Damon crossed the dimly lit street and let himself into Castillo Fire and took the back stairs two at a time. He pulled a key from his pocket and a few seconds later they both stood inside Anya Mancini’s apartment. The delicate scent of lavender filled his nostrils as the rusty, old hinges creaked. He had meant to take care of that last week for her, but work kept them tied up from sunup to sundown with little time for much else.That would change.Soft light poured in from the front windows—the frilly white things she had pulled over the large panes did nothing for privacy. A single beam of sunlight caught on the glittery texture of something off to the side of the door.Daniel tossed his heavyweight into one of the chairs situated between him and Anya.“Fuck, man. Denton was right when he called. If this doesn’t work, she’s gone.”“He can’t put off taking her where she wants to go,” Damon confirmed, grimly.Suitcase after suitcase lined the worn wooden floor by the door and told the
“What’s wrong? Is someone hurt? Why aren’t you guys talking to me?”Rolling to a quick stop, Damon brought her gaze around to his. “Look at me, baby. Trust us.”She stared up at him with her beautiful wide eyes before she turned to Daniel, lips parted. He looked at her and ignored the questions burning behind her beautiful lashes. Bright blue shifted until her pupils nearly swallowed the last shaft of color. “I... I can’t.”Her face flushed with a red so deep it looked scarlet. A growl unfurled up the back of his throat as she dropped her eyes and moved to lower her legs.Yeah. Nope. Not going to happen. The second her pinky toe hit the floor, she wouldn’t stop running. He knew it like he knew there was no other way to get through her stubbornness other than sticking to their plan.He sighed. “Sorry, baby. Didn’t mean for that to sound like a question. My bad.”Her eyes widened.“No going back now.” He winked at her and smiled when she mumbled under her breath.“You can take your high
“I should be mad at both of you for your macho bull crap.” She pulled up short of them, just out of their reach. The last time she hesitated, he understood. But out here, no prying eyes. He would have to stop her from robbing them of her delicious heat.Anger tinted her cheeks a pretty pink and reached into her eyes until they shone like sapphire jewels. Rosy lips pursed in contemplation. Damon fought the grin that worked his lips into a smile.Every cell in his body told him to push her patience and get her riled up enough to tell them why she thought leaving without saying goodbye was a good idea. Fuck that. Why she thought she would be leaving in the first place?But logic pulled back his tendencies and slowed him to a walk. He’d get his answers later when she was weak and pinned between him and Daniel.“I should have known you two would be up to something. Mama said as much and Remy warned me to bolt my door the second she got off the phone with Denton.”“Why didn’t you?”Anya too
Swirling water licked at her toes then quickly swallowed her up to the neck as he lifted her to straddle his waist and glided out to the middle of the inlet. She tightened her hold around his neck.“Easy, baby.” Suddenly his voice went darker, smoother. “I’ve got you. I’ve always got you.” Strong arms held her steady as she took in the rush of cool water over her heated skin.She nailed Damon in the chest. “But who has you? Because you’re earning a good ass-kicking, Castillo.”A low chuckle tickled her ears. “Might want to take it easy on the Tarzan act, buddy.” Daniel lifted her from Damon’s grip and glided them both out until the water hit his chin.“Now that I have you alone, tell me what’s scaring you?” She didn’t believe for a second Damon couldn’t hear them from where he now stood on the bank spreading out the blanket for them and situating towels for easy access. They had a plan and she walked into it blindly.A lump formed in her throat. Daniel always had a way of opening the
Strong fingers flexed along the sides of her neck. Daniel’s, she figured from the way his callused touch tightened, as possessive as it was gentle. As though he claimed her with a mere touch while Damon worked her body with wicked precision and just enough pressure to keep her toeing the edge without falling over.Suddenly everything—all the pain of the past, the uncertainty of the now, and what the future held—faded away.Was this what it would feel like to be claimed by her mountain men?Damon squeezed both tits with his strong hands until she cried out, bucking in their arms. He held both nipples captive above the water’s line, his hungry mouth floating between one and the other.Her breath quickened as the hot confines of his mouth worked over her taut, eager peaks and she buried her fingers in his hair the deeper he pulled them into his mouth. Her thighs flexed around his waist, the thick girth of his cock where Daniel’s had been earlier. Nudged between her folds but held back by
Her lips parted and she moaned around his thickness as Daniel buried his dick in her mouth until he tapped the back of her throat.“Breath in, baby, I want to feel that throat on the tip of my cock every time I sink in.”She gagged around him and pushed him deeper, tears watering her eyes.He pulled out giving her time to catch her breath then did it all over again, this time she took him deeper for longer.“You’re fucking perfect, baby,” he whispered, cleaning her face of the few drops of tears that had spilled down her cheeks.Leaning in she gathered his balls in her hands and sucked each of them into her mouth gently while working his length from base to tip.“Fuck, that’s it. Grip his cock harder, work him faster.”Behind her, Damon delivered a series of sharp smacks one after another until her whole body tingled and hummed with a wave of pleasure she’d never known before. She cried out around her mouth full of Daniel’s balls letting them slip from her mouth on a whimper.She coul
Damon reached around and rubbed her clit with soft, gentle strokes as they both stretched her tight channel around their thick girths. She gasped, muscles shaking. The feeling of being stretched beyond anything she had ever felt before consumed all her senses. Her walls clenched, making both men groan. The deeper they sank the tighter the fit until she could feel their every pulse, every throb of need in their cocks.A pinch of pain followed the burn of the pressure as they stretched her hot, greedy pussy.She panted, and every muscle in her body shook. She clawed at Daniel’s shoulders. The pressure. it was too much.The burn. Fire tore through her, so delicious and torturous. A pain she wanted but never thought possible.She splayed her hands over Daniel’s broad chest and his heartbeat hammered against her palms.“Breathe, baby. If it’s too much, tell us and we’ll stop.”She nodded to Daniel’s words. “No,” she gasped. “No.” She pressed back. Slowly. Wanting them to fill her, stretch
“Who knows, maybe Rupert has a hand in this. Maybe he decided he didn’t like going against the grain after all.”They bounced along the back road, Daniel finding every damn pothole there was in the dirt road and slamming into it. If they made it to the house without breaking an axle it would be a miracle.She couldn’t say she knew any of the men they spoke about personally. The class had kept her busy during the days, and then waiting tables in the afternoon for extra cash only left her with the time she spent with her men. Damon threw an arm out in front of her when Daniel took a dip in the road too fast.“You remember what Ethan and Remy said, Daniel. We heard it too. Rupert is looking for allies, not enemies. Looking to clean up his family name.”“How the hell can you be so sure? Can you trust him?”“Daniel’s right, Anya. We can’t measure a man by his family’s bad deeds. He has to earn his reputation on his own merits. So far, he’s done nothing to us but help when we needed him.”D