Page 115 of Retribution
He never stops making out with me as his hips thrust up to fuck his knot into my cunt, and I tangle my fingers into his hair greedily. The toy is strong, and my clit practically cries out from being overstimulated.
It also feels really fucking good though, and my slick pushes out around Grant’s knot to help his way inside. I can hear my cunt slurping and sucking on his knot, causing me to whine as he gets to the widest place.
“You’re almost there,” Lucas purrs. “You look like the perfect meal, splayed out just for us.”
“I’d rather eat her any day,” Alesso growls.
They talk me through taking a knot with lots of praise, and I can feel myself flushing with pleasure. The combination of the guys, Grant’s tender ministrations as he rubs my clit without remorse, and his knot finally pushing all the way inside of me sets me off.
Grant swallows down my scream as I come around his cock, and he fucks me with his knot until he finds his release right after me with a gasp.
“I think we are well on our way to christening the new house,” Oliver smirks.
“I really like this place,” I say, looking around with a grin on my face.
I haven’t had a full tour yet, but I saw the living room that doesn’t have any furniture yet, but a giant modular couch would be perfect there. It would make snuggles with everyone easy. I need some more curtains for the windows, but it’s really pretty.
The walls are a deep blue, and the floors are a nice hardwood. Outside of the little dining room, my nest, and the living room, that’s all I’ve seen.
“I should get a tour of our house soon, don’t you think?” I ask.
My skin is covered in a light sheen of sweat, and Lucas gets up and pulls the sweatshirt back over my head when he sees me shiver.
“That’s a given,” he reassures me. “So this feels better than the mansion?”
“It’s all open. I can see every window from right here, including the front door. That’s important to me,” I say.
“I know it is. Like I said, Grant made sure to upgrade all the windows so we’re as safe as possible,” he says.
“Good,” I murmur sleepily.
“No one is moving for a bit, least of all me,” Grant chuckles. “Close your eyes for a little while. We’ll be here when you wake up.”
Feeling warm and fuzzy as Grant shuts his legs and wraps his arms around me after putting away the toy, I feel my eyes getting heavy.
Things are good for now, everyone is safe. Sleep sounds wonderful.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Alesso
The rhythm we’ve been finding the last few days is one that I’ve been craving. I’m rubbing Leila’s back as she sleeps on my chest after waking up an hour ago. She wasn’t hungry or wet, she just needed love.
Since I’m well aware of how that feels, I quietly got up and took a walk around the house as I whispered stories to her. I told her about Italy and my family, and we looked out the window at the snow. Eventually, she fell asleep again and now I’m gazing at Lucas, Oliver, and Isolde as they sleep together.
Grant will share when necessary, but he stole her away the night after her heat ended. They kept Leila too because Isolde missed her after days of being kept apart.
While it was necessary, I know that Isolde feels as if she missed things with her.
I swear thisbambinahas grown, and she appears leaner to me. Leila looks so healthy and happy. Unfortunately, we don’t have any real knowledge of her medical records and we’ll need to find a pediatrician for her.
There are so many things on our list to do, yet the time seems to slip away as we get our house set up. Furniture is slowly getting delivered, and I helped put up curtains with the guys while Isolde wore Leila and directed us.
I will happily take her direction whenever she wants. The glow she has is infectious.
I’m going to soak it all up since I know well how quickly life can change. That’s not to say that I’m a pessimist, I’m not. I’m the first to hold onto life with both hands, but I am suspicious of good things as well.
I don’t know how long this will last. We all have our enemies, Isolde most of all. Yet, for her to deal with those things, she’ll need to leave us and that makes it hard for me to breathe.
