Page 94 of Viper

“Suck,” he grates.

She obeys, sucking them greedily into her mouth, as her fingers weave into my hair with Reaper’s, pulling me closer.

“You want to come, don’t you, Kitten?” Reaper’s voice scrapes out of him, desperate, like an animal straining against chains, seconds from snapping. He bends his knees, angling himself lower, and grinds his cock into the back of my hand. “You want to come on his tongue while I watch?”

Keeping my eyes locked with his, I push against her tight hole, moving myself lower, my jaw straining, and drive my tongue into her. I thrust in and out, fucking her, making my cock pulse with need from her muffled begs. How she grinds against my face, soaking my chin.

“That’s a good girl,” Reaper purrs. He thrusts his hips again, driving her harder onto me. “Ride his face.”

One of Delilah’s hands grasps his forearm, nails biting into his skin, the other gripping my hair by the roots, tugging as she swirls her hips. The door thuds behind him, as Reaper drives his hard cock into my knuckles, forcing her pussy on my face. She lights up, a live wire, her whole body pulsing with need. I withdraw my tongue, and suck her clit roughly into my mouth, and she nearly sobs.

“Be a good little kitty and come for us. Don’t hold back,” he whispers. “He’s been dreaming of this just like I have. Let him taste how desperate you are.”

She writhes wildly as I suck and lick, throwing her head back against his chest. The low light catches the thin pale column of her neck.

I keep my eyes open, drinking in the sight of her above me. From my knees, she’s a vision, all delicate lines and neediness. Power and strength and shameless want.

I let her ass go, and drive two fingers into her, and she shatters.

“Fuck,” Reaper breathes, the back of his head thudding against the door, his chest heaving.

I work her through her release, thrusting my fingers into her, until she releases my hair and shoves me away. Delilah slumps against Reaper, and I shoot up, pulling his fingers free, capturing her mouth, her taste still on my tongue. The proof that she belongs to us.

“I wish I had time to fuck you, Princess,” I breathe, grinding into her, my cock so hard it’s painful.

“Please, yes,” she whispers.

As much as I want to take her right here, with Reaper at her back holding her for me, I know we don’t have time. I grip her leggings and tug them up. Outside the door, boots thud and my heart jackhammers. A muffled voice and an answering laugh make us all still. Cold reality punches me in the gut and crashes through the primal haze, pulling us all back to the current nightmare.

Reaper makes a sound in his throat, like he’s remembering too, and slips out from behind her, adjusting himself. Quickly I adjust her clothes, and smooth down her hair, then let her go, ignoring the hot desire coursing through me.

Hooking a finger under her chin, I force her eyes onto me. In the dark room, they gleam with something that looks and feels too close to desperation, and I press my lips to her forehead. “Today won’t happen again.”

She lets out a slow, steady breath, then slips away. “How many boys were at the school?” she asks.

I exchange a look with Reaper. Even in the dark, I sense his confusion. It’s such a strange question, and such a sharp contrast to what we just did, my brows knit.

“Why?” I ask.

Delilah tugs at her sweater, looking toward the windows and the night sky peeking through the open curtains. She shrugs. “Curious about how many brothers you had.”

Had.She said they talked today and I can’t help but wonder what all Father revealed.

“Five,” Reaper says. “I have only five brothers.”

My heart pangs. Reaper pulls the door open, and dull light floods the room, highlighting her frown.

I run my hand along her back, and she shifts my way. “This will be over soon.”

With a nod, she marches out into the hall. When I meet Reaper’s eyes, I know how untrue it is.

This is just the beginning.

Chapter 30

Viper

Twenty-fourhoursafterourchat with Dave, Breaker and I pull up in the black sedan we rented along with the estate and its staff to the back door of one of Rune’s largest nightclubs. The driver climbs out and rushes to my side, but I’m already opening the door and stepping out into the dark alley. The car door slams, and I turn to find Breaker watching me over the roof of the car. He meets my eyes, and for a millisecond I see the same tension that’s coursing through me rush over him, before he covers it.