“No,” she yelled, finding her strength she used her only free hand, the hand that wasn’t pinned against his hard abs to claw at his face.
Like brushing away a gnat, Zane blocked her attack and easily caught her wrist manacling it tightly in his grip. Lifting her up, his lips found hers again in a fight she could not win. Crushing and merciless he gave her no chance to move as his skilled lips moved over hers, his tongue invading the depths of her mouth drawing out small, foreign whimpers from her throat. Adjusting her in his strong grip, he seated her deeper in the space between his firm thighs. Everly’s eyes sprung open in surprise as she felt the hard, hot length of him pressed into her backside.
Pushing away from his lips, only because he let her, Everly tried to plead again. “Please don’t…”
“I need to taste more of you,” he chanted again in a whisper against her neck, seemingly more to himself than to her as if in some sort of burning trance.
Using his free hand while the other still held her firmly, Everly cried out as he boldly cupped her sex pressing the blazing heat of his hand against the small defense of her cotton underwear. Thrashing wildly in his arms, Everly tried to dislodge him, tried to escape his hold. No matter what she did, Zane only held firm around her. Desperately Everly stretched in his hold trying to see beyond Zane’s broad shoulders to where Reid was laying. The spot was empty. Opening her mouth to scream her voice strangled in her throat when she felt his hand move against her. Crackling heat swirled through her body as his thick fingers began to stroke her, leaving her throbbing at every pulse of his movement. Her trapped hand, which was wedged against him, clawed at the flesh of his stomach digging her nails into his hot skin, while her other hand went rigid in his grasp. Petrified in his hold, Everly bit the inside of her cheeks to keep herself from crying out, as his hand stroked faster against her dampening underwear.
“No, Everly don’t you dare hold back,” Zane’s harsh voice rasped snapping her attention back to his, “I want to hear you.”
A surge of anger gave her a moment of clarity through the thick fog of her mind. Sealing her lips tighter Everly turned her head into his chest, she would lay their stiff and unmoving. She would not respond to him.
The stroking movements of his hand stopped immediately at her open resistance. With a rumbling growl, Everly felt his grip wrap around the thin barrier of fabric, brushing his knuckles against her dark thatch of curls. Swiftly, he yanked her underwear down her legs leaving it to dangle uselessly around one of her ankles.
Jerking her head back to look at him she shrieked, “Zane stop!”
He ignored her, standing up he turned with her in his arms and laid her back down on the bed with her head pointing to the foot of the bed and her feet near the headboard. Twisting to scramble away, Zane clamped one hand around her knee crawling onto the bed himself to kneel before her, trapping her. Holding each of her knees apart, Zane stared down at her exposed glistening sex with fierce triumph. Everly couldn’t move, could not hide, she was forced to lay here exposed to him. Tears glided down the sides of her face, as her chest hitched with a deep sob.
Covering her face with both hands, she cried harder. This can’t be happening, they couldn’t do this to her. She cried, unsure if she said the words aloud or not.
Feeling the bed shift around her, Everly felt Zane’s grip around her wrist before he pulled her hands away revealing her tear-stained face. Meeting his gaze directly Everly stared at the pain in his bright eyes.
“Everly, my love,” his voice was thick and strained as he whispered. “Baby I am not going to hurt you,” his frown deepened as he tried to make her understand, to accept his words. “You have to give us a chance. To show you how much we need you.”
Holding himself above her with one hand, he wiped the tears from her face with the rough pad of his thumb. Opening her mouth to speak, Zane lowered himself down closer to her, hovering easily just above her lips he caught her words with his mouth. Kissing her softly he pulled away watching her, waiting. Again, she attempted to speak and again he pressed his lips against her kissing her softly. The pattern persisted until she stopped trying to speak altogether until all she could focus on through the heady fog of her mind was the darkening of his azure gaze and his hand slowly roaming further down her body.
His callused hand settled on the small rise of her stomach, and her whole body froze.
Real fear shined back at him from her eyes as she lay there, petrified, under his heavy hand. The intense gaze never left hers as he began to caress the small bump.
Placing another kiss against her lips. “Let us protect you, Everly,” he moved and placed another kiss on her neck. “Both of you,” his hand cupped her stomach softly.
The unfurling heat returned to her with even greater force as she watched him with heavy breaths, as he unbuttoned her nightshirt kissing his way downwards. Stopping above the rise of her stomach her eyes met his, never breaking contact, as he kissed her tiny baby bump. The wave of tingling pleasure that coursed through her from that simple action took her breath away, and she shifted uncomfortably. Agitated all over. Breaking his gaze from hers, Zane rained more torturous kisses on her stomach until she could hear small whimpers breaking from her throat. Lower and lower he moved until his face stopped right above her wet heat.
Confused she gave him a questioning look. Surely, he would not kiss her there? Zane read her unspoken question and smiled largely, bearing his white teeth in the dark room. The delight in his eyes scared her. Dipping his head further, Everly moaned when she felt the tickle of his breath against her folds. It felt as if her heart was going to stop from the lingering suspense.
Reaching for his head she clutched at a handful of his hair, intending to pull him away, but he didn’t budge. The hot pressure of his mouth on her broke her in half.
Screaming his name, her hand clutched at his hair as he stroked and lapped at her swollen clit. His tongue danced against the bundle of nerves causing her body to twist and heave under his assault. Shamelessly, she rocked into his tongue as he penetrated her sex, while his thumb resumed attention at her throbbing needy clit. Tighter and tighter her body wound as she listened to the wet sounds his mouth created against her mixing with her desperate cries.
“Please,” she begged, nearly sobbing as she writhed her hips closer to his mouth. So close, she was so close to breaking.
The feeling of his teeth softly tugging at her aching clit shattered her reality. A series of cascading vibrations broke through the spiraling tension, sending spasming shudders of euphoria to every nerve in her body.
“Fuuuck,” she could hear Zane’s drawn-out curse above her as if shocked too by the strength of her climax.
Delirious, she lay there, her legs still spread open as she fought to catch her breath. All she wanted to do was sleep.
“Come here,” Zane growled roughly, his big hands grabbing her, lifting her up easily. Tiredly, Everly let Zane straddle her legs across his lap, his erection standing tall between them.
Shocked fear energized her again as she looked at him with horror. Fully naked, Zane sat on the edge of the bed holding her firmly in his lap. The usual wicked charming Zane was gone, the beast of a man holding her now was possessed by need, his evident arousal jutting into her.
“Hold onto my shoulders,” the harsh bark of command held no room for disobedience.
Shakily, Everly clutched at his massive shoulders as he pushed the open flaps of her shirt to the side and quickly unsnapped the front clasp of her bra. Her breasts fell free, and his eyes brightened with ferocity. The grip on her hips tightened, and he lifted her higher. Everly whimpered, knowing what he intended. One of her hands slid down clutching at the hard rock of his flexing bicep as he kept her suspended above his lap. Slowly he brought her down, the blunt fat head of his cock finding her entrance naturally. Lowering her slowly, they both groaned as he slipped inside her soaking channel.
“Everly,” he growled in warning.
Wrapp
ing her arms around his head, Everly buried her face in his hair in reply.
Feeling his teeth scrape over her breasts that were pressed against his face, Zane lowered her down. Crying into his hair, her body quaked at the stretching invasion. The exquisite pressure of his girth filled every available inch of her. The deep guttural noise vibrating through Zane was her only warning. Tightening his grip around her hips again, Zane lifted her high, almost completely off of him before slamming her back down.
Everly shrieked at the rough assault, but that did nothing to stop him. Frenzied and mad, Zane lifted and pulled her back down on his growing cock, taking pleasure from the sight before him. With her head lolled back and hands clutching his shoulders, Everly’s dark hair swung wildly as her breasts bounced violently with each stroke. Zane’s deep grunts timed themselves between her ragged screams filling the cabin with their sex. This time the building tension didn’t just shatter, it exploded with a scream taking a portion of her consciousness with it. Sagging in his still working arms, Everly felt Zane’s body go rigid just before his hot warmth filled her insides. Standing now, Zane gave off a shuddering groan as he continued to pump himself slowly into her spent body.
Kissing her neck, Zane looked past her and said something in French.
Hard fingers dug into her flesh under her arm, and Zane handed her off to the other waiting male. With no strength, Everly blinked in confusion as she looked up at Reid’s hard burning gaze.
“My turn.”
Chapter 8
Holding her beneath her back and at the bend of her legs, Reid cradled her high and steady against his naked chest. Again, nervous fear wrapped around her exhaustion smothering it out completely, leaving her with renewed anxious energy.
Reid’s words rang in her ears. My turn.
No, surely he didn’t mean to… Looking into his eyes, Everly’s lungs constricted as she witnessed the same fevered lust that was in Zane’s eyes stare back at her through Reid’s. Setting her on the empty bed, Reid stood back at the foot of the bed and looked at her. Utterly silent he just stood there letting his dark cerulean gaze sweep over her body. Everly’s shirt and bra lay open and hanging at her sides leaving her absolutely exposed. Lifting herself nervously to her elbows she could feel her wild tangled curls settle around her shoulders at the movement. Reid’s chest rose and fell while he flexed his fists at his sides as if trying to temper the raging storm they both knew was coming.
Silently he stepped forward. Everly’s heart jolted. There was nowhere to run, nothing she could do to physically stop his descent as he kneeled one knee onto the bed, dipping it slightly. His dark golden-brown hair was mussed and wild from his normal style, a portion falling onto his face partially covering one eye as he crawled over her.
“Reid don’t,” she whimpered, knowing her words would do nothing just as they did nothing with Zane. “Please, I can’t…you can’t.”
They couldn’t do this, they just couldn’t! Already she was forced to relent to Zane as he demanded pleasure from her body, she could hardly survive it again—not with Reid.
Reid was too much, too big— far too intense.
His large figure slowly prowled up her body, she watched with terrifying amazement as each muscle in his powerful arms bulged and tensed as he planted each hand along the bed as he made his way up. His shoulders practically blocked off her entire view beyond him forcing her to focus on the predator above her. Brushes of his hard arousal swinging against her legs shot millions of sparks of awareness through her with each whispering touch. Soon he would be inside of her with that, an undeniable fact that made her want to cry out.
“Please,” tears watered her eyes but did not fall, another sign her body was telling her to prepare for the inevitable. “This is too much,” shaking her head.
“No,” the depth of his voice shook her, the shadows of the room partially obscuring his face as he lowered himself to her breast. Hot and wet his mouth clamped over her nipple tearing a torturous cry from her. “No, it’s not too much, not yet.”
Nudging her legs apart with his knees, Reid kneeled between her as he suckled violently at her tender globes. The pain laced itself with a slow building pleasure. Shifting his hips downward Reid groaned around the nipple between his teeth when his cock nestled against the warmth of her curls.
“No,” snapping out of the spell he was casting over her, Everly shoved at his shoulders attempting to throw him off.
Faster than she expected, Reid seized both of her hands.
“Yes, Everly,” the sound of her name came out as a snarl as he leaned closer to her face revealing his own from the dark shadows. Strained and frenzied he glared at her, Everly sucked in a gasp. He was balancing his control on the edge of a knife, the blatant need in him screamed wordlessly back at her. “You can’t possibly deny me, not after watching you give yourself fully in Zane’s arms. “
He had watched. He didn’t leave, he had watched! Everly’s stomach dropped as a flood of heat hit her slickening core. If she were to stare into the darkness now, would she find Zane’s bright eyes gleaming back? Everly shivered, she knew the answer to that.
Sliding his hands up her arms, he rested on his forearms pressing his hard chest into hers. Cupping her face, he frowned looking searchingly in her eyes. “I need you Everly, more than anything.”
She wanted to scream no, but the impact of his lips against hers seemed to ignite her aching body at once. Strong, forceful, overwhelming, Reid’s kiss was mind-bending. The deep dives of his tongue against hers, as his chest crushed her deeper into the mattress, threatened to take her very soul. Pure immeasurable power, Reid dominated her body and mind, weakening her against his assault, forcing her not only to accept the inevitable—to crave it. Clutching at the iron-like flesh beneath her fingers Everly followed him down the point of no return.
Whispering something in French against her lips she felt him adjust his massive body on top of hers, rising partly to his knees. “I have to have you,” he growled into the darkness sitting up onto his haunches he grabbed her legs spreading her wide for him. “I will have you.”
The feeling of the thick, smooth head of his arousal pushing into her weeping slit, she caught her breath. Shifting his hands until they were planted firmly on either side of her head, like two great stone pillars Reid sank himself deeper.
“Uhn,” she groaned, arching her back to the invasion.
“That’s it baby,” Reid’s voice rumbled savagely around her as he bent to suckle at the pulse of her neck.
Inch by never-ending inch he sank deeper.
Grasping wildly at his biceps Everly gasped. “No, Reid it hurts,” the overflowing pressure of him inside of her made her head swim, as her body thrummed with pulsating warmth. “It’s too deep, please,” she begged.
The hot blunt head of his cock hit the entrance of her womb. Letting out a shuddered cry, Everly pushed at Reid’s chest.
“I’m all the way in, baby,” he ground out, his voice was hoarse in her ear as he pressed his forehead onto her shoulder.
Underneath her hands, Everly could feel the shuddering vibrations ripple through his large hard body as he kept still inside of her. He was letting her adjust.
And adjusting her body was, Everly felt as if her insides were being molded and reshaped around his length. The gradual building of tingling heat beckoned her body to respond against its own volition. Slowly her inner walls clamped down against the invading force.
Reid hissed in her ear. Like a machine coming back to life, Reid rose above her until they were face-to-face. With one roll of his hips, Reid withdrew before pushing back in.
They both groaned.
“Stop...please,” she whispered one last time even as she lifted her hips to meet his second thrust.
“How could I, baby?” he kissed her again, slow and deep just like the powerful thrust of his hips. “How could I ever stop?” He whispered tortuously as he sat up higher on his haunches.
With better leve
rage, his speed increased, and her cries grew louder.
The sound of their sex filled the dark room as his long cock pushed into her dripping sex and their thighs slapped together.
He found that place inside of her that made her body spasm with need. Her cries became jagged screams pitching higher with every pump of his cock, sinking deeper and deeper into her womb. His deep grunts bounced off the walls.
Harder, harder, and harder his hips pounded into her, flattening her body into submission beneath his.
“Please,” she choked out, barely able to form words. “The baby… please …you’re too rough.”
Like an engine switching gears, Reid pulled his hips back slowly. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he pulled until her back arched off the bed, his lips were only a breath away from hers. Kissing her soundly he swallowed her moans before letting her fall back onto the pillows roughly. The rough treatment sent elicit frissons up and down her mutinous body.
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