Page 42 of Ruthless Reign

"Does he feel good, Red?" I ask, my voice gravelly.

She nods, eyes clenched tightly shut. "Yes."

"I don't know what's going to happen, but this is your reminder that you're ours," I whisper. Maverick slams into her forcefully, emphasizing my point.

"I'm yours," she murmurs, words breathy as they become laced with moans.

"Fucking ours," Maverick reiterates with a growl, grabbing her hips and pulling her backwards.

Her hands release the blanket as she's ripped back, her body being impaled on his cock.

"Yes!" she yells, and I'm mesmerized as she suddenly finds her bearings, mimicking the rhythm as she pushes her hips back to match his movements.

I reach over and grab her jaw, turning her head to face me. "You're so perfect," I murmur. "Literally created just for us."

Nyx nods, a soft whimper escaping her lips as Maverick fucks her harder.

"Are you going to come for him? Just like you came for me?" I ask, my eyes watching her with excitement.

She nods again, and I stroke her cheek. "Then do it," I order, her face tensing up with a look of concentration.

And then, she cries out, losing her rhythm as her body shakes, arms threatening to buckle. A look of blissful pleasure washes over her face as Maverick growls low in his throat behind her. He stills, eyes closing as he reaches his climax with her.

Standing up, I let them take a moment to catch their breaths, opening the second door to check my suspicions are correct. I'm pleased to find a bathroom, equipped with a shower, and I step inside. Turning the faucet on, I adjust the temperature, waiting for the hot water to come through. When it's right, I head back over to the bed, Nyx glancing up at me with half-hooded, drowsy eyes.

"I've got the shower on for you," I say, smiling.

At my words, her eyes light up, the drowsiness vanishing. She reaches for Maverick, wrapping her fingers around his forearm. "Come with me," she pleads, glancing back at me. "Both of you."

I nod, happy when Maverick also agrees. Together, the three of us climb into the shower, helping her balance on shaky legs as we get clean before heading back downstairs to deal with reality.

Chapter Seventeen

Nyx

My head is still spinning as we walk down the stairs, in search of Cade, Alpha Daxton, and Alpha Wyatt.

I wasn't expecting our conversation to go in that direction—but fuck, I'm happy it did.

I really needed it. Not to ease any heat tensions—because thanks to Marie, I don't feel them—but to reconnect after the last few torturous days.

Unfortunately, I have no clean clothes here, and I refuse to put my grubby outfit back on. They are still caked in dirt, dried mud, and blood. But Lex popped downstairs quickly as I was getting dried and returned with a backpack. I was taken aback and a little emotional that they had the foresight to bring some of my own belongings.

I feel much better now, dressed in a pair of navy-blue shorts and a black tank top. Lex even washed my hair in the shower, and the damp strands are pulled back into a high ponytail. I feel like myself again.

As we step outside into the sunlight, I'm surprised to find the front of the house nearly empty. Cade is still here with Alpha Daxton, but everyone else has disappeared.

The two of them glance over to us as we walk down the front steps, heading over.

"I'm glad to see you've finally taken a shower," Cade teases with a smile.

Maverick grunts next to me, stepping closer into my side. "Well, she needed one when we were finished with her."

My cheeks turn bright red as Lex laughs loudly, obviously amused by the comment. Alpha Daxton on the other hand, wrinkles his nose in disgust, a quiet groan reaching my ears as he massages his temple.

"Where are the others?" I ask, trying to change the subject.

Cade points to a large building about seventy feet away. "In our community hall having lunch."

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