บททั้งหมดของ All Yours, Daddies: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

SARAH “It’s too much.” The cry leaves my lips as soon as Malachi releases from the stronghold of his hypnotic kiss. His grey eyes move over me, sending warm shivers down my spine. He has a naughty smile on his face.“Is it?” He asks, and I nod. I’m dick whipped, no doubt, because how else can I explain the reason they have me sprawled on the bed, obeying their every order like I’m not the chairwoman of a million dollar insurance company. “I can’t take it.” I plead, tears gushing down my eyes as I look up at Ronan and Jaxon. Ronan’s grip on my ankle tightens and he thrusts even deeper. I throw my head back, a scream rips through my throat. He’s so big with his eight inch cock, and his rimming into me, balls deep in my wet pussy. I’m closer to my climax than I ever was. Jaxon follows shortly. They do not give me time to breathe. The stretch is overwhelming, nearly too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other fucking way.“Please, I can’t take it. I’m…I’m going to cum…”Ronan’s face t

SARAH It’s been so long since anything…and I mean ANYTHING wore me out so bad that I fell asleep without knowing. It might not seem like a lot, but when you think about it, I’m a CEO of a famous insurance company, and a woman who works eighteen to twenty hours a day. So, believe me when I say these men, the HawkThorne brothers, wore me the fuck out! I stretch my arms in my sleep and try to turn, only to be stopped by a strong arm that forces me to part my eyelids open. I stare at Malachi’s hard jawline. His lips are slightly apart, and his eyes are closed. He has his right arm around me, while his left is tucked beneath his head. He looks peaceful and handsome when he’s asleep. He doesn’t seem like he has to watch his back every minute and keep the world away from hurting him, his brothers, or…even me. It’s such a stark contrast to the man he is when he’s awake. I prop my head up, hoping to catch a glimpse of the other brothers asleep. Do they all look as peaceful as Malachi does

SARAHMy hands grow numb, and the pen rolls out of my left hand. I can feel my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. My lungs grow tight…extremely tight.I blink back the tears that rush to my eyes. Don’t cry, Sarah. He’s not worth it. I look up at Aaron. My lips are trembling, but my brain is at a loss for words. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” He asks, reaching for his phone and pulling it back to him. I knew he was an evil bastard. But this? This is low, even for him. “While on the video call last night, I thought to myself that I’ve never seen you look so slutty before, so fucking beautiful. Believe it or not, you got me hard for the first time in what? Years?” It is taking me everything I have to stay calm. “I decided it wouldn’t hurt to take a screen record of the call. You know, for old time’s sake. But this morning, I had a beautiful idea!” He claps his hands and jumps to his feet. “In about twenty four hours from now, this video is going to go public, as well as a lot of scre

MALACHI I have never been one to want to put a bullet in a man’s head. That’s Jaxon’s hobby, not mine. But Aaron Connor makes me want to murder a man so fucking bad. When I suggest we pay him a visit, Ronan doesn’t object. He knows it’s time we teach the fucker a lesson—or several. A couple of hours and some phone calls later, we’re on the front porch of Sarah’s old home. We don’t knock.Jaxon pushes the door open without a care in the world. It creaks, sure, but I don’t give a damn. Ronan and I step in right after him, and yeah, it’s a clean mansion. White marble floors, big-ass windows, polished furniture. Sarah’s touch is everywhere. I could tell from the furniture design to the architecture itself. The way the stairs welcomed us at the distal end of the room, and her office—a small room with glass sliding doors—overlooked, but didn’t impose itself on…Yes. The Living room.“Are you gonna be a good little bitch and take this dick?”Aaron’s voice seeps into my ears, and I

SARAH Ronan’s eyes lock on Jaxon, his scowl draws a thin line over the top of his eye brows. “You said she wouldn’t be here.”Jaxon glares at him with equal intensity.“That is because she’s not NOT supposed to be here.”My gaze continues to shift from one person to another as I’m rooted to the ground, right fingers clutching my purse to my right side, anxious for my dear life. Why is Aaron on his knees in front of Malachi? And why is his nose bleeding? Ronan walks up to me, and I make sure to look him straight in the eyes as he talks to me. It has me tilting my head up, sure, but it’s worth it. “Why are you here, Sarah? You’re supposed to be at home.”I raise a questioning right brow.“Home?” I point to the ground I’m standing on. “This is my house. I built this entire place brick by brick.”He tries to reach for my shoulder, but I move away. “You haven’t answered my question,” I look away from him, over to Malachi. “What the hell is going on here?”Malachi sucks in a deep br