Page 206 of Conquered

My heart fucking stops, my stare locked on his mouth as he slowly withdraws his thumb, the heat in his emerald orbs sparking and flickering like a flame.

“Not bad,” he whispers, a sexy as fuck smile on his plush lips. Fire roars around my body, consuming me with lust and creating an ache so intense I feel like I may pass out from need. “Touch yourself, baby. I know that you need to. Ease that pressure,” he commands me, and I whimper, my breath stilling in my chest.

“Loki! Fuck, dude, I'm hard again,” Jax grumbles, kickstarting my breathing once more.

But my hands move of their own volition, reaching for my hem and drawing my skirt up my legs, the soft velvet making my whole body tingle as it slides up my skin. Loki’s now sitting so far forward, he’s in between the front seats, staring down as I inch the garment up my thighs. Lifting my arse, I make sure to pool my skirt around me so that I’m not sitting on it. Wouldn’t want a wet patch.

“Good girl,” Loki croons as I expose my black lacy thong, moving it aside to show him my glistening pussy lips. I hear a manly gasp as he takes in my bare cunt. “You’ve been busy,” Loki comments in appreciation. I had a full Hollywood wax after class, driving into town with Willow.

“Wha–” Jax cuts off, swearing as he looks down and sees the view Loki has.

“Keep driving,big boy,” Loki teases, earning a snarl in return, to which he just chuckles.

Love Is a Bitchby Two Feet comes over the speaker, the beat heightening my senses, as my hand drifts down of its own accord, to swipe between my slick folds. A low moan falls from my lips as pleasure bursts across my closed eyelids, my head falling back to hit the headrest with a dull thud.

“Such a good fucking girl,” Loki praises as Jax groans beside me, my fingers dipping inside my aching pussy and coating themselves in my wetness. “Now tease your cunt, baby.”

“Fuuuuck…” I murmur as I go deeper, circling my opening with my middle finger, my lower lips fluttering and desperate to be filled. “Please…”

“Push two fingers in, nice and slow, Pretty Girl,” Loki commands, his voice low and full of dark deeds done at night. “And open your fucking eyes.”

I obey immediately, my greedy pussy demanding more as I slowly slide two fingers inside myself. My lids lazily stutter as my mouth falls open on a gasp, emerald eyes dark as a raven’s feathers staring back at me, full of fire. Movement catches my eye, and I look down to see Loki’s hand wrapped around his fully erect cock, gripping it tightly as he moves once again in time with my own hand. Though this time, my fingers are buried in my pulsing cunt.

“Tell me how your pussy feels,” Loki demands, and Jax swears, the car speeding up once again as we wind our way down dark mountain roads.

“Wet,” I rasp out, breathless with the exquisite pleasure that rolls over me as my fingers start to thrust harder and faster. “So fucking wet.”

“Isn’t she perfect, Jax?”

“So fucking perfect,” Jax grinds out between clenched teeth, and my hooded gaze turns to him to see him once again white-knuckling the steering wheel.

“Loki, please. I’m so close,” I say, begging him for release as I turn back to him.

“Add another finger,” he orders, his voice harsh as he, too, is close to another climax. I can hear it in the strain of his voice, see it in the way his hand furiously pumps his cock, precum glistening at the tip.

“Shit, yes,” I say on a gasp as I do as he says. The sounds my pussy makes, wet and sucking, are obscene, filling the car with the scent of sex. “Loki, yes!” I scream as I fracture into a thousand pieces, my release coating my hand and the leather seat beneath me.

I slump down, my entire body liquified as I ride my orgasm, my fingers slowing, leaving my pussy twitching in the afterglow. I hear Loki grunt, and watch as he catches his climax in his hand, his face blissful.

“Give Jax a taste, baby,” Loki commands breathlessly, and I manage to rouse myself to follow this one last order.

Placing my wet fingers against Jax’s lips, I sigh as he opens his mouth, his tongue licking my fingers from base to tip, before he takes them into his mouth one at a time, sucking them clean.

“I fucking hate you both,” he grumbles once he’s finished, fixing his pissed off stare at me then Loki. “We’re here, and I’ve got a raging fucking hard-on.”

I giggle, reaching over for the wipes that Loki is holding out and cleaning up, then straightening my dress. My laughter is short-lived, however, when I look past Jax’s head, up at the imposing mansion. It’s not the grandeur of the building that kills my humour, but the man standing at the top of stone stairs.

In the low light, shadows play across his face until he’s nothing but a wraith, a monster, the kind that lives in the darkness and comes out to steal the souls of innocents. I see out of the corner of my eye, both guys turn to look in the direction that I am, but I’m unable to take my glower from that of the man standing there, a demon’s smirk on his face.

“Well, there goes my boner,” Jax ruefully sighs, and the joke is so unexpected coming from him, that it breaks the spell I’m under, and I turn back to him, my brows raised.

“Jax Griffiths, I love you,” I say, leaning over and placing a kiss on his lips, tasting myself on him.

“I love you too, Baby Girl,” he mumbles into my mouth, his words flowing into me and giving me strength for the night ahead.

I hear the back door open and shut, then a blast of cold air hits my back as my door is opened. Turning, I see Loki, lined in moonlight and the yellow glow of the outside lights.

“Come, let’s go dine with the devil and his minions,” he says, his hand outstretched.