CHAPTER 4

HUNTER

My eyes stay glued to where Kael's small fingers drill into Lacy. She's shaking so hard I don’t think she even realizes it.

“You feel so good. You....oh God.”

Her hand is trembling as it caresses his face. My boy loves a good praise so I know his cock is twitching right now. Even though I'm mad at Leon for bringing him along.

Kale's the reason we're in Nevada. He's doing his Masters and has classes early tomorrow. He isn’t supposed to stay out this late. They fucking know it.

Yet they begged me to let him come. Leon promised to be in charge of him.

I almost laugh at the thought. They're both so far gone in this bombshell.

When Lacy starts grinding on his fingers, I wrap my hands around her soft fucking hips and pull her off him.

She whimpers from the loss. “Let’s see if you can take me now.”

I adjust my condom to make sure it’s on properly before sinking into her again. I sigh and groan at the same time.

“Fuck, she’s tight,” I growl at Leon. He’s out of his daze now, and his eyes are stuck on where we’re joined. “Good job, Kale. She’s taking me even better.” I groan when she clenches around me. Fuck, she’s going to cum soon.

My balls are drawn so tight I don’t think I’ll be able to breathe properly until I release. Fuck, I wish I could fill her with my cum, I wish—

Shit. I sound like Leon. He’s the one with the breeding kink.

I push even deeper, relishing her whimpers and moans. She’s so responsive, so soft, so pliant, so sensitive.

“That’s it. Take my cock like the good girl you are.”

A whimper comes from Kale. I know she's grinding against his cock, and I want to be mean. I want to pull her away from him and command him not to touch himself, but Leon’s eyes find mine, like he can read my thoughts.

Let him have it, his eyes say.

So I do. I hold Lacy’s hips tighter and pull her to my cock.

“Oh God, please. Please. Please please.” She keeps begging. Begging me to go harder, to press harder. For someone with such a tough reputation, we've reduced her to bones and breaths.

She slams back as I slam in, meeting my thrusts. My cock is not fully in —not today, I don’t want to hurt her— but it feels so good. She feels so good.

“I’m— I’m cumming,” she screams, shuddering and spasming, squeezing the life out of my cock. I let my hand fall to the ground as heavy waves hit me.

Fuck, I won’t last longer.

Her orgasm goes on for minutes. And even when she finishes, she continues spasming. I pull out gently, giving her some time to relax, but then Kale lifts her off him, and places her beside him, crawling to me.

His cheeks are stained with tears, eyes glittering with more as he pouts. “Please. Please cum inside me.”

Fucking hell.

I grab him to stay on all fours, and with a loud curse, realise that he’s prepped himself. His hole glistens with lube, and I happily remove my condom and slam home.

He whimpers, rutting against the floor as I pound him mercilessly. I lean forward to take his cock in my hand, stroking him hard and sharp.

“That’s it. Cum for me, such a good boy. Such a good fucking boy.” His skin flushes at the Praise. Such a pretty little boy.

A gasp catches my attention, and I turn to see Leon inside Lacy. “Oh, fuck,” Kale whispers beneath me and I realise that I’m pounding into him so hard now. Just how he likes it.

I know I’m big, but any time I try to be gentle, he cries for me go harder. And I like my bottoms pleased.

Leon is a force, a sight to behold as he fucks her roughly. She’s splayed on the ground, just taking him, taking him so well as varying sounds escape her lips.

I can’t take it anymore. It hits me so hard, the wave of pleasure, and I tighten my fingers around Kale's hard waist, slamming once, twice, and then cum floods out of me like I’m the end of a river and he’s the ocean. Taking all I have to offer. All I have to give.

His cock in my hand that I forgot to stroke, jerks as strings of cum pour to the ground.

When I’m spent, I pull out of him and he turns around, crashing his soft fucking lips against mine. Fuck. I can still taste Leon’s cum.

“Thank you, sir,” he whispers against my lips. I let myself get lost in his kiss, a steady arm around his slender back, letting him remind me that he’s mine.

Another reason I didn’t want to bring him here. I knew he’d get jealous. He always does.

I allow him to steal my attention for a few minutes, claiming his mouth, but then Leon makes a sound so similar to a roar as he slams one more time into Lacy.

She shivers as he spills into his condom, and I notice with wide eyes that she’s...she’s squirting.

Fuuuuuck. Can this girl be any more perfect?

Leon pulls out and his hand goes to her pussy, rubbing hard as she turns, her back on the ground, spasming as it sprays out of her.

The three of us are unable to look away, unable to think about anything but the angel on the ground.

She gasps again, the sound hollow and sore from her well fucked throat. Her legs quiver as she tries to shut it, to stop it. But Leon doesn’t let her. He holds one leg apart and rubs her pussy, her clit.

“Oh, fuck. Please, Leon, please.”

He grunts and leans down to bite her bottom lip, hard. “It’s sir to you, slut.”

Fuck. me.

She shudders for a few more seconds, then calms.

But nobody looks away from her. I walk to her with my knees and pull off her mask. Something we were too wound up to do.

She’s famous for the scar on her thigh, famous also for her full, soft, body, but even more for her face. Those who have seen it have had no words to describe it.

And now, as I look at her stormy grey eyes, long white-blonde hair, and red heart lips, all I can think about is a little flower —Lily of the valley, Kale's favourite. Fragile and luminous and impossible to forget.

Then I turn to my guys. I see the defeated look in Kale’s eyes as he tries so hard to not want her, I see the reverent look in Leon’s eyes, haunted and lost, like he would never find his way again without her, and I focus on the steady thrumming of my heart against my chest as it draws to her.

A sigh escapes my lips, and her pale long lashes flutter against her rosy flushed skin as she tries to look at me. But she’s so spent her eyes shut.

“Thank you,” she whispers. “sirs.”

Holy shit. My cock stirs again.

Madame X is known to never sleep with the same client twice. But when I look at Leon, I know he’s thinking the same thing.

That there is no way in hell that this is the last time we get to fuck her.