Page 47 of A Dove To Break (The Dove Institute Collection #1)

Alania

Once the meeting is over, Cian has to go handle a few things, but we have plans to sit down and talk some more tomorrow.

Tonight, we are choosing to just relax. I have been reading on the couch for most of the day while the guys have been doing whatever it is they do.

When I finally finish my book, I go upstairs to put it away before I find the guys.

I walk into the room, but stop when I see Raul and Adrian kissing. Arms wrap around me, and I lay my head back on Brent’s shoulder as we watch them. They are so lost in this passionate kissing that they don’t even see us.

“You like watching them, Nia?” Brent whispers in my ear. I nod, and he kisses my neck just below my ear. I whimper softly when he slips his hand into my pajama pants and panties to lightly stroke my clit. “Fuck, you are soaked. I think I like it when you read all that filth.”

I am watching Raul pull Adrian’s cock out and stroke him as he strokes himself with his other hand, and I swear, I could come just from watching.

They both glance over with smiles when I moan softly, but Raul lays Adrian back on the bed to work his pants off.

When he leans down and takes Adrian's cock to the back of his throat, Brent leaves me standing at the door to go to Raul. He fists his cock and starts stroking him as he sucks and bobs his head up and down on my husband’s dick, and I am in fucking love.

I move closer when Brent starts stroking himself too, and their gravely moans fill the room.

I lean against the bed to watch them, but freeze when they suddenly stop and look at me. “What?” I ask with a small voice. “I can go…”

“No,” Adrian growls as he grabs my arms and pulls me onto the bed.

When I get close enough, he easily pulls me on top of him to straddle his mouth.

I am facing Raul as he grips my ass and starts licking my pussy.

He slides his tongue in deep before dragging it up across my clit where he starts suckling on me.

Raul brings Adrian’s legs up to hold the backs of his knees, and I watch as he slowly fills his ass.

Adrian growls against my pussy and sucks harder on me, making my moan louder as my legs tremble.

Adrian’s cock is in desperate need of attention, and right as I think about it, Raul grabs me by the hair and pulls me down to take Adrian’s cock to the back of my throat.

Raul holds his legs and starts fucking his ass harder as I suck and bob up and down.

Anytime I try to pull back, Raul pushes me back down on his cock, forcing me to take as much as I can.

Adrian has a tight grip on my ass, spreading me open.

I am so lost in the feeling of Adrian’s tongue that I don’t realize Brent is close until he suddenly pushes into my ass and starts fucking me hard, forcing me to grind my pussy against Adrian’s mouth.

He sucks and bites my clit, making me scream around his cock.

Raul fucks Adrian to the same rhythm as Brent is fucking me.

His cock feels so damn amazing buried in my ass.

Everything goes from a blissful heaven to all of us jumping up from the bed when we hear a gunshot.

I instantly start freaking the fuck out when they rush around to get dressed, but it’s Adrian who wraps me in a robe and snaps me out of my panic with a hard kiss.

He is about to say something, but the bedroom door slams open instead, making me scream.

Panic sinks into my bones when I see Caleb with a gun pointed at Adrian’s head.

“Caleb. Put the gun down,” Adrian says calmly, stepping forward to get in front of me.

“Fuck you, pussy. You are no leader of mine,” Caleb growls. I make a split-second decision when he tightens his grip on the gun and throw myself in front of Adrian. At the same time, Raul grabs his arm and pulls it down, but it’s too late.

The gun goes off, and suddenly I am cold. My body is numb, and the ringing in my ears is too loud for me to hear the chaos around me. I think another shot goes off as I am brought down to lie on the ground.

“She’s bleeding too much,” I hear Raul say in a panicked voice.

“No. No. No. Alania, please don’t die,” Brent cries as he holds my head between his hands.

I scream out in pain when Adrian presses down on the side of my belly. “I know, baby. I know it hurts,” Adrian says tearfully. “Talk to us, Little Dove. Open your eyes.”

“He’s got shit aim,” I choke out. Brent laughs tearfully and kisses my forehead.

“Ambulance is on the way. You hanging in there, sweetheart?” Raul says as he drops to his knees beside me to cup my cheek.

“Fuck, Alania. Why’d you do that, baby? You shouldn’t have…” Adrian starts to say.

“I did what you would do,” I say softly, making him stop talking. “I love you all… so damn much…”

“No, Nia. Don’t talk like that. You’re going to be just fine. Okay?” Brent says.

“Is he dead?” I ask. My voice is weak, and I am growing tired, but I am fighting to stay awake.

“Very dead,” Raul says. “Open your eyes, Alania. You need to stay awake, baby. Okay?”

“Bullets hurt,” I choke out.

“You’ve got this, Alania,” Adrian says, keeping pressure on my belly.

“Is it bad? Don’t lie to me,” I say quietly.

“If it hit an artery, you’d be dead right now. I don’t think the bullet hit anything major,” Adrian says. “You are just bleeding a lot.”

“My back,” I whisper.

“Roll her to her side,” Adrian says. They go, and I groan in pain. “There. It went through.”

Raul places a towel under me, and Adrian keeps his hand over it, but they roll me back so he can keep pressure on both sides.

A few minutes pass, and others enter the room, but I am far too woozy to give a shit.

Other people take over, and I am moved up onto a gurney where they start hooking me up to monitors.

“Is she allergic to anything?” the man asks Adrian from somewhere behind me as I am carried downstairs.

“No. Nothing,” he answers.

“You can ride with her, but the other two will have to follow,” he tells him. Adrian grabs my hand and squeezes as I am wheeled outside.

“Am I dying?” I ask the paramedic when they get me situated in the ambulance.

“I suppose we are all dying, but you won’t be dying today,” he says with a smile. “You’re going to be just fine, Mrs. Santos.”

I turn my head and look at Adrian. He has red, puffy eyes. I am high as hell on whatever pain medicine that the paramedic gave me, so I just smile at him. “You okay, Little Dove?” Adrian asks, gently stroking my cheek as the Ambulance starts moving.

“Mhmm. I don’t hurt anymore,” I say as I relax even more. “I think I’m high.”

“I think you are probably feeling nice,” Adrian says with a weak smile. “You didn’t have to do that, Alania. You jumped in front of a bullet for me.”

“And I’ll do it again,” I mutter. “Don’t argue with my love.”

“Okay, baby. You rest,” he says, still stroking my cheek. “I’ll be right here.”

“Mkay,” I sigh and close my eyes. It doesn’t take long at all for the drugs to drag me into a catatonic state of sleep.