck. I imagine the blanket is hiding a whole lot of things I’d enjoy watching.” Liam tosses himself down in the club chair right next to us and twists to face us. “Do away with the cover. I deserve a good show.” He swipes a hand over his face. “It’s been a right shitty night. I also have zero tolerance for ale anymore, in case anyone cares.”

Marcus still grinds his fingers in and out of me as I struggle to catch my breath. I can feel the curve of his smile against my neck. “Sucks to be you, my night is looking up.” He pulls his hand free of my sex, bringing his fingers to his mouth. He groans, and my cheeks heat.

“Mine too.” Liam stares straight at me. “Have pity on me. I need something to jerk off too. It’s been so long…” He frowns, crossing his arms over his chest. “So long that I actually refuse to admit it aloud.”

Marcus snorts, pulling me up and tossing the blanket away. He helps me maneuver until I’m kneeling over his very hard erection. “You stay the fuck over there. I mean it. What do you think, princess? Want to climb on my cock?” His hands cup my ass as his pinkies tease over my very wet core.

“Okay.” I bury my face in his neck, sucking in deep hits of his beachy scent.

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