Page 113 of Pretty Lethal
Someone’s—Wilder’s, I think—fingers slide between my slick folds, swirling around my clit, before another set of fingers sink inside me.
“Do you want us all at once or one at a time, baby?” Hawk asks.
I’m too overrun with heat and pleasure to even be shocked he’s not running the show.
“One at a time,” I pant, already breathless from the way they’re coaxing my body into a frenzy. “I want all your cum mixing together inside of me.”
“Fuck,” Wilder hisses. “That’s so hot.”
Gathering me into his arms, Hawk doesn’t hesitate to take first pick as he shoves my back into Kai’s chest. My legs tighten around his trim waist as Hawk pulls out his cock and presses it against my entrance before pushing inside.
I’m stretched wide, only able to breathe in small bursts as he sinks into me. “God, you take me so good, Little Sparrow. Fucking made for me.”
I can’t do anything more than nod and hum in agreement as he begins to move. My fingers dig into his shoulders for leverage, and I can feel Kai’s palms spreading my asscheeks and helping me rock against Hawk’s hard thrusts.
After the emotional rollercoaster of today and the desperate ache to hold each of them close, it takes no time at all before my orgasm crests, and I clamp down on Hawk as I seal my lips to his and turn to putty in his hands.
Two more thrusts, and he empties himself inside me with a pleasurable groan, and before I can catch my breath, I’m pulled off his dick and tossed onto the bed on all fours before another cock fills me up.
“Sweetheart,” Kai groans, his thrusts slow and steady. His palms slide up and down my spine, and I soak up the affectionate touch until my body demands more.
“Harder,” I plead, pushing my ass back against him.
He immediately does as I ask, picking up his pace. In the blink of an eye, my White Knight goes from caring and affectionate to hard and demanding as he pounds into me with the full force of his muscles. It’s a struggle to stay on my knees, and when his fingers slide between my thighs and begin playing with my clit, I detonate. He follows me over the edge, collapsing against my sweat-slicked back.
“Stop hogging her, asshole. It’s my turn,” Wilder gripes.
He must shove Kai aside as the next thing I know, I’m being rolled onto my back with Wilder’s face above me, his dick easily sliding home.
“Angel, there’s so much cum inside of you right now, there isn’t a chance in hell you won’t be pregnant after tonight.”
Gathering the last of my energy, I wrap my legs around his hips and pull him deeper into me. Craning my neck, I lift up and flick my tongue along his lower lip. “Fill me up, Wilder.”
“Jesus Christ, Angel. After today, it won’t take much, but if you talk to me like that, I’m going to come before you do.”
“You won’t,” I assure him, already feeling the tell-tale signs of my third orgasm racing along my spine. “I’m so close already.”
“Fuck, Angel.” His pace quickens, every thrust hitting that spot deep inside that makes my legs tremble and my breaths falter.
“Wilder,” I plead, brain turned to mush from too many orgasms, impeding my ability to say anything more.
“I got you, Angel. Come for me.”
On cue, stars ignite behind my eyes and the whole world goes still.
When I next open my eyes, I find myself tucked up against Kai’s chest, Wilder hugging me from behind, and Hawk lying on his other side.
Yeah, I don’t care if we never leave this bed again.
Epilogue
KAI
“Wilder Clearwater.”
Emilia jumps to her feet beside me, shouting and clapping like a maniac as Wilder crosses the stage. Spotting her in the crowd, he blows her a kiss before accepting his degree.
Emilia stays standing as Hadley is called next, followed by Hawk, then each of Hadley’s guys. It’s a big day. Graduation. With all the shit going on in our lives, I wasn’t sure we’d make it here—alive or together.
