Page 31 of Winter's End

“Ride me hard and fast, little violet. I need you to use me until you’re spent, and then I’m going to fill you with my cum.”

I pulled myself up into a crunch as she obliged, rubbing her clit on my pubic bone as she bounced up and down on my cock. My bound hands nestled between her breasts as she made me a vessel for her gratification. She pressed her thumbs against my throat, increasing the pressure the more she fucked me. It slowly cut off my air supply, enhancing every sensation in my body.

She held me there—not enough to choke, but enough that my vision blurred. She cried out her release and her cum coated me as I finally had permission to fill her like I promised.

Winter released my throat, cupping my cheeks in her hands. Her glassy, sated stare honed in on me while our combined arousal seeped out of her and into my lap.

“You good, Big Guy?”

I kissed her with a ferocity I couldn’t tame any longer. I was feral for this woman, an untamed animal that only needed her.

“There are cameras in here, you know.”

The arrogant sound of Pretty Boy himself came from somewhere behind me. I didn’t react or respond, letting Winter take the lead with her other—whatever he was.

Winter slowly rose from my lap; my primal satisfaction seeing the wetness dripping down her thighs as she stood made me grin in Logan’s direction.

He was leaning against the door, a cocky grin on his face and an obvious bulge in his sweats. Whether he had come down here for a workout himself, or simply to watch the action, I couldn’t be sure, but there was no doubting what we’d been up to on the mats of his gym.

“I’m the town harlot, don’t you know, Logan? Might as well live up to the reputation.”

She made no move to pull on her leggings, standing bared and proud twenty feet away from him. I released my hands from her sports bra—the fabric now stretched and ruined from the wear. It had never been that tight to begin with, but I’d indulged her because I enjoyed being tied up and at her mercy. Since that fact didn’t scare her, I looked forward to what else she’d be willing to do.

Oddly, I didn’t feel as possessive as I had imagined I’d feel with another man eyeing my violet like he was as starved for her as I was.

“I’ll get them erased,” he said seriously, and his arrogant smirk evaporated into a concerned frown. “I take it training went well?”

Not that I reported to him or was indebted to him for anything in this world, but I spoke up.

“She did well. She’s got strength and agility. It won’t take long where she’ll be able to decently protect herself.”

“From bad guys, or your cock?” Logan’s smirk was back, an eyebrow raised at me.

“I don’t need protection from his cock.” Winter leveled his smirk with one of her own. “He needed protection from me.”

She winked at me as I pulled my shorts back on, fully aware of the scratch and bite marks complimenting the tattoos across my torso like new artwork.

“Apparently,” Logan muttered sardonically as he picked up Winter’s sweatshirt from the corner of the room and tossed it to her. “If you don’t cover up, I’m going to be the one bitingyou, so do us both a favor.”

“You wish,” Winter tossed back before pulling the sweater over her head and covering up her beautiful breasts. She tugged on her leggings next as Logan and I both watched with admiration.

“Sure do, Princess. I just hope you end our lessons the same way.” He wriggled his eyebrows suggestively and left the gym before she could retort.

I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the top of her head before we went our separate ways for the night.

I’d decided to have Winter tonight, all of her, and the men that came along with it. It wasn’t a decision out of lust or want, but out of the unbridled need to have this family in my life, whatever that looked like.

We weren’t out of the woods yet, and to quote Travis, life was about to get messier.

But now? Now, I wouldn’t have to do it alone.

CHAPTER 9

WINTER

Craaaaaaack.

The deafening rumble of bowling pins being blown to smithereens by Travis’ accurate strike reverberated through me.