Page 26 of Lore (Serpents of Chaos MC #3)
ATIANA
It’s been a few hours, and Lore and the men still aren’t back. If anything happens to any of them, I mean, I know Trent is no badass. He can’t fight or anything, but he’s a manipulative bastard, and what about these connections he was referring to? Trent is smart and calculating.
“They’re going to be fine,” Lu assures me, placing a box of cupcakes in front of me. “Eat… it will make you feel better.”
Haze shakes his head, smirking. He’s one of the few men left behind to watch over us. “This is why I have to do extra time in the gym.”
Lu rolls her eyes and points to his stomach. “You have an eight-pack.”
“And I just ate an eight-pack of cookies,” he replies, lifting one of her blonde curls and twirling it around his fingers. “Which means, we should go and do some sparring. What do you think?”
“Now?” Lu asks, looking both intrigued and horrified.
“You know, I need to admit something to you both,” I blurt out, and both sets of eyes turn to me.
“The first night I was here, I went down into the kitchen to get something to drink…”
Lu’s brows furrow, her eyes suddenly widening when she realizes what I’m getting at. “Oh my God.”
Haze laughs, his shoulders shaking. “I knew someone was there, but I didn’t know who.”
Lu slaps his arm. “It’s not funny! That was her first impression of us.” She turns to me. “I am so sorry… free desserts for life. We probably traumatized you. If you need to see a therapist, I’ll pay for that too.”
“Or it made her hot enough to give Lore another chance.” Haze smirks, his amber eyes dancing with amusement.
I burst out laughing, and in the end, they both join me.
Suit sits next to me and takes out one of the Biscoff cupcakes. “Fuck, yeah. I knew it was a good choice to stay behind.”
“I’m surprised Lore let you stay behind,” Haze replies, smirking.
“He didn’t want me to,” Suit explains, licking some icing off his lips. “But Prez asked him when he’d become President.”
“Oh shit,” Haze mutters, his shoulder shaking as he laughs.
Suit rubs the pad of his thumb across his lower lip. “Apparently, he doesn’t trust me with his precious cargo.”
“Does he mean me or Dove?” I tease, knowing how jealous Lore gets whenever Suit holds her.
Suit grins and casually rolls up his shirt sleeves. I share a look with Lu, who also stares in interest as his arms are revealed. Arm porn in real time.
“I’m right here,” Haze reminds her, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. “Sparring time.” He turns to us and calls out, “No one comes to the gym!”
“I’ve already learned my lesson,” I mutter.
“I hope they sanitize afterward,” he comments, his smile widening as Dove runs up to him. “Uncle Suit!”
“Uncle?” I tease, and she nods as Suit lifts her onto his lap.
“Bones said he’s my uncle,” she explains, putting her finger in her mouth and studying him. “So you my uncle too.”
The way she says uncle sounds more like uncal.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been called uncle before,” Suit admits, a gentle expression in his gray eyes.
Rider runs up with his toy sword, Xanthe chasing behind him with her own. She takes a few deep breaths. “I think I need to go to the gym more often.”
I notice Ghost watching her from the corner of the room, but he looks away when he catches me noticing.
“What’s the deal with her and Ghost?” I ask Suit when they both run off again.
“Who fucking knows,” he replies, putting Dove back down on the floor. We both watch her chase after her brother, who stands in front of her, protecting her from the swordplay.
My heart melts.
Rider is the best big brother in the world.
After the kids are asleep, I head into Lore’s room with the baby monitor in case they wake up and need me.
I don’t know how long I’ve been asleep when I feel the white sheet pulled down off me, my thighs gently pulled apart, and his lips at my pussy.
He lies down on his stomach, like a sniper, and I know he’s settling in to be down there as long as is necessary.
I love that about him. There’s no rush or pressure.
He’s not doing this just so he can get to his turn, he genuinely enjoys pleasuring me this way.
My man loves to eat my pussy.
A breathy sound leaves my lips as I reach down and rake my fingers through his thick hair. His tongue licks me just the way I like it, teasing at first before he sucks on my clit. He slides one finger inside me, and then two when he finds how wet I am for him.
“So fucking ready for me,” he murmurs with approval, curling his fingers while his tongue works its magic. “How lucky am I to have this waiting for me? Such a perfect greedy pussy.”
His words send me over the edge, and I cover my mouth with my hand to stop from screaming out. My thighs tremble, and my hips rise. Lore squeezes my ass, continuing to eat me until I push his head away. He gets up on his knees, and I grin when I see he’s already naked.
“My turn,” I whisper, taking his cock in my hand and stroking up and down.
He’s so fucking hard like steel, so thick and perfect.
I lick the head, sucking it into my mouth and running my tongue over it.
He hisses in a breath, watching me closely while I slowly take him into the back of my throat.
His hand cups the side of my face, his thumb tracing down the column of my neck.
“Prettiest sight ever,” he rasps, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip. “Such a good fucking girl for me, Butterfly. You like seeing your name there? Knowing that my cock is yours and only yours?”
I nod my head around his dick, and it’s the truth. I love seeing my name tattooed there, knowing that he got it long before I came back into his life.
I wasn’t alone in this obsession.
My cheeks hollow as I keep sucking his length, my eyes fluttering closed.
“Eyes on me,” he growls, his tone demanding and full of hunger. “Don’t look away. I want you to swallow every drop. Can you do that for me?”
Fuck, when he talks to me like this, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for him.
His hands move to my hair, threading through the strands and tugging as he starts to come.
“Fuck, yes,” he grunts, as I swallow him down. He starts to fuck my face, and I let him, loving watching him lose control like that. My fingernails dig into his thighs, and I know he likes that extra dash of pain.
“Ass in the air, I’m going to fuck you hard, Butterfly.”
I get on my knees, bending over with my arms spread out in front of me.
He fucks me hard, making me come all over his dick before he joins me.
And when we fall asleep, it’s with him still inside me.