Page 62 of A Hurt So Good

“War! It’s too much,” I cry out, but he doesn’t listen. He keeps going, ignoring my pleas as he fucks me faster and harder.

“It’s not enough,” he growls as he keeps going. One of his hands releases me, and I’m afraid I’m going to fall when he slaps my ass hard. It stings, and he knows it because he laughs and does it again and again. Each time I scream louder and thank God no one can hear me.

His piercings drag along my insides as an orgasm claws at me. Just when I think he isn’t going to let me come again, he goes harder. My arms are trembling, about to give out on me, when he lifts me, causing my back to bend at an awkward angle. He walks with me like this, and his cock still in me, over to the desk where he lays me down.

“Put your legs down, but stay bent over,” he tells me. I let my tired legs fall to the floor and bend over the desk. War grips my hips in his hands, leaving his marks on me, and pounds into me for the last time. We both came hard this time. Him grunting, and me screaming.

When he finally pulls out of me, I feel like all my muscles have given out on me. I hear redressing behind me when he walks over and lifts me off the desk and into his arms. He carries mynaked and bruised body over to the couch, where he drops down, holding onto me.

“Never let me see another man who isn’t my brothers touching you,” he warns me. I nod my head before it falls over, landing on his chest. War reaches up and runs his fingers through my hair as we both catch up on our breathing. I don’t know how long we sit or when I fell asleep but I pry my eyes open when I hear Denz and Harlon. Blinking a few times to get my vision to clear, they both smile over at me. I lift my head and see that I’m still cradled in War’s arms, just like before.

“How long was I asleep?”

“It’s five in the morning, so about five hours,” Denz tells me. I feel like my eyes are going to bug out of my head when he says that.

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah. Looks like War did a number on you,” Har says, nodding toward me. “Now the poor desk girl is really going to think we kidnapped you.” The guys laugh as I glance up at War to see if he’s still mad at me. But when he looks down, I can see he isn’t. He reaches up and grips my chin, pressing a kiss to my lips.

“You okay?” he asks, and it shocks me a little. War isn’t one to ask that.

“I’m good. I’m sorry,” I tell him.

“Don’t be. I’m just a jealous fucker.” I nod my head and cuddle back into him.

“We were talking while you were asleep. Would you like to stay a few more days and go to the beach out here?” Harlon asks. I lift my head again and look between them.

“Really?”

“Yeah, if you want to.”

“Yeah. I’d like that.”

Chapter 26

Denz

A bikini. A barely fucking there bikini at that. That’s all Arya has on as she lays on the beach, getting her body tanned. I want to cover her up because there’s been more than one asshole looking at her since we got here.

Not that there haven’t been girls all over us because there have, but we mostly send them away.

A few girls come up and start talking to me, and I basically ignore what they’re saying when I catch Arya’s gaze. She sits up, propping herself up on her elbows as she narrows her eyes at me. She looks pissed, and maybe she is.

I’m not much listening to the girls at all while my focus is on Arya. But for some reason, she shoves herself up and stands, flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder, and starts walking. I look around for War and Harlon but they’re out in the ocean.

I leave the girls standing there and jog after Arya.

“Arya!” I call out to her. She ignores me, so I jog faster to catch up. Reaching out, I grab her wrist and spin her to face me.

“Where the fuck are you going by yourself?”

“Let me get something straight here. If I so much as look at another man who isn’t one of you three, I get punished for it, but you can let girls hang all over you, and I’m supposed to what? Look the other way?” she snaps at me. Yeah, she’s pissed.

“In case you didn’t notice, I wasn’t even listening to them.”

“Oh, I noticed. I noticed her with her hand on your arm, and you know what? I almost went over there and ripped it off her fucking body,” she growls at me. I raise my eyebrows, having never seen her this mad before. It’s fucking sexy as hell, and I like it.

“You’re jealous.”

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