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Chapter 25

Our Girl

Phillip

T he night I asked her to stay, that I didn’t mind a piece of her as long as I could still have her, I knew what I signed up for—whether it was to chase every tiresome villain through the realms to get my Liebling back or share her with others. But the idea that some of those others might be, in no uncertain terms, villains themselves wasn’t something I anticipated, and it was definitely not something I’d ever fucking allow.

That kotzbrocken dared to put his hands on her.

I couldn’t understand how he’d gotten so powerful. Was he dabbling in dark magic? What changed? I couldn’t put my finger on it, but no matter what he did, I’d outsmart him. I always did. If he wanted a fight, he’d get it.

She might think he was worth keeping around, but I had my doubts. Something about the way he followed her everywhere she went and arrogantly laid claim to her time rubbed me wrong—well, worse than normal.

Still, V was back safe, so I’d let the dummkopf live. For now. But I’d keep an even closer eye on him because I sensed a change in her, too, when it came to Cassius. The way her eyes tracked him, it was the same way she looked at that troublesome female assassin and Sloan. She was one word or touch away from giving into them. Whatever they wanted, she’d give. It was the entire reason an undeserving bastard like me got my hands on her in the first place.

But that night I promised to be happy with a piece of her, I’d meant it. I wouldn’t get in her way, only be a shadow keeping her safe from her own ill-advised lust. Sloan I could forgive. He was worthy of her affection. He’d treat her the way she deserved. But that apathetic killer who called herself Jo and the Dark Fae could get fucking bent. No way in hell I’d let either of them have any part of her. They’d have to fight me for it.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t tell V who she should give her affection to—and I wouldn’t if I could help it—but I’d keep her so busy she wouldn’t have time for anyone else. And when I couldn’t, I’d pass the torch to Sloan because I didn’t only trust him with my life but V’s, too.

Tilting my head and dropping kisses along V’s shoulder, I slid my fingers over her clit. She stiffened, and her breath caught.

I wasn’t a prude. I’d shared before. Never with Sloan, but I couldn’t deny that the idea of my mate losing his bloody mind while I pleasured our girl definitely appealed to me more than I thought it would. I even fantasized about what he’d do if he were here watching the two of us together. Would he suffer in a corner, or would he join in? Would we take turns fucking her, or would we get her between us and have her from both ends?

It surprised me how much I got off on the idea of having V between us, giving the little fiery Hunter more than she could handle. More than she ever dreamt of having. We’d have to go about it slow and ease her into it, but maybe it wasn’t as terrible as I first thought to share her. Maybe I didn’t hate the idea of Sloan joining us.

I hadn’t humored the thought of sharing her at first, not when I’d fought so hard to win her back from him, but now that I was, I couldn’t argue that the possibilities were endless.

V's head fell back against my chest as I slid fingers inside her. “Hear that, mate? Two fingers and she can barely keep herself upright.”

Sloan’s heavy breathing echoed in my ear. “How wet is she?”

“Soaking,” I answered in a guttural voice, finger-fucking her until her legs and insides vibrated.

V moaned, legs wobbling underneath her. She’d collapse if I wasn’t careful. Not that I wouldn’t catch her. If anything, I looked forward to it.

Our heightened hearing meant that I didn’t have to bother telling her what Sloan was saying. She’d hear it all, and it was the entire reason her pussy tightened around my fingers; the reason her body clenched and her hips bucked, seeking more friction.

I pressed into her from behind, already uncomfortably hard. She made a wanting sound, and it got me fucking throbbing. With a thrust against her backside, I gave our girl a taste of what I had planned. She responded by lifting her arm and wrapping it around my neck.

When her head turned, I licked her open mouth before driving my tongue inside. Her little mewl of appreciation bounced off the walls, no doubt heard by the other man listening on the other end of the phone.

“That’s a good girl,” I whispered into the shell of her ear. “Fucking you today is going to be such a goddamn treat. Let that saucy tosser hear what he’s missing out on.”

Sloan’s breath caught, and I could hear rustling noises. “Get her on the bed and tell me how she tastes,” he urged. His voice had gone gravelly. Based on the sounds in the background, he’d started to stroke himself. “Hand her the mobile, mate. I want our girl to tell me everything. No offense, but your voice just doesn’t do it for me.”

“Can’t say I blame you,” I clapped back, laughing.

V fucked herself on my fingers, tired of the teasing. “I don’t care what, but just do something, asshole.”

Grinning in victory, I pushed V over to the bed. She complied without complaint. I wasn’t the only one getting off on the turn of events. After handing the little minx the phone with a sly grin, I got her out of her clothes and spread her legs the way I liked them. The redhead wet her lips, lust-lidded eyes transfixed to me, and pressed the phone against her ear. She listened to Sloan whisper things to her while I sucked on her clit and got a finger back inside of her. She tasted sweeter for some reason. Maybe because I got to have her when he couldn’t.

“How’s it feel, love?” he asked her.

“Fuck, I don’t know.”

“Sure you do. Put your hand on his head and make him go where you feel it the most—the same way you do when I’m between your legs.”

V groaned low in her throat, stomach retracting, and did exactly what she was told. She sunk a hand into my hair and guided my mouth to all her favorite spots. My cock throbbed and pushed against my pants. It should bother me how wet she was, bother me how much Sloan was clearly getting to her, but it only made me more desperate to fuck her with him listening.

He'd know he wasn’t the only one who could get our girl off the way she liked.

Driving my tongue inside and getting my cock loose of its prison, I stroked myself to the sounds of her moans and the low groans Sloan tried to smother but couldn’t. It was in his tone how much he was turned on by what I was doing to her, and I wanted to torture him just as much as I was already torturing V.

“Click on the video, love. Let me see what he’s doing to you,” Sloan demanded in a husky whisper, and V cursed, back arching.

I traced her wet slit’s shape with the tip of my tongue before pulling away. Her eyes were on me, asking for permission. What a good girl she was.

Smirking, I nodded. “Let him see, maus.”

I added another finger, fucking her with them in a way that would drive her absolutely wild. Her legs quaked, and she struggled to hold onto the phone so she could do what he asked. I teased her clit with my thumb, satisfied that even after all we’d done, I could still get her exactly the way I wanted her—failing to do anything but moan my name and react to the pleasure I gave her.

“Fuck. Just…wait a second, Phil,” she pleaded. “Oh, god.”

Ignoring her, I rubbed harder circles over the sensitive nub and watched her body dance with terrible bliss. Sloan groaned in frustration, desperate to see our girl succumbing to the pleasure I gave her, so I slowed my movements and nodded at the phone.

“Go on, mein Schatz.”

With a shaky hand and her body covered in sweat, she finally clicked on the video. When she turned the phone my way, Sloan was propped up against his bed’s headboard with his cock out and already in hand, watching the two of like we were his personal show—and honestly, we were. It might’ve started as a thing I did to V, but now we were all victims of its torture.

V's eyes fled down her body to where I was between her legs, asking a question I didn’t immediately decipher. Then I realized she was afraid I’d stop here; that my punishment was to end gratification altogether and steal the moment from her. She wanted more, and when I flicked her clit with my tongue, her fear was quickly replaced by excitement. How could I ever deny my sweet maus anything she clearly wanted enough to worry it’d end?

“Set it on the side table,” I instructed.

V’s eyes closed as she sucked in a breath, then she leaned the phone against the lamp on the bedside table so it’d capture us on the bed. She did her best to make sure Sloan could see both of us, but the angle could be better, so I’d fix it soon.

Staring at her, I got to my feet and undressed without a second of hesitation. I rarely cared about being naked in front of others, but the way V always seemed surprised by my tattoos and piercings made disrobing around her sexier somehow. She acted like she’d forgotten all about my body and how hot she found it in the day we hadn’t been naked. So I took my time, discarding each piece with a pointed stare fixed to her.

Out of my periphery, Sloan’s eyes wandered to me a few times, but they were quickly back on V to see her reaction. It might be dark where he was, but even I could see how hungry his stare was. He wished it was him. He was envious he couldn’t be the one making her sing out in pleasure.

His hand squeezed and slid down his shaft a few times while watching the two of us. Like me, he was lost to the atmosphere, and he wasn’t afraid to show just how much he liked what was happening between the three of us.

I beckoned her with a finger, and she crawled over to me like it was second nature. Because it was. I grabbed myself around the base, putting it directly at her mouth, then took a handful of her hair in an unforgiving grip.

“Get it wet, maus.”

Her eyes sliced up to my face, but this wasn’t a new command. Still, she played her role well enough—always hesitant and asking at first, but then feral and lost to our plays shortly thereafter.

Her tongue peeked out, licking the crown before taking the full length of me all the way to the hilt. I swallowed and tilted my head back, overcome by the sensation of her perfect fucking mouth wrapped around my cock. She’d gotten so damn good at using her tongue, it was shivers down my spine every time.

“Fuck, that’s perfect, V.”

Her little moan was another explosion of sensation in my lower stomach. She swallowed around my cock like I’d taught her. She was a quick study. I’d never get tired of how well she used her throat. One glance at the phone told me that Sloan was boiling over with envy. It gave me a giddy feeling in my stomach, and my cock throbbed in our girl’s mouth when I thought about how desperate he’d be in the end.

The pleasure of her skilled tongue and vibrating throat made it impossible not to fuck her mouth so hard she’d choke on it. With both hands, I slid in and out, fitting my entire length before retracting. I fought to stay off the edge as she worked her tongue against the spots that drove me mad. I didn’t want it to end here, so I yanked her head so she came off with a pop.

“On your back,” I growled at her.

V swallowed and wiped her mouth before quickly lying back on the bed. I got our little Hunter out of her clothes and fixed the phone so Sloan could see everything I did to her. V stole glances at it, but I grabbed her around the jaw and slammed my mouth down on hers. Rubbing the crown of my cock against her wet opening, I teased her body into another curve. Sloan’s wanting groan hit my ears, and I slid my eyes over to the screen to watch him stroke himself faster.

Fuck. I was way more into this than I ever thought I would be. It was a major fucking turn on to have her when he couldn’t.

“That’s it, maus. Let him hear you. Let him see how good I fuck you so there’s no question you’re being taken care of while he’s away.”

“But I—” she started before I cut her off with another kiss.

Her hands clung to my biceps as I forced myself inside her, fitting my full length in a slow, agonizing push. Her fingers cut into my flesh before it healed.

“Phil,” she whispered, begging for it faster.

I knew my girl. She wasn’t satisfied with slow and sensual. She wanted it rough and violent. She didn’t want to think. She wanted to lose herself in ecstasy. And that was exactly what I’d give her.

I smacked my hips into her over and over, angling her legs so I could drive my cock deeper. Her moans floated between us, and she struggled against the intensity of my thrusts, her wet heat clenching down all around me.

“Fuck, you’re tight.”

Sloan’s harsh breaths and steady strokes resounded from where the phone was propped up. I leveled my gaze on him as I sucked her hard nipple into my mouth, then traced the areola for him to see. I pounded into her without pausing, paying special attention to her breasts and neck before devouring her mouth again.

Everywhere I could touch, I did. I marked every part of her body despite knowing they’d fade immediately. But he’d see the marks—my marks—and that was all that mattered.

When Sloan closed his eyes, hand working over his cock with urgency, I flipped her over and lifted her up by the hips. Then I drove my cock into her without a fragment of mercy. I wanted her loud and begging. I didn’t care who heard it. If anything, I wanted them to hear with brutal clarity whose she was. Who it was that gave her pleasure every night. Whose body she craved.

Growling, I bent over her and rubbed her clit with every thrust. “Tell me how it feels, mein Schatz.”

“You’re too fucking deep, Phil,” she moaned. “Slow down.”

She might be complaining, but her hips were moving with mine, just as wild and desperate for a faster pace. The tight clench on my cock and seductive dance of her body told me she was far more into it than she’d ever admit. And by the little sounds Sloan made, he was plenty familiar with the game she liked to play.

Her moans were smothered by the bedding, but not for long. I grabbed her around the throat and dragged her up so Sloan could see her entire body with mine outlining it as my hips continued to smack into her backside. V cried out, fighting the hold I had on her, but I wouldn’t let her go.

She could overpower me. She wouldn’t, though. She liked it just as much as I did.

I sucked on her neck and ear, sliding my hand down her front until I could torture her clit again. Her reaction was instantaneous. She anchored herself to my arm, her hot insides tightening around me.

“Fuck,” I groaned, nearly losing my pace. I couldn’t get over how wet and incredible she felt.

Sloan’s ocean gaze devoured every inch of her writhing body locked against mine. Every muscle in the other Hunter’s torso was flexed taut as his hand moved faster, thumb swiping over the crown of his cock several more times. By the way his stomach clenched off and on, he was going to come. So was V. Her tight heat clamped down on me in sputtered pulses, signaling that she was dangerously close.

I sped up, aiming to release around the same time as her. With only a few more thrusts, she came. So did Sloan. He put a hand over the head of his cock to catch the liquid spurting out the top, but even then, some landed on his chest. After a few more hard smacks, I finally came and spilled myself deep inside of her, claiming what would always be mine no matter who else she fucked.

My Liebling.

Kissing her, I reached for the phone. V slumped back onto the bed, completely shattered. So, I clicked the video off before sighing and muttering, “That’s all you get, mate. Best of luck with the rebellion and Theo’s defeat, but I’ve got it from here. Hope you enjoyed the show.”

“You’re such a cheeky bastard,” came his throaty reply. “I don’t need to tell you that today can’t happen again. Next time you won’t get off lightly. I’ll come all the way over there to kick your sorry arse.” Sloan rarely cursed, and his accent always got heavier when he was angry, so I knew he meant it. He trusted me to keep her safe, and I’d fucked it all up. I deserved the tongue-lashing.

“Yeah, yeah.” I huffed a laugh before ending the call.

V was still out of it, her face pressed into the pillow with her red hair a crazy mess around her head. I was still inside of her because I wasn’t done. Not in the least. I’d need her, at minimum, three more times to feel satisfied.

I revived the mood with a simple roll of my hips. She gasped, over sensitized by her orgasm, but she didn’t fight it, just let me do whatever I wanted. I’d nearly lost her, so it was a small price for her to pay to give me the time I needed to reassure myself she was alive and well.

“You…insatiable asshole,” she rasped.

Getting her onto her back again, I grabbed my Liebling around the throat and forced our eyes to meet. “That’s right, V. I deserve a fucking reward for trusting you to come home after what happened. I’m not ready to lose you, so no more running off with Cash.” I sunk into her over and over, speeding up as the blood hardened my cock again.

I’d been with so many women, but none of them had ever felt as good as V did. I’d never truly had a home, but whenever I fucked her, it was the closest I came to one.

After kissing her forehead, I pressed mine against hers. Then I fucked her like no one was watching—because they weren’t. She was mine and mine alone for the two hours I spent driving my cock into her.