Page 88 of Sadistic Retribution

He leans down, his tongue meeting my clit. He circles it, fucking me with his fingers. My orgasm builds so quickly, I forget how to breathe. The sweet burn spreads from my abdomen to my pussy, the fire igniting every nerve in my body.

I start babbling nonsense. “Please, God, please, I’m so close...”

He wraps his lips around my clit, and sucks. With a primal scream, I come so hard, my vision doubles. My hips buck wildly as he draws it out as long as he can.

Once I regain control of my muscles, and I can speak, I beg him, “I need you inside me, Hunter. Now.”

A smile spreads across his gorgeous face, and he moves up my body. Covering me, he nudges my entrance with his cock. “You ready, Pretty Girl?”

“I’ve been ready for ages,” I complain, and he laughs. Hunter slowly starts to push his way inside, going torturously slow. I stretch so much, it feels like I could break. He pauses, but I don’t allow that. “Don’t you fucking stop!”

He leans in, nuzzling my neck. His lips capture mine as he seats himself fully. My raspy breaths match his, and he moves. Slow, sensual. For the first time in my life, I truly feel like I’m being made love to. He grinds his hips in circles, touching every part of my inner walls.

I start clenching around him, gripping him tight.

“You’re close,” Hunter breathes out. Keeping eye contact, he reaches down with one hand and rubs my clit in those delicious circles. I gasp, the second orgasm hitting me so hard and fast, everything spins. I scream—hot liquid gushing out of me endlessly. I soak him, my orgasm going on and on. Tears roll down my face, it’s too much. But it just keeps fucking going.

With a hoarse yell, Hunter comes, too. Hot pulses of his come fill me up, dripping out before he’s even done.

“I love you,” I cry, with so much emotion in my voice.

“I love you, Pretty Girl. You're so perfect. A treasure—a gift.” Hunter rises, going to his bathroom, coming back with a warm rag. He cleans me gently, almost reverently. “Close your eyes and sleep, love. I've got you. I'll hold you as you sleep.”

I slip under before he finishes his sentence. Content, and happy—so fucking happy.

Chapter 31

Phoenyxx

I'm so refreshedafter a full night of sleep. Hunter has warmed my heart, at least part of it. I honestly don’t know if I can ever forgive the others.

Shrugging it off for now, we’re on our way out, back to the guys’ apartment. He fed me a full breakfast and coffee, so I'm ready as ever to face them.

I don’t know if Valley is there, and if she’s not, I will go find her. We walk up to their door, knocking once. It flies open, my best friend smiling a dazzling smile, rushing us inside.

“Nyx! I missed you.” She hugs me so hard, it pushes air out of me.

“Oof, Val, I missed you, too. So much.” I’m so awed by her. Even with Bryan still unaccounted for, she looks so damn grateful. Her sunshine is infectious, helping to improve my mood.

Movement behind her alerts me to the guys’ appearance. Synn is the first one to get to me. He tries to touch me, but I dart backwards. Trikk and Ghost make it to me, like eager puppies. They both try to hug me, and I shake my head.

“Look—no one is touching me. I do not forgive any of you yet.”

Razor scoffs, strolling in with Purge and Frost. “Looks like you forgave Doc just fine.”

“He didn’t make me think my bestie was dead,” I snap back. “Not even close to being the same.”

Hunter leads me over to the sofa, pulling me down into his lap. Valley sits to my left, and Synn rushes to take the spot on my right. The others pile onto the sofa opposite me.

“Before any of you say anything, I have a question,” I start. “When I was down there, I was shown a lot of video clips. There were a bunch where you were all saying Valley was who you really wanted—you were just fucking using me to get to her. You all hated me...” I choke on the last part, emotion clogging my throat.

Frost is up and over to me in a blink. He kneels down, looking me in the eye. “Killer, that is the biggest, bullshit lie I’ve heard. I don’t know what they showed you, but none of it was true. Look at me, see what I'm telling you is true...”

His eyes swim with tears, and agony. Wait...emotions? Frost? What?

“Are you... feeling now?” I ask. “What happened? How?”

“You happened, Killer. You brought me the gift of emotion. I feel everything now, because of you. I love you, Phoenyxx. So fucking much.”