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“Don’t tell me you don’t want him buried deep inside you, Norah. Remember, you’re terrible at lying.”

My head fell back against the bed as an image from my dream popped into my head. Travis’s cock buried so deep inside me that his base rubbed against my clit. Damn. I moaned just thinking about it.

“Yeah, it’s only a matter of time,” Randy chuckled. “He’s been getting the same look on his face, too. Now I’m going to have to share you with one more. How will we find the time?”

He lifted my tanktop and wrapped his sweet lips around my nipple. I arched into him. “Oh, we’ll find the time. And if we double up, we can have even more fun. We don’t have to sleep.”

“Mmm,” Randy said, pushing my shoulders to the bed as his tongue teased around my nipple. “It’s so weird I don’t care about someone else getting you off. I’d like it even more if I was involved though.”

I urged his pants down and grabbed his cock, stroking him from base to tip. He slipped my tanktop over my head and stared down at me, his face in awe. My nipples strained, wanting his attention again. “Fuck, Norah,” he practically purred. “Every time I find something new to marvel about you. Your skin is the perfect shade of beautiful.” He darted forward, taking my nipple into his hot mouth again. “Especially this area right here.”

Randy’s hand slipped under my shorts and found my clit. He flicked his finger across it several times and my hips came off the bed, begging for more. He trailed a line of kisses down my stomach to my belly button, and then lower as he worked my shorts off. He parted my legs, pulling them to the sides until I was fully exposed to him and he was stationed between my thighs. “I think I need a taste tonight. It’s like licking candy down here.” He made a long stroke with his tongue, swirling the tip over my clit at the end.

“Yes,” I said, my breath coming out in gasps. I placed my hand on the back of his head and pulled him closer, urging him to do the same thing again.

He did, then stayed on my clit, running his tongue over it again and again in different angles and pressure. I held him there, almost too hard, but Randy didn’t seem to mind. He hummed, sending a vibration through me and I gasped.

“Sweet, sweet sugar,” he breathed. “Addicting. Travis is going to have fun with you.”

Oh, fuck. I stoked his neck, urging him to stay there, and he did so. His tongue played and massaged, switching directions and speed until I was looking down the arrow of my orgasm. “God, yes, Randy. More. I’m almost there.”

He pressed harder, his tongue flicking faster, and I peered down, looking at the sweet look of pure pleasure on his face as he gave me exactly what I needed. At that moment, he opened his eyes, and we locked gazes. My orgasm ripped through me and I gasped, clutching Randy’s head and holding him there until my body came down from its high.

He pushed his pajama pants down and off as he sat back on his haunches. I followed him, straddling his thighs and pushing myself down on his cock until every last rigid piece of him was seated inside me. We both sighed as I wrapped my legs around his waist and he gripped my ass, pulling me down over him time and time again. “Shit, Norah.” He played with my breasts as we drew our pleasure out. Finding new rhythms that made us want more and more, and then switching it up again like we were teasing one another, drawing the moment out, not letting us reach the culmination too quickly. A trickle of sweat ran down my back, and I smiled at the sheen on his forehead. “I feel like I could do this all night.”

We stayed that way for a long time, just enjoying one another. I ate up his kisses, giving as much as I got. My hands traveled all over his hard, chiseled body, outlining his tattoos. Of course, I also spent time playing with his piercing as he explored my body, giving and giving. All of it was perfect. Every last moan and sigh was pulled from my soul.

He teased my neck, pulling the skin away with his teeth before kissing the pinch of pain away. “I just can’t get enough of you. Lean back,” he said. He placed a hand in between my breasts and pushed lightly. I did as he asked, my shoulders retreating and my back arching. He kept a firm grip on my hips and then moved his touch down, his finger trailing down the curve of my body until it settled on my clit. My body jumped. “You know what’s going to happen if you do that, don’t you?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t want another one. I’ll be forced to call you a liar again.”

His thumb played over it and I sucked in a breath. “Oh, no, I want it.”

His thumb pressed down, and I groaned. I was so close now. “God, I wish Liam could see you like this. Fuck, girl. The look on your face is pure lust. Everything about this is erotic as fuck.”

My insides squeezed as he pumped inside me. The thing about this position was that I couldn’t see or do anything, only feel what Randy did to me, and damn it was amazing. His hips picked up speed as he rocked into me and his thumb massaged me, peaking my pleasure until I was about to lose all breath.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I chanted. Fuck if he didn’t always feel like heaven.

Randy rocked faster, his base teasing my clit along with his thumb. I tightened my hold on his waist with my legs as a tremor started to take hold of my body. He rocked one more time and my world blissfully fell apart. I screamed, letting the waves of pleasure take me away as he continued his lengthy strokes inside me. When I finished, he pulled me up and guided me down on him hard a few times before coming, his cock spasming inside me. I clenched my walls tighter and Randy let out a short gasp as he held me to him. “Fuck yes.”

Afterward, we fell back on the bed in a heap. He wrapped his hand around my neck and bent forward, giving me a solid kiss on the mouth as we both tried to catch our breath. I cuddled in closer to him, laying my head on his chest as we stared at the ceiling, waiting for our hearts to return to a normal rhythm instead of this crazy, cracked out one.

Randy kissed the top of my head. “We’ll figure all this out.”

“I know,” I told him. Then, I shut my eyes and tried to get some sleep. For the moment, I was safe surrounded by Randy’s huge arms, and we were a step closer than we were that morning to helping Liam.

Chapter Five

I woke the next morning to find Randy gone. It wasn’t so surprising because he had to be to the gym super early in the morning to work out the people who came to the gym before they had to go to work at an also early time in the morning. I didn’t know how he did it. My body was so relaxed this morning, fulfilled. I didn’t even want to wake up. I hated that he always got up without me noticing too. I would’ve loved to send him to work one morning with a present. Something to remember me by as he trained the women in their sports bras and tight pants. Then again, I wouldn’t want him walking around with a gigantic hard-on all day. I bet women looked at him enough as it was. They didn’t need another reason and seeing what he was packing would’ve been distracting. I should know. I was constantly distracted by it.

I pulled my pajamas on after sleeping naked next to Randy all night and walked into the hallway. All the doorways were shut, most likely the rest of the guys were still sleeping before we all had to get up and do what we needed. I walked to Liam’s door and pressed my forehead against it. It was the only one that felt as if it was closed off to me. Even Travis’s door felt more inviting at that moment than Liam’s, which was saying a lot. I twisted the doorknob and walked in. His still form lay on the bed facing away from the door. I padded closer to him, itching to see his face when he didn’t have his mask on like he did all the other times since he’d acquired the familiar.

Bending over, a slow smile crept over my face as I caught his peaceful look. He was peaceful. It was the Liam I’d first met. Even in sleep, his nose was a little scrunched up as if he was thinking about something major or trying to keep his glasses on.

A knot pulled in my stomach though when a dark shadow crawled over his neck. My heart rate spiked. I moved in, getting down closer and noticing that it wasn’t a shadow at all. It was the serpent familiar. It coiled around Liam’s neck until its head crept onto Liam’s cheek. It paused, his head moving upward until it stared at me. Its beady, black eyes latched right onto mine.

I gasped and took a few steps back. My hand flew up to cover my mouth. It moved. It looked at me. There was no doubt about it. It was as if it had thought all its own. “Don’t you dare hurt him,” I said, whispering coldly in the dark.