Page 44 of Embracing the Consequences

Fingers parted her folds and slid into her.

She opened her eyes, but darkness had engulfed the room; the blackout curtains were pulled tight, belying the fact it was early morning and starting to lighten outside. She let her eyes fall closed again as Derrick’s kiss grew filthier, his beard tickling her skin as his tongue fucked into her mouth at a slow and leisurely pace.

The hands spreading her ass cheeks yanked her down the bed and ripped her away from Derrick’s kiss. A cock speared into her in one hard thrust that left her breathless. Another mouth claimed hers as its owner leaned over and covered her body with his.Johnny. His beard was shorter and softer. She felt his elbows brace on the mattress on either side of her head.

He fucked her slowly. Kissed her sensually.

Derrick and Kevin backed off, and only Johnny touched her. He rocked into her. His kiss dominated her.

She clung to his back as he chipped away at her heart and soul. No words were needed as he poured his love for her into his lovemaking.

It wasn’t long before she was arching against him, her cries of passion being drowned in his kiss. He didn’t stop, didn’t slow. He rode her slowly through her orgasm until she was a gasping, writhing mess beneath him.

Johnny’s hand fisted in her hair as he kissed her roughly, sucking the breath from her and leaving her panting. When he finally broke it off to let her breathe, he kissed down her jawline and into the crook of her neck.

She arched for him and gave him more access.

He snapped his hips faster and picked up his pace. He reached between them and circled her clit with his fingers. “Come for me, Princess,” he ordered into her ear.

It sent chills racing down her spine. She spread her legs wider and shifted her hips so his pubic bone was rubbing over her clitas the same time his fingers were toying with her. She arched her back and groaned deeply as another orgasm ripped out of her.

She clamped down on his cock, and he groaned. She held onto him tightly as he picked up the pace and followed her over the edge.

They lay there panting softly for a moment before Johnny lifted up onto his elbows. He placed a sensual kiss to her lips before he slid out.

Kevin took his place, sliding inside her without warning. She was already so soaked with her own fluids and Johnny’s cum that Kevin slid in easily. She moaned and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him in tight. “So perfect, baby,” he muttered against her lips.

She smiled lazily and let him lead.

He made love to her slowly and sensually. Tears cascaded down her face as he poured his soul into making love to her. “So damn beautiful.” He smiled and kissed her.

She moaned into the kiss and held on tight as he snapped his hips more sharply and hit her clit just right. The orgasm rolled over her in slow and sensual waves. Her walls clamped down on him as she arched against him.

He groaned and picked up his pace. Breaking the kiss, he dropped his head into the crook of her neck. “Fuck.” He moaned as he came.

Kara was so relaxed, so exhausted she barely registered when Kevin rolled off her and slid over on the mattress so Derrick could take his place.

“Hey, baby girl,” Derrick murmured against her lips before he claimed them with his own. He slid into her and got right to moving. She gasped and angled them so her clit hit his pubic bone with every thrust. She was so sensitive already, so relaxed, when the orgasm hit her, she shuddered and tried to push him away.

Derrick shook his head and laced their fingers together. He pulled her arms over her head and held them loosely. His hips twisted and pumped into her a couple times before he, too, was following her over the edge with a low groan.

All three of her guys were so intent on making love to her. They showered her with orgasms and showed their love through touch. She knew the night had been hard for them, chasing down Buckley. But she was glad it was over, glad they could move on together.

She smiled lazily and drifted off to sleep before Derrick could even slide out of her. She’d never been so sated and relaxed in her life.

Despite the alliance between the Devil’s Psychos and the Ravager Knights, Kara felt almost a sense of urgency settle on her shoulders in the weeks following Buckley’s death. Things were calm between the clubs and life seemed almost normal, but she felt like the walls were closing in.

She needed to find her father. She needed an address for his place in the Caymans.

Short of going down there and looking through public records, she was at a loss for how to find him. So she started combing through files at the office again, looking for any scrap piece of paper that might have an address scribbled on it or, if she was lucky, the deed to the place.

With Vince officially on the run, Johnny had club members stationed outside her father’s house, keeping a lookout.

Kara and her guys had already searched through her father’s house on multiple occasions, looking for a lead. Or a safe. They found neither.

Kara was hitting wall after wall of dead ends, and it was grating on her nerves. When she wasn’t in the office, she was seeing the physical therapist for her wrist and her knee. Though both were doing well, she still had a couple more weeks before the doctor would clear her officially. Even then, her knee might give her problems for the rest of her life if she didn’t stay active.

All of it led back to her father’s being a piece of shit.

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