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Fuck it.
I lean over, adjusting the grip on the couch, and slide into her mouth. She moans around me, and it sets off a reaction from the three of us when we echo her.
Her eyes stay open, and with her head titled downward I can see the spit collecting around my cock as I fuck her mouth. Alastair and Vinny set a rhythm together that has her whimpering and struggling to keep up, and the hand that isn’t doing anything scratches along Vinny’s arm that holds her in place.
We make a beautiful mess together, and I close my eyes and imprint the moment into my brain.
“Cum for me, Killer,” Alastair grunts, the muscles in his arms and neck straining with the effort when I open my eyes. He’s not going to last as long if he was already fucking her before, and I see the moment he comes undone, his gaze moving to meet mine above the couch.
My balls tighten as we glare at each other.
He stills inside her, but I can still feel Vinny rocking beneath her as I fuck her mouth. Jo’s closed her eyes as the saliva drips down her face, and it doesn’t seem to bother her as she swirls her tongue around the piercings down my cock, Vinny grunting as he keeps her body rocking.
My fingers find their way into her hair, and Jo whimpers when I hold her head still and pound into her throat. Vinny hisses on the other side of the couch, and I close my eyes once more when she moans around me.
It sends me over the edge with a groan, but I don’t open my eyes to look at any of them. I’m not sure what I would see.
Jo stays put, shaking between the three of us as she swallows me. I keep fucking her through the orgasm, feeling her squirm, and then Vinny growls in front of me and his movements still too.
She gasps, and I slowly ease out of her mouth and reach for a discarded shirt. I don’t know whose shirt it is, but I wipe down her face and lips before she opens her eyes, offering me a sad smile.
As the post orgasm high settles, reality sets in. When I lift my gaze, I look through the partially open curtains, and wonder how much longer we have. It’s Alastair’s voice that cuts through the quiet of the room, drawing all of our attention to him.
“You three,” he says, stepping back from us with a shake of his head. Of the three of us he’s the only one still wearing something, and tugs his boxers back into place as he watches us. “Death Row can’t give me a better last meal than the three of you.”
I see it as he turns, but both Vinny and I are too slow in the post sex haze to reach one of the weapons in time. Alastair lunges to the side, reaching towards the gun Vinny abandoned with his clothes.
Vinny has the time to stand and shove Jo behind him, and I only make it halfway around the couch, before he spins back, looking between the three of us. “Unfortunately, there’s only one road left for me.”
Chapter 19
I shift my gaze between the three of them, watching their expressions change. The love Jo had moments ago is stained with betrayal, her eyes full of hurt as she watches. Vinny vibrates with anger as he studies me, and Sterling has the same sort of calculating look I do as he debates what to do.
Licking my lips, I slowly shake my head. The wound in my leg is throbbing now that there’s nothing to distract me from it, and it’s only going to get worse. I nod to Sterling, still not sure what exactly I’m supposed to think of him being here. “Where’s your team?”
He lifts one shoulder. “Probably on the way here now. They were suspicious when I left, and it’s only going to take a little bit of time for them to piece things together.”
I’m not sure I agree with that, because I’ve seen how long it’s taking them to piece things together. I mean, we have been here for a while. At least since I woke up. “And why are you here?”
Sterling scoffs. “To arrest-”
“Don’t lie,” I tell him, the corner of my mouth hooking up. He’s still naked, his cock out, and I spotted those piercingshe has. That was a fun surprise. “If you really just wanted to arrest me, we wouldn’t have done that.”
He blushes, and it’s kind of cute. I didn’t gauge him as the easily-embarrassed type. As for Jo and Vinny? They’re significantly more experienced and comfortable with each other than anything we had when we were eighteen.
I didn’t expect Agent Gideon to be a romantic anything either, but Vinny mentioned it when Jo told me to worship her. I thought it was a joke, because what kind of agent throws caution to the wind and sleeps with a killer he’s supposed to be hunting?
I like Sterling a little bit more for that.
“Alastair,” Vinny says, his voice no longer holding the same commanding tone from moments ago. He’s not in charge now, and I’m not tempted to obey him. That moment’s passed. “What are you doing?”
I smirk. “I don’t know what you both thought was going to happen next, but there’s no fixing this.”
“Put the gun down and we can talk,” Sterling says, trying to sound reasonable.
“Oh, Agent,” I tell him, shaking my head. “How will you contend with me? Do you want your team to know what you’re really doing here? Fucking around with a serial killer is never a good career move.”
He narrows his eyes. “Why should that matter to you?”