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Chapter twenty-three

Shopping Trip

Kylie

G ideon lifted my right leg up over his shoulder, exposing my pussy to his hungry gaze.

He drew a finger through my slit and then parted my folds. “Fuck. Your pussy is so pretty and pink and wet. And all for me.”

A strangled moan escaped my lips at the first swipe of his tongue against my clit. His dark gaze stared as he ate my pussy. I held onto his head while he lapped at my sex. My mouth rounded. Mewls spilled from my lips.

His wicked tongue danced over my nerve endings, driving my pleasure higher. Until I clutched at his head and ground my pussy against his mouth. Completely caught up in my pleasure. In the way his tongue lashed my flesh, drawing my pleasure out, driving my body higher and higher.

I could fall for him.

The errant thought shot through my bliss infused brain. For them both, if I was being honest with myself and for different reasons.

Gideon was a leader. He was a man that men followed. And even in a room full of handsome men would stick out amongst them because of his inherent presence. It had drawn me to him the moment I saw him standing on the front porch. That feeling had only grown in the days since they moved in.

And Axel, for all his brawn and bluster, was a teddy bear at his core. He made me feel safe and cherished. I loved sleeping within the shelter of his arms.

Pleasure built, drawing tighter within my core. His hands held me steady. He ravished my sex, plunging his tongue inside my sheath.

“Gideon,” I whimpered, my approaching orgasm drew nearer.

He plunged two fingers inside my sheath while he sucked my swollen bud into his mouth. The explosion rocked me to my core. My pussy clenched and fluttered around his thrusting fingers. And my leg holding me upright trembled at the force of my climax.

When he finally removed his mouth, his gaze had turned opaque. He removed my leg from his shoulder and rose to his full height, crowding my body against the tile. His erection pressed deliciously against my belly. And even though I’d just come, I didn’t feel complete. Nor would I until he fucked me with his big dick.

The air between us grew thick with lust. He lifted me, wrapping my legs around his waist. His strength made me feel delicate and feminine in the way he could manhandle me as if I weighed nothing. His long shaft pressed against my folds. He rocked his hips, grinding his length through my cleft and rubbing my sensitive clit.

A frenzy took hold. My only thought was deriving as much pleasure from our bodies as humanly possible. I canted my hips, staring in his eyes, needing him like I needed air to breathe.

“What are you waiting for?” I blurted, aching to feel him inside me. Then rocked my hips, trying to angle my gyrations to take him inside.

“Are you that hungry for my cock, babe? Do you crave my dick pounding away in your cunt until you’re screaming my name?”

“Yes.” Too aroused to worry about my confession by letting him know just how much power he held over me at this moment. Because I would crawl across broken glass just to have him fuck me.

He growled. The deep rumble quivered through me. I gasped. My heart slammed into overdrive when he fit the head at my entrance. “Then take me like a good little slut.”

He slammed inside, thrusting so deep I saw stars. I’d never had it so good.

“Gideon.” His name tumbled out at the swath of ecstasy, lighting up my entire system. From this angle, he felt even larger, stretching my sheath until he bottomed out.

“Oh god!” It was so much dick.

“Uh huh, I’m gonna fuck this pussy until it milks my cock of all my come.” His hips rocked, thrusting, and retreating, firing all my nerve endings.

I whimpered, unable to form words at the pleasure flooding my body. I clasped my hands around his neck, holding on for dear life as he increased his tempo.

“Such a sweet little cunt that flutters and clutches at my dick like it can’t get enough. I could fuck this pussy all day long.” He leaned in and murmured in my ear. “But I really loved fucking your tight little ass last night and can’t wait for the opportunity to do it again.”

“Yes,” I cried, loving his filthy mouth. It added an eroticism to our coupling that only made our sex hotter.

“Is that what you want? Me fucking your tight asshole every morning until you're screaming in ecstasy and begging me for more.” He grunted, pistoning his shaft until it felt like his cock reached the back of my throat.

“Yes,” I wailed, writhing at his dirty words. “That’s what I want.”

He slammed inside me again and again with a snarl. “Fuck, you’re perfect. I don’t know that I will ever tire of your breathy little moans or the way your pussy clamps down on my dick. I might just have to keep you.”

Unable to form words, I moaned. The sound echoed in the shower. Because by god, I wanted to be kept by him and Axel. After years of being discounted and mistreated, the thought of having these men want me enough to share me, that they derived their pleasure through heaping boatloads of ecstasy upon me, cracked my heart wide open. They meant so much to me in a short time span, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Gideon’s hooded gaze smoldered. It was like staring inside the hottest part of a flame and reaching for the burn, because it was the only thing that took the pain away. “Yeah, you like the sound of that, don’t you? I can tell because your pretty cunt squeezed me like a vise. Do you want to be owned by me and Axel, babe? And then we would fuck you every day. Do you want to be ours?”

The picture he painted with words while his cock pumped inside me, driving me closer to the edge, left me gasping out the truth. “Yes. That’s what I want. You and Axel fucking my holes, taking me, making me your dirty little slut morning, noon, and night.”

Gideon growled with possession pulsing in his eyes. “This. Is. Our. Goddamn. Pussy.” He punctured the statement with brutal thrusts in time with each word. “Do you understand? No one else gets to fuck this pussy without our permission.”

“Yes. It’s yours.” Always. But I didn’t say the last part out loud. I didn’t want to freak him out over how entranced I was by his claiming. Because that’s what he’d done. He had claimed me. Declared his ownership. It went straight to my heart and loins.

His hand crept around my rear, sliding between my cheeks. His fingers grazed my tight, puckered anus. “And this is our ass to do with as we please. We might even share you with our friends.”

My pussy fluttered around his driving member.

“You want us to share you with Mateo and Chase, too?”

Too far gone in his naughty fantasy, my filters were nonexistent. I blurted, “Yes, that’s what I want, to be at the center of a gang bang. I want all four of you to take me. Capture me, blindfold me with my arms restrained while each one of you takes turns.” I admitted my dirtiest fantasy. The one I’d kept locked up tight for fear of repulsing them with my kink.

“Oh fuck, babe. I’ll make it happen.” His lips crushed mine in a torrid kiss that made my head spin and heart soar. He fucked me like he was mad at me. Like my body was a vessel for him to slake his lust. Our lovemaking was dirty and raw. He aggressively pounded my pussy. Hitting the lip of my cervix, the pleasurable pain sliced through me. I clawed at his shoulders. Slammed my hips against his as I took him in deep.

The man was reforging me with his fervent fucking.

It became too much. Pleasure overloaded my body and my brain. Until my entire system went into core system meltdown. I came on his hammering cock. I climaxed so hard fireworks exploded behind my closed lids, and I wailed my ecstasy into his mouth. His shaft plunged, pounding into my spasming sheath until I thought I would rocket off planet.

Gideon tore his mouth from mine and roared as hot jets of semen flooded my pussy. He thrust again and again as he filled me, drawing the ecstasy out, causing a secondary round of sputters in my core until he emptied the last drop.

We stood with my back pressed against the tile, hot water raining down upon us, as our breathing and heart rates returned to normal. He buried his face against my neck. His breath puffed against my skin and shivers erupted. Sated. Complete in ways I had never been before, I wanted to stay here forever.

Gideon shifted first. Lifting his face from the crook of my neck, he cast a lopsided, tender grin that melted my heart until I was putty in his hands.

“How’s this cute ass feeling this morning?” he asked, lowering me onto my feet and giving my butt a squeeze.

I blushed. I couldn’t help it around him. He made me feel all the things. I opened my mouth, but he cut me off before I could respond.

“Don’t lie to me, babe. If you do, I’ll discipline you. And we both know if I take you into the bedroom and bend you over the mattress to turn your ass red, I’ll wind up fucking you.”

My core clenched at his dark promise. “I wasn’t going to,” even if the thought of being disciplined by Gideon aroused me to no end, “I’m a little sore today. But I definitely want to do that again.”

His gaze caressed my body like he was adding a metric ton of naughty fantasies to the list we were compiling. “Have me fuck your ass or have Axel and I fuck you together again?”

My body lit up like a pinball machine he was playing. “Both.”

At his sensual stare that turned him downright hot as hell, my pussy clenched. “Good. Because I think my cock is addicted.”

A breath shuddered from my lungs at his intense stare. How different he was from my husband. Because there was no malevolent undercurrent present I had originally mistaken for passion. But only because I had been so inexperienced with men.

But with Gideon and Axel, there was passion and lust, but there was no malice present. Gideon looked at me with something akin to fascination and care. Like he had made it his mission to make me come as often as possible.

“What’s on your agenda for today?”

“I have some orders I need to pick up at a few local stores.”

“Hmm. I don’t like it. It will make you too vulnerable to attack. I can send Chase to pick those things up for you.”

I knew it was dangerous. But I also would not be relegated to being a prisoner in my home. I had already done that for four years and I was over it. “Yes, but that’s why I have you guys. You can come with me so I can do my shopping.”

I knew it only minimized the risk, but didn’t obliterate it. To be fair, the only thing that would do that was if they put me in a highly classified government facility with security above top secret clearance.

He shut off the water with a dark scowl. “And what if I forbid you from going?”

I flinched at the fury lacing his words. Then cursed myself. He would not hit me. Just because that’s what my life used to be like, it wasn’t any more.

“Forbid me? Are you kidding me right now?” Angry over his heavy handedness, I exited the shower and started drying off.

He followed me out but didn’t bother with a towel as he approached me. “I don’t think you realize the amount of danger you’re in. You need to take the threats by Santos seriously.”

“Yes, I do. You think I’m not, but I’m the one who lived with the mafia coming in and out of this house for four damn years. Luka targeted me. I’m the one he’s sworn to make his, not you.” Never again would I allow anyone to treat me like an imbecile.

“Then why would you want to go out in public like that? Because what you’re doing is providing him with him an opportunity to nab you.”

“Because I already lived my life having one tyrant dictate every moment of my life, I won’t have another.” I wrapped the towel around my body, then defiantly said, “I’m leaving in an hour. I expect at least two of you to go with me, because that’s why I hired you.”

“Kylie,” Gideon growled with a dark scowl. He looked like he wanted to shake some sense into me.

Be that as it might be, I wouldn’t cave, not on this. And if Luka grabbed me, well then, at least I had surrendered and experienced the best sex of my life with Gideon and Axel. It might not be the best life by normal standards, but it was better than anything I’d experienced. “No. This isn’t up for debate. You can either do the job I hired you to do, or I’ll find another team. Don’t push me around or bar me from doing something.”

He stalked forward. I retreated until I bumped into the vanity. He remained unclothed and stood there in all his naked glory. His nearness affected me. I’d just come harder than ever before, but my body didn’t care as tingles shot through my core.

He leaned close until his face was inches from mine. He forced my head back to stare up at his imposing face, taking an uber dominant stance. “You might pay the bill, babe, but let’s be clear. We’ll keep you alive despite your determination to get yourself killed. If you want to act like a spoiled princess, be my guest. I’ll send Axel and Chase with you. But know this: if there’s any situation that I feel is too dangerous, I will yank you out of it faster than you can blink. Because that’s what you hired me and my team to do—keep you alive.”

And then he stalked out of the bathroom. I stood with a hand over my racing heart, shaking, wondering where I lost the upper hand. His disdain made me feel young and stupid. But he didn’t understand that I’d been in prison these last four years. A gilded one but a prison, nonetheless. And now that I was finally free, he wanted to imprison me again?

Then to hell with him. I didn’t need him. This was my life, not his.