Page 58 of Deadly Little Hearts

Chapter 30

Lucas

Goosebumpsrise,pepperingherskin as my tongue slides higher up the inside of her leg.Freya watches Gage from the corner of her eye, and I want to tell her to look at me, not him.But I’m not in charge here, and having Gage dictate my next move is surprisingly fun.That tingling feeling of anticipation, of not knowing what’s going to happen next, is way better than watching porn.

I haven’t fully forgiven Freya, and I don’t think I ever will.Have I accepted her apology, and do I want to move on with our lives together?Yes, but that doesn’t take away the pain I felt when she contributed to my mother’s death.

It’s going to take time to heal that wound, but I don’t see my life without Freya in it anymore.As much as I wanted to block my heart from hers, I couldn’t deny it any longer.She already had her claws in me, and I’ll keep them there until my own dying breath.She’s my family now, alongside my brothers.I’ll do everything in my power to keep her safe, protected, and loved.Because she’s mine and I’m hers.

Freya’s leg twitches as I reach her inner thigh, so close to her underwear.

“Lucas, stop,” Gage says, and I brace my hands on Freya’s thighs, pushing up.

“What?”I snap, wanting nothing more than to eat her out.To taste every last drop of her on my tongue.

“Freya, have you been a bad girl?”Gage asks, glancing back at her, his hand still wrapped around his cock.I look at Freya, and she licks her lips before nodding.

“What do we do to bad people, Lucas?”Gage raises his eyebrows.

The corner of my mouth lifts.“We punish them.”

Gage kicks his pants to the ground, along with his underwear, and moves around the bed on the opposite side of me.He opens the top drawer to his bedside table and pulls out a pair of handcuffs, then throws them to me.I catch them, and the sound of metal clinking together rings through the room.

He throws a black leather paddle and a choker onto the bed.Freya tries to catch a glimpse of the goodies, but Gage leans over the bed, pressing against her shoulders.I smirk and cock my head to the side at Gage.He just shrugs.I’ve always known he liked to be in charge, but sex toys?ThatI didn’t know, but I’m here for the show.

“No moving unless I tell you to, understood?”Gage demands.

I expect Freya to fight back, but she nods.My cock twitches against my briefs at the submission.

The door handle jiggles before it opens.Hazen stands in the doorway, glancing between the three of us.“Where’s my invite?”he grumbles.

“Get in, shut the fucking door, and do as I say or fuck off.Remove your clothes and leave them on the floor,” Gage snaps, and Hazen looks back at me, raising his eyebrow.I shrug, gesturing for him to hurry up.

“Okay, well whatever fuckery is going down, I’m not missing out on this,” Hazen says, before shutting the door and flicking the lock in place and removing his clothes.He moves past me and sits on the bed next to Freya.

“Help me?”she pleads, her eyes on Hazen, but Gage wraps his hand around her throat, squeezing.

“He won’t help you.Lucas, remove Freya’s bra, then secure those cuffs around her wrists and hand her to Hazen.”Gage removes his grip from Freya’s throat, kissing her roughly on the lips before moving away.

Freya’s breath hitches as I make quick work of freeing her tits, then place the cuffs around her wrists, and Hazen takes her from me.

“Hazen, fasten her against my headboard,” Gage says, and Freya’s eyes widen.

I stand to move Freya around so she’s in the middle of the bed, and Hazen secures her cuffs to the headrest.Freya pulls against her restraints, helplessly glancing between the three of us.She knows full well that she can’t run now—there’s no escaping us, even if she wants to.

“Lucas, remove her underwear,” Gage demands, picking up a leather choker from the bed with a lead attached to the end.

Fucking hell, here I thought I had toys, but Gage has taken that trophy.Never in a million years did I expect this from him, but then again, it doesn’t surprise me entirely.He does like controlling us.

I move to the end of the bed, removing my shirt and throwing it to the ground, followed by my pants and underwear.Freya watches me with interest, a sparkle in her bright-blue eyes.

After bracing my hands on the bed, I crawl forward on hands and knees until I’m leaning over her bottom half.My fingers glide up her legs, hook under her lacy thong, and I pull it down inch by inch until she kicks it off.She widens her legs.Her pussy stares back at me, begging for me to touch it.Fuck Gage and his stupid fucking rules.She wants me, and I’ll happily give her what she desires.

I lean forward until I’m breathing in her sweet cunt, only an inch from tasting when two hands grab my chest and shove me backward.I sit up, glaring at Gage.

“Did I say you could do that?”he bites out.

“Enough of your fucking games.I’m hungry and I need her,” I snap.

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