Page 24 of Happily Undead in Dark River

I lifted my head from where it was dangling over Brody’s back and pointed at X. “We are going to talk about that, I promise.”

He laughed and laid down on the couch. “You can count on it, Love.”

Brody carried me all the way to the bedroom. Someone had changed my sheets, which was great after last night's debauchery. When Brody set me on my feet, I was too tired to undress. I just crawled onto the bed and flopped down onto my stomach. Brody crawled over the top of me, kissing my nape. “It's been a big day, hasn’t it, Baby?” He peeled off my blouse, and then my pants, his hands softly manipulating my body where he needed it to go. “First this morning, and then all that shit with Lucius, and then X?”

Walker paused where he was unbuttoning his Sheriff’s uniform. “Wait, what happened this morning?”

I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat. I was kind of glad today had been so intense. It forced my unresolved emotions back into the box where I’d stuffed them. “My Mom called Tex while we were in bed.”

Walker’s eyes went impossibly wide. “Did she hear you?”

I shook my head, the sadness beginning to seep out of the edges of that box. “No. But Walker…” My voice broke a little, and he was in front of me, gathering me against his strong chest. He knew how hard it had been for me to lose them, more than anyone else in Dark River.

He kissed my face, dropping tiny little kisses across my cheekbones, my eyelids. Those tiny, tender kisses expressed how he felt better than any words ever could. Finally, he kissed my lips equally softly. I didn’t want soft though. If I had to feel, then it was going to be lust, love, fiery passion between two people who loved each other even if they couldn’t say the words yet. Fingers ran up my spine. Maybe between three people.

Walker didn’t ease his kiss when Brody sat up behind us, his hands tracing my spine, the curve of my hips, over the slope of my ass. He leaned forward and bit my ass cheek, marking it and making me suck in a hissed breath. I pulled away from Walker, and we both looked down at the teeth marks on my ass and the completely unrepentant face of Brody.

Walker shook his head, grabbed my chin and turning my face back to his. He kissed me harder this time, tasting my moans with his tongue. Brody slipped his hands between my thighs, running up to brush the side of his hand against my wet core.

I moaned and Walker’s arms tightened around me as he pressed me harder to his chest. He didn’t seem to mind sharing me with his friend, though while Brody was naked, Walker was still in the pressed brown pants of his uniform that I just wanted to tear from his body.

Walker laid me back down on the bed, and then they both just stared down at me until I began to squirm. “Beautiful,” Brody murmured, and Walker hummed his agreement. He reached for the edges of my panties and tore them off like they were made of crepe paper.

“Fuck,” he breathed, and then he was over me, kissing me again, his dick painfully confined behind the zip of his pants. I kissed him back, desperate for the contact.

He eventually dragged his mouth away, kissing down my neck, between my breasts, ignoring the aching peaks of my nipples much to my frustration. He hovered above me, his shoulders pushing at my inner thighs as he just looked at the most intimate part of me. Then he gently sucked my clit. I bucked off the bed against his face.

He ran his stiffened tongue down my slit, turning toward the very top of my thigh. Then he struck with his fangs. The pure rawness of his bite made my core pulse with heat. I clenched my thighs against his head, riding the sensation of his bite. Brody took one of my nipples in his mouth and I arched so hard I almost turned into an origami fucking swan.

He placed one hand on my stomach, holding me still as he lapped at my breasts. I came hard, my juices dampening Walker’s face. He pulled away, licking at the bite wound so it would heal. They stared down at me and then had some kind of macho wordless conversation that ended in Walker nodding once.

“Come here, Rainey. I’m going to make love to you like I’ve been dying to do for days, and Walker is going to watch like a puritanical voyeur.”

Walker flipped him the bird, but his eyes told me how excited he was by the idea of watching Brody fuck me senseless. This was so hot, I was going to come again. I went to Brody, who was lying on his back now, watching me with that hooded gaze. He always made me feel so damn sexy like I was some kind of bombshell to get a man like him. His long, dark hair flared out behind him, the soft bedside light making the harsh angles of his face even more prominent. He took my breath away.

He let out a groan. “Don’t look at me like that, Red, or I’m going to cum right now and embarrass myself in front of the Sheriff.”

I grinned as I slid up his body until I was resting against his naked abs. I leaned forward and kissed him softly, feeling his body rumble under mine. “Nuh-uh, Sweetheart. Turn around and watch the Sheriff.” He turned me until I was facing Walker. I held his brilliant green gaze, which was cloudy with lust. Brody gripped my hips, and I reached between us, holding his dick until I could slide onto it, moaning as it hit every good spot and then some spots that I didn’t even know I had. My eyes fluttered closed until Walker gripped my chin again.

“I want to see the look in your eyes,” he whispered, and Brody’s hands were moving me into a rhythm that seemed so perfect that it was magical. I was so secure in his hands, trusting him to get me where I needed to go, that I reached out toward Walker, grabbing the sides of his pants and pulling until the button flew off toward the corner of the room.

“You are going to owe me some pants, Sweetheart,” he murmured, but I gave him a completely unapologetic look and pulled him closer, dragging his pants over his muscular butt. Such a fantastic ass.

With his pants around his ankles, his cock was straining against the tight cotton of his boxer shorts. He freed his cock, and it bounced against his tight stomach. Shit. I reached out and wrapped my hand around it, pulling him closer and he followed more than willingly. You grab a man by his hard cock, he will follow you into the very bowels of hell. When he was close enough, I leaned forward a little more, making both Brody and I groan, and put my lips around Walker’s cock. He grabbed my head gently, guiding his cock slowly into my mouth, then back again. Unfortunately, or fortunately for me, Brody was getting there, beginning to fuck me hard, pushing me until I was being impaled on both their cocks. Walker didn’t have time for soft and slow, and soon he was matching Brody stroke for stroke as I moaned around his dick. And orgasm crashed over me, and my scream was muffled by the wild slide of Walker’s cock.

“Ah shit,” Brody groaned, his body bucking wildly until he released himself inside me. He held my body as Walker rode my face harder, faster, grunting loudly as he pulled out and came all over my chest.

Brody lifted me off his dick and settled me back against his chest, completely uncaring that I was currently coated in Walker’s bodily fluids.

“Damn, Red. I thought it couldn’t be like that every single time, but I was so damn wrong. Every single time.” Walker disappeared and returned just as quickly with a wet cloth. He cleaned me up a bit, threw the washer into my clothes hamper then climbed into bed on the other side of me.

He kissed my cheek, and I turned to face him, nestling my ass back against Brody, letting him encase my body like a huge hot water bottle.

I searched his face for any sign of regret.

“Are you okay? With what just happened, I mean.”

He kissed my face once more, more reverent than passionate. “I have zero regrets about anything, Raine. Not a single one.” He yawned. “But I am so exhausted. Kiss me goodnight and dream sweet dreams of me fucking you like crazy and the Alpha over there watching from the sidelines.” He grinned at Brody, who just laughed. I was pretty sure Brody had no dramas in watching either.

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