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Story: Climbing Everest
“You’re playing with fire,” I tell her, dropping onto the side of the bed to get comfortable and for a better view.
“Jealous?” she asks.
Raising one brow, I’m practically daring her to push it, to pushme.
When she raises to her feet and reaches for the zipper at her side, I lean back on my hands and cock my head, letting my gaze follow the motion of her fingers.
Once that zipper is gaping wide, Madd smooths his hands under the thin straps of the dress and sweeps the fabric away from her body until she’s standing here in nothing but a thong, and a strapless bra.
The thong and bra need to go. I’m tempted to make her put the heels back on. There’s something so fucking hot about a woman getting pounded while still in those spiky ass shoes.
Maybe I’ll just drag the crotch of her panties away far enough to make room for my cock. Debase her, degrade her while I dominate her.
Oh, I’ll take care of her after. Tell her how beautiful she was as I stretched her ass, how gorgeous she looked gagging on Kato’s dick.
But in this moment? Like I told her, she’s playing with fucking fire. I’m pretty damn proud of myself for how much restraint I’ve shown since that first time with her at my penthouse.
When she steps out of the heap of fabric and attempts to saunter toward me, her balance obviously affected by her blood alcohol level, I again raise a brow and push the hair that escaped the low ponytail away from my face.
“This is your only warning, E. You might want to play with them first. I’m done holding back and being a gentleman in the sack.”
Everest huffs out a laugh. “Since when have any of you been gentlemen when fucking me?”
I glance at Madd then Kato. Madd’s eyes are glazed with lust. Kato looks amused, if not still a little tipsy.
When I cock a brow, he dips his chin in a short nod. “I think it’s time we assert our full ownership over that sweet body.”
That’s all the permission I need, not that I would ever ask permission from anyone other than Everest to sink my cock balls deep inside her tight little pussy.
Lunging to my feet, I wrap an arm around her waist and practically throw her to the bed, and my hands rip her thong at the hip as though it’s nothing more than tissue paper. Tugging the cups of her bra down, I reveal those beautifully perky tits, her areolas so big, dark pink, and practically begging for my mouth.
Instead, I grip both nipples with my fingers and thumbs and pinch, giving them the slightest tug and savoring in the surprised gasp that leaves her mouth.
Then I lean forward until our lips are a mere breath apart. “Just remember…I warned you.”
Chapter 30
Everest
Yep. Brix warned me. Didn’t give a shit then, and I sure as shit don’t now.
I’m drunk enough for my inhibitions to be completely nonexistent, and this is a fucking celebration. Not just a celebration because we officially announced my presence, my return to Cedar Springs or even the announcement of our engagement.
No. This is a celebration of standing up to my father, of looking him dead in the eye and letting him see he didn’t and can’t break me.
As far as I’m concerned, these three men – and Flora – are my only existing family. Fuck my parents. Fuck anyone connected to them or anyone loyal to them.
I was promised vengeance when Kato, Brix, and Maddox asked for the names of the men who’d abused me, who’d nearly beat me to death that night.
My revenge has yet to be served, but the more I think about it, the more I feel as though it’s my right to pull the trigger or wield the blade.
Whichever.
Sure, using a knife might be messier, but it’ll still get the job done.
Since we’re celebrating, I want to go back to the way we were when my guys didn’t hate me, when we believed love could conquer all, when being together felt as natural as breathing.
The difference between then and now seems a lot more drastic as Brix straddles my hips, keeping me pinned to the mattress as he toys with my nipples, plucking at them, pinching them, pulling on them almost painfully before rolling them between his forefinger and thumb until my eyes feel as though they’ll roll to the back of my head.
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