Although I desperately want to stay a few more days to get to know my grandparents better, they insist that I head back to Colorado and back to school, stating that education is the key to success. So reluctantly, I get back into the car after hugs and promises of meeting up again soon.
I clutch my rolling stomach as we get off the plane some hours later, nerves leaving a sour taste in my mouth and tiredness making my eyes feel gritty and my limbs heavy. I’ve no idea what to expect from school come Monday, luckily it’s only Friday—actually Saturday—morning, so I have the weekend as a reprieve.
“Daughter,” a snake’s voice sounds as we approach the waiting cars, the balmy, Colorado night air teasing my damp hair. My head snaps up, my feet freezing on the tarmac, and adrenaline waking me up in an instant as I’m transported to the night of my wedding.
“Enjoy your honeymoon.”
I start to pant, blackness edging my vision as I stare into the hard, grey eyes of Julian Vanderbilt, his devil’s smile firmly in place, his arms opened wide and a calculated look of concern all over his lying fucking face. He was the one to whisper that to me before everything went black that night. He played an active role in my kidnap.
Spicy ginger washes over me as Ash pulls me to him, his long, beautiful, inked fingers grasping my chin and turning it so that I face him, breaking his father’s curse.
“It was him, Ash. he was there when I was taken,” I tell him in a broken whisper, nausea whirling in my stomach. His jaw clenches.
“You don’t have to talk to him, Princess,” he assures me, his own grey eyes just as hard as Julian’s, but full of a raging fire that I know is aimed at the older man. “Or look at him, or even let him fucking breathe near you.”
My lip trembles as his words leave the air rushing out of my lungs, my skin tingling with relief.
“Take me home, please,” I beg my husband, my Knight. He gives a sharp nod, flicking his gaze behind me briefly. “Take her to the car.”
Vanilla and lemon surround me as Ash steps away, and Loki and Jax sandwich me between their hot bodies, Jax wrapping a huge arm around my shoulders and pulling me close into his warmth. Loki grasps my hand, and they lead me to the car awaiting us, Jax’s huge form blocking Julian from my sight as I hear Ash murmur to him in a tight voice.
“How did you know she was going to be with us?” Ash asks, his voice clipped and completely emotionless. Julian’s dark chuckle scrapes across my skin like an unwanted caress, and a revolted shiver takes over my body. Both boys gather me closer, and their mingled scents are a comfort and help combat the way my skin itches around Julian.
“Oh, son, you really should learn that I know everything that concerns me. Especially when it concerns my missing daughter-in-law. It was lucky you boys were there to help, fated some might say. And poor Adrian, dying in that horrible fire. They still have yet to find the body, apparently, it burned so hot that only dust remains. I did warn him that old English manor houses always had faulty electrics. Does Lilly know?”
My heart thumps in my chest, and I’m straining to hear Ash’s reply as Loki opens the car door, releasing my hand to get in, then waiting for me to follow.
“Yes, Lilly is aware and has been through enough, don’t you think?” Ash bites out, clearly aware of the insinuations of Julian’s tone and little speech. Jax releases me and places a hand on my back, leaning in to whisper in my ear.
“Ash will tell you everything later, Baby Girl. Let’s get out of here.”
Deciding that he’s right and that I just want to be as far away as possible from that fucking cunt, I step into the car, scooting next to Loki as Jax gets in behind me.
“Good evening, Mrs. Vanderbilt,” I hear from the front, and I look up to see Tom smiling warmly at me in the rearview mirror. “Welcome back.”
His kind words and the genuine look of concern on his face make tears spring to my eyes, and I have to swallow hard to be able to reply.
“Thank you, Tom.”
He gives me a nod and another warm smile, the divider screen moving up into place as the car starts to pull away. My breath catches, my stomach suddenly dropping.
“Wait!” I yell. “What about Ash and Kai?” I ask, looking frantically behind me to see Ash still talking to his father and Kai waiting off to one side.
“Hey, baby, it’s okay,” Loki soothes, grabbing my hand and rubbing my arm. “They’ll make their way back when they’re ready. We’ve other cars they can call.”
“Oh,” I mumble, my cheeks heating as I chew my lower lip. “You sure they’ll be okay?” I ask, turning my head to be captured by his beautiful, emerald eyes. Shit, I missed them and will never grow tired of looking into their variegated depths. His lips tilt upwards, his hand coming up to cup the side of my face.
“Ash is the big, bad wolf, Pretty Girl, and Kai can more than handle himself. Don’t worry about them.” I nod, still chewing my lip, and he tuts. “You know what you need, baby?” he asks me, a decidedly wicked gleam entering the green globes as his lips tilt up in that panty-melting smile of his.
“If you say a distraction, I’ll…” I reply sternly, fighting the pull of my own lips as his go up in a Cheshire cat-like grin.
“You’ll come all over my face while you ride Jax reverse cowboy style? Okay, baby, as you wish,” he tells me, and I lose the fight, my body heating as the grin splits my lips at his Princess Bride reference. I made them all watch it when we were holed up at the warehouse apartment, confessing my undying love for Westley which Loki takes every opportunity to tease me about.
Loki lets go of my face, taking his phone out of his back pocket and hooking it up to the car’s sound system. Tidal Wave by Chase Atlantic starts to play.
“Loki,” I chastise when he slips into the footwell, which luckily is deep because this isn’t just your usual SUV, it’s a Knight car with seats that face each other in the back and plenty of room.
“Don’t worry, I made sure poor Tom can’t hear your cries this time,” he teases, grabbing my loose, harem pants and tugging them and my knickers down my hips.
I could fight, but fuck, I need the release, my body wound tighter than a spring. Lifting my hips, I let him take them off until I’m naked below the waist, only a tank top covering my torso. I shiver, but as it’s warm in the car so I know it’s not from the cold.
Heated lips caress my neck with a growl that hardens my nipples to aching points as Jax kisses my sensitive spots, setting my skin alight. I gasp when a hot tongue licks up my slit, glancing down to see Loki’s head between my spread legs.
Fuck, yes, please.
I give in, closing my eyes, and just let sensation take over, feeling in the moment. Hands and tongues caressing my skin and dripping pussy, Jax pulling out my breast and showering that with attention too. I drown in ecstasy, my fingers gripping Loki’s soft hair and pulling his face closer with a sharp tug as I come nearer to my release.
“Shit, Loki, don’t fucking stop,” I beg in a strangled voice, so bloody close I can taste the orgasm, my whole body trembling with my impending release.
And like the fucking angel that he is, he goes harder, licking and sucking, grazing his teeth on my clit until I explode, seeing white as I come hard all over his face. Jax slams his lips onto my own and swallows my scream of pleasure as fire races across my nerve endings, lighting me up like a firework.
I go boneless, slumping in the seat as I relearn how to fucking breathe again.
“One,” Loki says, his voice deep and so fucking husky that I almost come again just from the sound. I crack my closed lids to see his shit-eating grin, his lips and chin glistening in the passing street lights.
“One?” I question, my own voice raw, heat flooding through me when he bites his bottom lip. Why is that so goddamn sexy?
“We’re gonna make you come at least twice more before we get back, aren’t we, Jax?” he replies, and I swallow hard at the dark promise in his eyes.
“Sure are, Baby Girl,” Jax rumbles, his own voice fifty shades of fuck me now, it’s so deep and growling. “Now, come sit on my cock like a good girl.”
I take a deep, shaky inhale at his words, my heart still racing but Her Vagisty begging for round two. Who am I to deny royalty? I think as I glance over to see Jax has his pussy clenching dick out, leaning back against the leather seat as he leisurely pumps it in his huge hand. I sit up, intending to swing my leg over and ride him like Seabiscuit when Loki places a hot hand on my bare thigh.
“Facing me, beautiful,” he instructs, his eyes dark and nostrils flared as he licks that plush bottom lip. “I wanna see you impaled on that monster cock.”
I’d laugh at his use of my nickname for Jax’s dick if he didn’t look all kinds of sinful and horny as he speaks.
“As you wish,” I whisper back, that biteable mouth tilting up in a smirk as I repeat his words from earlier back at him.
Unable to help myself, I lean forward, sucking his bottom lip into my mouth, my pussy clenching at the sexy as fuck groan that sounds in his throat. He grasps the back of my hair, pulling me forward more as he kisses the shit out of me, the sweet and musky taste of my release coating our tongues.
Firm hands grab my hips, manoeuvring me so that my legs are on either side of Jax’s massive thighs, my feet on the floor of the moving car. I go to pull back from Loki, but he fists his hand in my hair, holding on tightly as he uses his grip to push me back, not breaking our kiss.
A low, deep keen leaves my mouth, and Loki swallows it down as I feel Jax begin to push into my opening. It feels like all my synapses are firing, my pussy walls stretching to accommodate him, although Loki paved the way with my first orgasm so that I’m nice and wet.
“Fuuuuck,” Jax groans in his rough as sandpaper voice, and my already hard nipples pebble further at the sound. I love that I can bring these boys to ruin with my body, just as much as they regularly destroy me with theirs.
My breath hitches and my eyes roll behind closed lids as Jax bottoms out, sheathed inside my wet heat and touching my fucking cervix. Loki finally releases my mouth, and I gasp with the intensity of Jax inside me. Sitting back on his heels, Loki looks at us with hooded, bedroom eyes.
“Now that’s a fucking beautiful sight,” he states, and my eyes dart down to watch him undo his fly, his rigid member springing free and making my mouth water at the drop of precum beading at the tip. “Time for that later, Pretty Girl.” He smiles smugly, pushing himself up onto the seat opposite and mirroring Jax’s pose.
I whimper as Jax begins to lift my hips, sliding me up his shaft until just the tip remains. He pauses, the sound of my racing pulse loud in my ears and vying with the sound of the music that cocoons us. The flexing of his fingers is the only warning I get as he slams me back down, and I cry out with how fucking good that feels. He repeats the move again and again until I’m a quivering, gibbering mess, the windows all steamed up.
“Jax, oh shit–fuck, Jax,” I pant, my nails digging into the backs of his hands as he relentlessly fucks me, harder and harder until I’m seeing stars for the second time.
“Two,” Jax growls out, stopping his thrusts and letting me ride out my climax while I twitch on top of him.
“Lean our girl forward, brother,” Loki grits out, and I raise my gaze to see him scooting forward on his seat, holding his dick in a firm grip.
Hells to the fuck yes!
I eagerly lean forward until I can place my lips around the head of him and lick the precum that’s shining there.
“Oh, goddamn, baby,” Loki rasps, and the way his voice hitches as I swallow him whole does things to Her Vagisty that should be on some kind of danger list. Jax grunts behind me as I clench around him, then he resumes his thrusting, pushing Loki’s cock further into my throat.
I relax, letting them take control and allowing them to use my body like it was made for their pleasure. The rolling waves of ecstasy that capture my body, binding me up in ribbons of exquisite sensation tell me that no truer statement exists. We were crafted for one another, moulded to be exactly what the other needs.
The boys build me up again, one of Jax’s hands coming around to my front and toying with my aching, engorged clit until I’m squirming around both his and Loki’s cocks.
“Come for us again, baby,” he orders, electric pulses racing across my entire body and leaving me tingling.
My jaw starts to ache with Loki’s treatment, but the way he fucks my throat just winds me up tighter, my third climax fluttering just out of reach.
“One more, beautiful,” Loki grits out, just as his balls tighten up and he thrusts so hard that my lips touch his base, and his hard member cuts off my air supply as he pours his release down my throat.
It’s the push I need, and I come hard, bucking wildly as I shatter into thousands of pieces, spots of black coating my vision with the force and the air deprivation.
I milk Jax, hearing him roar behind me as he snaps his hips up, pushing Loki’s dick further down my throat. Just as the dots start to join up, Loki pulls out, and I take a huge gasp of sex-scented air into my burning lungs. Loki helps to push me back onto Jax, who is still sheathed inside me, as my whole body flops, my chest heaving and sweat covering my skin.
“Fucking hell, baby mama,” Loki gasps, flinging down beside us, his softened cock still out as he drops his head back onto the headrest.
I see Jax raise a palm, and Loki slaps it like a fucking wanker, but I’m too fucked out—yep that’s a legit state of being—to call them out on their bullshit. Twisting around as Jax slides out of me, I snuggle into his lap, uncaring that his cum is dribbling down my inner thighs.
The sound of his rapidly slowing heartbeat lulls me into a blissed-out coma, and I feel Loki cleaning up some of the mess between my legs before sleep claims me in a warm and fuzzy embrace.
