Page 14 of Merciless
“Gunner, what is it that I supposedly want? Besides, obviously, Reaper and Shadow back.”
He nudged the garage door open with his shoulder while placing a long, lingering kiss on my mouth at the same time. For the first time in days, my heart fluttered at the affection. It wasn’t much, but that tiny response was the most alive and good I’d felt in all that time.
“Us,” Gunner whispered sensually. “For your men to make you feel better.”
Behind me, I heard the metallic clang of tools being dropped into a box. “She said it?” Jandro asked.
“Yeah.” Gunner kept walking forward until he perched me on the back edge of the bike’s seat that Jandro had been working on.
Jandro rolled up from the creeper he’d be lying on, white tank top smudged with black grease. “Alright, I should probably shower first though.”
“Nah dude, right now.” Gunner wedged his hips between my thighs, his steadying hands on my waist. “You’re the only one she hasn’t fucked on a bike.”
“Guys, wait.” I brought my palms up against Gunner’s chest. “I actually don’t think I’m in the mood right now.”
“’Course you’re not.” Gunner stroked my cheek, his gaze warm and loving. “But you don’t want to feel sad anymore, right? At least for a little bit?”
Oh,nowI saw what he was getting at. Jandro told him about how we had sex right before I left to find Shadow. I had told Jandro I was tired of feeling miserable then, and it was true. A good fucking seemed like the perfect distraction, a release of all the misery I’d been absorbing for weeks before. In my exhausted, heartbroken state, I probably even thought it would make for a nice goodbye.
The sex had been wonderful, but it made leaving so difficult.
I nodded at Gunner, pulling my lip between my teeth. Like back then, I barely felt like myself, being so knotted up with fear and worry. Fuck, I barely felt human, or alive. My men knew that, and this was an attempt to give me a little bit of life back.
“Then will you give us a chance to get you in the mood?” Gunner’s fingers trailed to my neck, his eyes remaining fixated on mine. “We’ll stop if it’s not doing anything for you.” His thumb dragged over my dry, cracked lower lip. I must have looked like shit, but he was staring at me and touching me like I was the only thing he wanted. “I just want my baby girl to feel good.”
I bobbed my head in a tired nod. “Okay, we can try.” That was probably the most un-sexy thing I could say to get things started, but Gunner only smiled warmly as he leaned down to kiss me again.
His tongue probed gently at the seam of my lips and I opened up to him, closing my eyes and returning the sweet presses of his mouth. The light fluttering in my body returned, but it didn’t grow stronger as Gunner’s hands slid around my waist to stroke my back. Nor as his tongue surged deeply into my mouth and he touched me in all the right ways. He wasn’t doing anything wrong, but I couldn’t bring myself to feelintothis.
Our kiss ended and I didn't find myself reaching for another.
"I'm sorry, Gun," I whispered. "I just can't."
Before he could answer, the bike shifted slightly as Jandro climbed on behind me. Warm fingers, slightly damp from just being washed, skimmed over my hips. Jandro's chest came to support my back, his form solid and smelling lightly of motor oil.
"Lean on me," he ordered gently, hands spanning across my hips and lower back. "Let us care for you."
I allowed my head to tip back, finding Jandro's shoulder there to catch me. Gunner took the opportunity to kiss down the column of my throat, and a small gasp escaped me when his teeth closed to take a sharp nibble of my flesh.
I barely had a moment to take another breath when Gunner's mouth returned to mine, his kiss biting and rough. The sting of his teeth in my lip made me squirm against the hot, solid wall of Jandro behind me.
Gunner broke away, his eyes bright and pretty lips smirking. "I think I know what our girl needs."
"Yeah?" Jandro's breath fanned over my ear and neck in a light tickling sensation that was nowhere near enough.
Gunner's hand closed around the front of my throat and my pulse immediately fired up. He felt it thrumming under his firm grip on the sides of my neck and grinned at my resulting ragged breaths.
"She needs it hard. She needs us to fuck her until she's sore and bruised and can't feel anything else that hurts." Gunner adjusted his grip on my neck so he could brush his thumb tenderly over my cheekbone. "Isn't that right, baby girl?"
His filthy words, his bites, and the weight of his hand on my throat made me feel more alive than any of the warm hugs or sweet kisses I'd received in the last few days. My pulse throbbed in my pussy, the need to be taken roughly already making me ache.
"Yes," I whimpered desperately. "Make me feel nothing else but you."
With that, Gunner returned the pressure to both sides of my neck, squeezing just a fraction tighter as he took another rough, bruising kiss from my mouth. A hard, sucking bite on the nape of my neck stole my breath away. Jandro's hands dove under my shirt as his mouth attacked the back of my neck, pawing and groping rudely on his way to my breasts.
The guys got me topless and Jandro's hard pinch of my nipples had me crying out. Already I was so sensitive and it made me crave even more sensation. Gunner got to work on removing my pants and then it was Jandro's hand on my throat, holding me in place while he sucked and gnawed on my earlobe.
"You want me to fill your little ass?" he asked in a harsh growl, his free hand still groping roughly over my breasts. "Want to ride two cocks on this bike,Mariposita?"
