Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 72756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
“Trust your gut. Your instincts know what's up from the jump. A lot of men are shit, and women are sometimes the first to know it because they bear the brunt of the bad behavior. Fuck that guy.”
She snorts a laugh and smiles up at me. “What about you? Most people would tell me to run from guys like you, Crash and Devil.”
“And you probably should. I'm a fuckin' mess,” I chuckle. “I don't have any idea what I'm doing half the time, and those jackasses aren't any better, but we won't hurt you, angel. If you want to go home, I'll get you there, and if you want to run, we'll make it happen.”
“What do your instincts say about me? Am I really trouble?” she asks softly.
“Fuck yeah, and my gut says that even if you go home today, it won't be the last time I see you.”
“You think?” The sheet sags a little as she relaxes, giving me a view that's going to keep me up at night in more ways than one.
“Look, Crash'll get out of his own ass as soon as he has some time to think, and now that he's seen you again, it's not going to be easy to walk away. And Devil… well, I saw the way he was fucking looking at you.”
She licks her lips and glances away shyly. “I don't want to come between them.”
That's an image I wouldn't mind spending more time with. “Summer, if you come between them, it's going to be because you're taking both their cocks at the same time, and ain't nobody going to complain about that,” I say, leaning in close.
Her eyes go huge. “That's crude! And… impossible!”
I slide a little closer and move my hand from her leg to her arm, stroking her soft skin. “The three of us are a team. If you want both of them in your bed, all you gotta do is flutter those pretty lashes and crook your finger.”
“What about you?” she asks coyly, showing a hint of the powerhouse she could be if she had the chance to grow. “You said the three of you are a team.”
“Why don't you try it?”
“Wha… Try what?”
“Crook your finger for me, trouble.”
She raises her eyebrows. “Like this?”
She moves her hand slowly towards my face and curls her index finger into a 'come hither' gesture. It's incredibly erotic, and I feel my cock strain beneath my jeans. I lean forward and suck her finger into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue like I would her clit if that pretty pussy of hers was riding my face. Her breath catches and her cheeks flush pink. She snatches her finger away, cradling it to her.
“This is so wrong. What are you guys doing to me? It feels like I've been asleep since Crash left, and you're all waking me up, but I'm afraid if I blink, it will all be a dream.”
“There's nothing wrong with feeling desire,” I whisper. “These bodies and everything we do with them is natural. If you need to run home and hide while you figure out what you want, you take that time, but if you want to find out what else there is to life, all you've got to do is ask.”
“But all three of you? I'm not very experienced, but even I know guys don't like sharing.”
“Some don't, that's true, but in our world we don't fucking judge. We're not insecure little boys, angel.” I lean a little closer, loving how she's hanging on my every word. “There's nothing better than watching a beautiful woman get absolutely wrecked by pleasure. I love a good solid fuck as much as the next man, but working with my brothers to make it happen? It's a fucking symphony.”
A small tremor runs through Summer and she seems to come to her senses, letting out a distressed yelp before tearing the sheet of the bed and making a run for the bathroom. The lock clicks behind her and I laugh at how adorable she is when she's horny as fuck. The shower turns on, and I sigh and lean back on the bed to wait.
Eventually, she opens the door a crack and peers out with a towel wrapped around her tightly. “I… I have to go back and try to make this right, but… if I need you to come help me again, do you promise to try?”
“Cross my heart, trouble,” I swear, knowing I speak for all three of us. Even if she doesn't know it yet, she could call tonight, tomorrow, or a year from now and we'd be there.
12
SUMMER
“The doctor has confirmed that you had the sense not to let that animal ruin you,” Dad says coldly. “Go to your room and get ready for lunch. I've sent Titania up to make sure you don't make a mess of this as well.”