Page 64 of Dominion

My eyes sought hers, begging her without words to give it to me, to give me what I needed, but that wicked grin was all I got in return. As Dylan lifted my legs higher, entering me painfully fast, making me lose my breath, Skylar climbed on top of me, her pussy swallowing my cock entirely.

I... I was full, all my nerves shot to hell as she started moving, letting me adjust to Dylan’s size. I had no idea where they began and where I finished, but... God, oh my fucking God. I could feel her wrapped tightly around my cock. I could feel every ridge of Dylan’s cock moving inside me, slowly at first and then fast, until I couldn’t even count.

I couldn’t think, my mind empty of every single thought. I was begging, screaming, shouting for them to let me come, to let me feel it, sense it.

Dylan kissed Skylar, her little moans filling my ears like the prettiest erotic song. I could see his hand disappearing toward her pussy, rubbing over her clit. She shattered above me, her screams echoing around us, her pussy pulsing around me.

I thought they would let me have it now, but she quickly moved off of me, wrapping her hand around the base of my cock, stopping me from coming.

“No!” I roared, trying to move her, but she simply bit down on my lower lip, soothing it with a kiss, just as her hand started moving up and down over my aching member. Dylan increased his pace, the sound of pounding flesh echoing around us, and I fucking lost it.

I had no idea if it was Dylan who yelled out or if it was me, but the white noise entered my ears just as Skylar wrapped her pretty lips around the head of my cock. My heart hammered, and I was pretty sure I was having an out-of-body experience. There was no other way to describe all the sensations wrapping around my limbs.

My stomach clenched, my legs shook, and the snap as my cock erupted had my eyes rolling into the back of my head. She slurped, drinking me in, not letting go of a single drop. I felt it almost immediately, the warmth coating my insides as Dylan erupted inside of me, branding me, marking me as his as much as he was mine.

“Oh fuck, baby,” he groaned. “Look how good you’re taking my cock.” Fuck, fuck... his words only prolonged my orgasm. I had a feeling I was going to collapse within seconds. “Fuck, Ash!” he shouted, still pumping inside of me, pushing in his cum with every new movement, until I felt him softening, his hips slowing down.

My head was too heavy to lift, but I glanced only one time to see him pushing in the cum inside of me, his fingers playing me like a fiddle, and God... I have never seen anything better.

Skylar moved next to me, pulling me up with her, letting me rest on her chest, just as Dylan came on my other side, wrapping his arms around us. We were a sticky mess, but I didn’t have the strength to move and clean up. My eyes fluttered closed, letting me fall asleep with them. In the last moment, just before sleep took over my body, I felt their lips on my body, and the smile on my face was the last thing I did before falling into a deep slumber.

20

SKYLAR

I stopped havingany feeling in my toes about half an hour ago, but freezing was well worth the view in front of me. We weren’t too far from Winworth, just on the other side, close to Seattle, yet sitting here, sipping my now already cold coffee, made it feel like I was in a completely different world.

The white blanket made of snow covered the mountains, the cold winter sky enveloping us in an embrace of silence and I had never felt more at peace. I had forgotten what it felt like, just sitting in one spot, uncaring about anything else that might be happening around you, because you were happy. At peace. Completely and utterly satisfied with your life.

Maybe my life was as far from perfect as it could be, but right here, right now, everything seemed okay. As if time stood still while the three of us hid in this little cabin, far away from everything bad that was a part of our lives for far too long.

Moments like these made me believe that there was a future after all. There was a better tomorrow, a better way to live our lives, no matter how fucked up everything seemed just yesterday. The road ahead was a long one, but we’d traveled the worst distances before and came out of it on the other side.

Ash and Dylan were still inside, trying to decide what to order from the in-room dining for our lunch, bickering like an old married couple while I stood there, grinning from ear to ear while they both tried to prove their points. Dylan argued that burgers had all the nutrition we needed, while Ash tried to convince him that salad also had everything our bodies needed, especially after that workout last night.

But it felt normal. I felt normal. Even through their bickering I could still see the love they carried for each other. I could feel the love they had for me in every single touch, every look, every little word.

Happiness wasn’t something I thought I would ever deserve, but I was allowing myself to be happy. I allowed myself to accept the love I had never felt before. I allowed myself to dream about a better future, where all three of us would get to live freely, without Judah fucking Blackwood breathing down our necks.

“Are you planning on becoming a snow girl, or is there something else going on?” Ash’s voice pulled me back from my thoughts. With a bright smile I turned toward him, stifling the laughter that wanted to break free when I saw a blanket wrapped around his shoulders. “I can see your eyes laughing, Moonshine,” he murmured, his eyes narrowed at me. “Don’t you dare.”

“Why the hell do you have a blanket around you?” I mentally patted myself on the back for not laughing in his face. The blanket was completely wrapped around him, all the way to his chin. I had a feeling that one small push would have him rolling on the floor like a baby panda. “It’s not even that cold.”

“Not that cold?” His eyes widened, those lips I loved so much parting in shock and he took a step back as if I had offended him with my words. “You’re sitting out here in flip-flops, Sky. Fucking flip-flops. This weather has pneumonia written all over it, and you’re sitting in flip-flops.”

My gaze fell on my feet, clad in the pair of flip-flops as he had mentioned, before it moved back to him. “It was the only thing I could find.” I shrugged. “Besides, I think you’re being a big baby. It really isn’t that cold.”

His eyebrows practically reached his hairline, the indignation evident on his face as he took a step forward, coming closer to me. “Sky,” he started, dropping down on one knee and placing his hand on mine. “I know you’re used to the Winworth weather and the cold–”

“I’m actually not.” I chuckled. “I hate the cold. I hate the winter, but I don’t know,” I said, moving my eyes over the scenery once again. “It’s calm. Peaceful. It makes me want to stay here and never go back.”

His long fingers slowly moved over my thigh toward my hand that was lying in my lap, entwining our fingers together. When I looked down at him, I could see a thousand emotions flickering over his face, fighting for dominance in those brilliant eyes, and I was pretty sure I looked the same.

We’d had a lifetime of war, and barely any peace.

We’d been through hell and back, but we found our way back to each other, and it took me a while to realize what a gift I had, being loved by the two of them. It took me a while to be thankful for everything I already had, without only focusing on all the bad things that were happening.

“Let’s go inside, yeah?” Ash murmured, pressing his lips to my ice-cold fingers. “My balls are about to shrivel and completely disappear and you’re freezing cold, baby. Besides, the food is here and if we don’t hurry, Dylan will eat everything.”

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