by Stone, Piper
“Don’t underestimate Dioletti or his boys. I don’t doubt they were given instructions to hunt her down long before you entered the picture.”
“Yeah? Well, I’ll say the same thing about the Raven. His assassins aren’t limited to gender, color or political preference. Just another little thing to keep in mind. They could be anywhere performing any job simply waiting for her to show up. Or one of us for that matter.”
I fingered the gun I’d positioned carefully on the table, still going over various options. We had enough firepower to last for a while, but three against who knows how many were crappy odds. The security system was on, every door and window locked, but I was a cautious man. That had been the only way I’d survived all these years.
“You expecting an ambush tonight?” Damien asked.
“Never can be too certain.”
“I hear ya, brother but from what you told both Aleks and myself, there’s no way anyone knows we’re even here. Unless that’s changed.” He hesitated as if I was actually going to answer his leading question. Huffing, he shook his head. “Fine. We’ll drop the subject. For now. Do you have any evidence against Lucian, something we can bite off and chew?”
I exhaled, taking a sip before answering, the question catching me off guard. “I have several files of evidence against the man, but you forget that his power and influence go way beyond the city. He had alibis for every accusation before and they kept him out of prison. What I have now doesn’t mean jack shit, especially with everything that’s occurred.” As if any law enforcement agency in the country would take the world of three men who’d already performed such a heinous act.
“Good point, but this information is protected?” he asked, remaining on the edge of his seat.
“Very.”
“Then we find Lily and fry his ass.”
I had to laugh, perhaps for the first time in a solid two weeks. I lifted my glass, giving him a respectful nod. “Absolutely.”
“I have no problem hunting the man down, making certain he doesn’t do this again. And you know I have certain creative methods.” A smile tugged at the edge of his mouth.
We both laughed together, drawing her attention. Her eyes were penetrating, even in the dim lighting. She took a sip of wine before easing the stem down onto the deck. As she moved to a standing position, the gloriousness of her naked body was a powerful draw, pulling me into the same web she always had.
Very slowly she walked out of the hot tub, heading in our direction. She brushed both hands through her wet hair, her sultry gaze dancing back and forth between us. When she was only two feet in front, she held out both hands, beckoning with her long, luxurious fingers. “Why don’t you join me?”
I slid the tip of my finger back and forth across my mouth, debating, drinking her in. We certainly had time to enjoy another night, even if this would be our last. I shoved aside my concerns, allowing the dark side of my personality to take over. I wasn’t the boy she remembered, the shy and innocent young man who’d still believed in the best in the world. I’d been exposed to the worst possible concept of humanity. I almost laughed at the thought. The beautiful and almost serene look on her face meant she thought for some crazy reason she was talking to a nice man.
She was wrong.
Damien polished off his drink, standing and removing his clothes within seconds. She gave me one last longing look before turning her attention toward the brooding blond, guiding him back toward the water.
But she darted several glances in my direction.
Those beautiful eyes filled with longing.
And questions.
And anger.
I watched them for a few minutes, her laughter filtering into my mind, sending electricity shooting through my loins. I was incensed and unable to think clearly.
I was also heartsick. Love hadn’t been in the cards. I didn’t want the feeling or the emotions surrounding a deeply insulting lack of conscience, but here I was.
Desperately in love with her.
The feeling kicked a hole in my gut, draining me of rational thoughts. I was almost desperate for her. I realized my foot was tapping involuntarily on the cold concrete, matching the erratic beating of my heart. Damn the woman for her ability to yank away my layers of armor. Damn her for giving me erroneous thoughts about some alternative future.
And damn her for the way she looked at me.
I couldn’t stand not touching her, tasting her. I hated the weakness, the almost desperate desire coursing through my blood but the monster lurking inside wanted fulfillment. He still yearned to own her, keeping her locked away.
Requiring her to belong to him.
Requiring her to submit to him.
The monster would have his way.
“Fuck.”
I smirked and slammed the glass on the small table, jerking off my shirt and tossing it aside. She seemed to be watching everything that I was doing, her lips pursed in the most sensual way.
She was a seductress, a woman capable of quieting my demons.
After removing the remainder of my clothes, I took careful steps toward her. When I climbed inside, I wasted no time, jerking her into my arms.
“I thought you weren’t interested,” she mewled.
“This isn’t about playing games any longer, Carina.” I rubbed both hands against her face, holding her.
Hungering for her.
The frigid air and the almost scalding water were the perfect combination for my mood, as well as my burning thirst. I turned in a circle, watching the glistening of her eyes, the way they danced in the moonlight.
Carina slid her hands against my skin, electrifying me even more. “I do want you. You’re dangerous and every minute you push me away, the yin and yang drive me crazy. I should hate you. I should enjoy the concept of watching you taken down, arrested for your sins, but I don’t. God help me, but I don’t.”
“What do you want, Carina? Tell me. Tell me exactly what the woman inside needs,” I demanded, taking deep breaths.
“You. Fuck me. Take me.”
Chapter Eleven
Ruger
Every word Carina whispered from her luscious lips had a profound effect on me, ripping at pieces of my armored shield. I sensed the others staring at me, watching the way I took control, the alpha dog in action. I yanked one of her legs around my hips, dragging her head toward mine in a possessive manner. I might be required to share her with the others, but she would understand that as long as she remained under our protection, I would continue taking charge.
Everything had changed.
My thoughts.
My desires.
My mission.
I would give Carina back her life, even if it meant losing mine.
The instant I crushed over her mouth, a calming wave sliced through every muscle, easing the tension. She was my drug, the only person who could contain the beast clawing at the surface. I thrust my tongue inside her sweet mouth as I ran my hand down to cup her bottom, squeezing, my fingers digging in.
I had an intense urge to discipline her, solidifying the understanding that she was required to follow our rules.
My rules.
She moaned into the kiss, her body melting against mine. As she rubbed her leg up and down, she clung to me, trembling even through the intense heat.
I was taken aback by the passion of her kiss, the way her tongue worked against mine, the rise and fall of her chest. She ignited every burning ember, thwarting all concerns, shoving away all my fears. At this moment, we were together, sharing as we were always meant to.
She belonged to me.
The others advanced as I knew they would, requiring attention, demanding a taste of her feminine wiles. I couldn’t blame them. Their desires were as intense as mine, a devastating hunger bridging all sense of rationality. This experience would forever change our lives.
The moment of intimacy became a crazed roar of our combined needs, a wash of hunger so significant that I couldn’t stop shaking from the
powerful adrenaline.
Damien moved to her right, leaning down until he was able to nuzzle into her neck, growling as he dragged his tongue across her heated skin.
She quivered, mewling into the kiss, her entire body going slack.
Aleksandr wrapped his hand around her hair, twisting as he nipped and licked her earlobe. “You will do what we say.” His statement was full of control, husky, accentuating his own dark needs.
She shuddered in my arms, issuing a series of cat like purrs as she arched her back, undulating her hips back and forth. Such friction. Such ferocity. The action sent another firestorm straight into my cock, my balls tightening. I was in pain, desperate to be inside of her. I wanted to sink my shaft all the inside her sweet pussy, stretching her wide open.
I broke the kiss yet gripped the back of her neck, keeping our lips together as I darted out my tongue, tracing her mouth. She palmed my chest, caressing in such a loving manner. Then her fingernails scratched my skin, raking down my chest, further fueling the electricity shared between us.
“Ruger,” she whispered, her soft voice floating above the roar of the water. She lowered her arms, her hands moving toward the others and disappearing into the bubbled water. The look of raw satisfaction on her face was beguiling.
I was forced to let her go, Damien twisting her around to face him, taking her into his arms with utter ferocity. We all wanted her. That was the bottom line. She’d sparked something within every one of us, awakening needs we’d likely all since thought were dead.
I slipped my hand between her legs, swirling the tip of my finger around her clit, enjoying the way her body responded. I flicked it back and forth, her tender tissue swelling almost immediately. Even the expression on her face had changed, the longing creating the most beautiful glow dancing across her flushed cheeks.
Obsession.
She’d become the creature I most wanted to own, to lock away for my use only.
Aleks gave me a heated look as he slipped his hands between the two lovers, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples. “Tight little peaks,” he said, laughing.
“Uh-huh,” she managed, shuddering from his touch.
Her entire body shimmered from the LED lighting as well as beads of water dancing across her skin. The intense glow of the moon highlighted the entire deck, the illumination glistening. I was surprised that I even noticed, but everything around her took on a different aura.
I slid a single finger past her pussy lips, wiggling the tip just inside. The heat was incredible, drawing me in deeper. Control. I had to find some control or I would fuck her like a crazed madman.
She pulled away from Damien’s kiss, purring as she struggled to reach my cock. The moment her hand wrapped around the base, I issued a keening growl. A smile crossed her face, a knowing that she was driving me crazy.
Such a tease.
Such a little vixen.
My heart raced, another hit of adrenaline spiking my temperature. I was on fire, my hunger uncontrollable.
Devour.
Dominate.
The two words were like a mantra racing in the back of my mind. The drug had made me intoxicated. I was shocked at her responses, her growing needs. We were all as one, a combined group of savage animals.
She pumped her hand up and down my cock, trying to maintain her own level of control even as I added a second and third finger, plunging them deep inside. I curled my fingers just enough, the whimper slipping past her mouth such a delicious reward.
“Do you like that?” I asked, knowing the answer.
“Oh. Yes. Yes!” Her strangled words faded into the roar of the jets, but I could see the sublime look on her face, the quiver of her lower lip.
Damien cupped her cheek, forcing her to stare into his eyes. “You won’t forget about me, sunshine. I was the first to claim you.”
I could see the barbaric smile on his face as he captured her mouth. Then using only one hand, he lifted her halfway out of the water, yanking her down until his cock was fully seated inside. He held her as she shook uncontrollably, his mouth opening and closing as the kiss continued.
Carina struggled at first, slapping her hand against him then sinking against his chest, her breasts crushed against his skin.
He rubbed his thumb across her cheek, holding her in place, finally sucking on her tongue. When he finally broke the kiss, the tip of his tongue drawing a circle around her lips, his chest heaved.
“God!” Throwing her head back, her scream sparkled into the night sky, her eyes clenched shut. I’d never such a look of pure rapture.
He powered forward, thrusting in and out, the water splashing in wave after wave. “So tight. So damn wet,” he half yelled, as if wanting the entire world to know.
Her laugh was like the most beautiful music. She palmed his chest, pushing back until she was in a deep arc then shot out her hands, wrapping her fingers around Aleks cock first, then mine in her own possessive manner. The little vixen purred the entire time she toyed with us, twisting her hands as she rolled her fingers up and down.
The sensations were like no other, jolts of current shooting into my veins, my muscles tensing. I struggled to hold back, to keep from fucking her like a savage animal. I eased two fingers between her sweet ass cheeks, wiggling until the tips were just inside her asshole. I couldn’t stop shaking, the yearning to shove my shaft inside clawing at my patience.
Another moan was followed by a sharp yelp as Aleksandr yanked her away from Damien. She giggled and wrapped her legs around his hips, whimpering the second he pulled her down. I could see the expression of joy and ecstasy on her face as he jutted his hips forward, thrusting in and out in a savage manner.
There was a portion of me that had no desire to watch, but another that hungered to be a part of everything she was experiencing. She was unbridled, relieved of the earlier tension, basking in the glory of having three men’s attention, as if the situation was normal.
Could we explore a true relationship?
Could we ever share the same woman?
I clenched my fist, digging my nails into my skin at the thought.
Only if she obeyed, submitting her body and soul completely.
Snickering, I plunged another finger into her tight little asshole as I leaned in, lowering my head. “You’re hungry.”
“Yes, sir,” she answered, bobbing her head up and down. As she squeezed my cockhead, raking her nails along my shaft, I thought I was going to lose it.
“You need to be fucked like a bad little girl.”
“God, yes, sir.” She licked her lips in an exaggerated fashion. “I need to suck and fuck.”
“Such a mouth on her,” Damien grumbled.
“Do you want a big, fat cock filling your asshole?” I nipped the base of her earlobe then blew across the nape of her neck.
“Uh-huh,” she whispered. “I mean, yes, sir.”
“You’ve learned respect. Maybe you will be obedient.” I chuckled darkly, catching the twinkle in Damien’s eyes as he brushed the backs of his fingers up and down her arm. “Maybe we can trust you to be a good girl.” I kept my mouth on her ear, darting my tongue just inside.
“I’m a very good girl,” Carina countered.
Aleksandr huffed, and fucked her even more savagely, bringing her head forward until their lips were centimeters apart. “You’re never going to be anything but disobedient. You will always need stern punishment and hard fucking.”
The vision of her draped over my lap, her reddened bottom on display for all the world to see as I spanked her, discipling the disobedient woman was almost too much. My balls swelled, screaming for relief. I could almost feel the sting in my hand from the intensity of her spanking, one hard smack coming after the other in rapid succession. I could see the way her face twisted in a combination of pleasure and pain as he body wiggled, trying desperately to keep her position.
And I wouldn’t stop, my large palm covering every inch of her beautiful bottom until her skin was bri
ght red, aching from the stern round. I needed to punish her and she required the love surrounding the deed. She needed to know that she was protected, that we would never allow anything to happen to her. I was overwhelmed with the thought, my heart thudding to the point echoes bounced in my ears. I raked my hand through my hair as I thrust my fingers into her ass several more times then pulled away.
Aleksandr gave me a heated look, his eyes narrowing. He had his own needs to be fulfilled, his longing that must be sated.
I allowed Aleksandr to take her, use her for another minute, his actions becoming more barbaric. He was crazed in his actions, words in his native language slipping from his mouth. She was mesmerized, her entire body quivering, her eyes half closed.
Damien continued stroking her, growling under his breath as he waited for his turn.
I wasn’t a patient man. I pumped the base of my cock with one hand, squeezing my aching balls with the other. Stars floated in front of my eyes as the desire increased, my head pounding. I could no longer think clearly. I could no longer breathe normally.
The beast rose to the surface, breaking through the barriers. Yanking her away, I pushed her over the edge of the tub, the force knocking the wind out of her.
“Oh!” she squealed, pressing the heel of her hands against the deck and jerking up.
“No!” I said, a dark husk in my voice. “Stay exactly where you are. You need to be reminded who’s in charge.”
I could see her lower lip quivering, but she obeyed, slinking down onto the deck, her legs shaking.
I rubbed my hand across her smooth bottom, a hint of heat from her previous round of discipline further fueling the fire. The angle was perfect. The moment was right. I smacked her ass cheeks, moving from one to the other.
“Oh!” Her moans weren’t ones of pain, but extreme bliss. She kept her hands pressed against the deck, turning her head from side to side.
“You’re right. She needs continued discipline,” Aleksandr added.
I smacked her again. And again. The water splashing around us kept her skin glistening. I knew the sensations she was experiencing were much more intense given the water covering her.
