Page 108 of Ice
“Can’t believe how easily you gave up, little vixen. Guess you’re just loving having both holes filled like a little whore.”
I gasped, realising that I was too busy enjoying everything, and immediately started trying to wriggle free of him, wrenching a sharp gasp from him, as I squeezed down on his dick in the process.
Fingers gripped my hair, and Ice pulled my head up a little, so I was no longer muffling my sounds of pleasure in the bedding.
“Too little too late, Lissa. You didn’t fight, and now I’m gonna come inside you, and maybe next time I’ll be coming in that sweet little tight ass of yours. Wait until you feel my big cock sliding up there. You’re gonna scream, and I still won’t stop.”
Everything combined, his words, and his fingers pulling at my hair, that thumb in my ass, his hard dick filling me brutally, and the way he pinned me to the bed with his body, it all added up to one hell of an orgasm, which hit unexpectedly and actuallymade me let out embarrassingly whimpery gasps and moans, and possibly even some mention of a deity.
While I waited for the spots to clear from my vision, and my body to stop tingling with aftershocks, Ice let out a sharp yell, and rammed deeper again as he came inside me.
“Fucking hell, woman. You’re gonna kill me, but it’s gonna be worth it.”
I rubbed my sweaty face against the bedding, as Ice lowered more of his weight over me, bracing himself as best he could. The thumb he’d had in my ass had eased out carefully, as he came, and I was still absorbing how that felt, and whether I wanted him to take it further next time.
“You called me a whore.”
Ice kissed the back of my neck.
“Too much? It felt right at the time, but I don’t have to do it again.”
I wriggled beneath him, and was rewarded with a soft groan from my man, as his lips continued to tease their way over my heated skin.
“I liked it.”
A low chuckle rumbled right beside my ear.
“I liked it too. Now, I think we should shower together, and get something to eat. I’m starved.”
Once we were in the shower, Ice carefully checked me over to make sure he hadn’t hurt me, and he insisted on washing me gently, and shampooing my hair for me, which was a pleasure I’d never realised I needed in my life.
“It wasn’t too much?”
I turned to face him, as he finished rinsing my hair.
“It was perfect. You were in full predator mode the second you walked in.”
He grinned at me, turning the water off, and helping me wrap in a big towel.
“I was already feeling territorial after the thing with Has, and then Reacher asked me to see if you’ll talk to him, and I was overloaded with fucking jealousy by the time I got up here. Even though I know he just needs someone to listen, it was another man asking about you. Turns out I’m pretty possessive of what’s mine.”
I smiled as he carefully wrapped a smaller towel around my hair, squeezing it lightly, to remove the excess water.
“I’m okay with possessive, Ice. On you, it’s actually pretty sexy, and of course I’ll talk to Reacher. I know he has a lot on his plate, and I have no other clients to listen to, so why not?”
“Maybe this is where you’re needed, babe. We’re a fucked up bunch of guys, so having a therapist onsite might work out well.”
I shrugged as we headed into the bathroom, my legs still a little shaky now and then.
“I’m happy to help any of your brothers, Ice. Maybe I can open up a small place nearby and see other clients too. If I’m not blacklisted, that is.”
Ice grabbed me before I reached the bed, dragging me around to face him, one hand closing around my throat. It wasn’t a tight grip, but it spoke volumes. He was feeling territorial again, and it sent another thrill through me.
“Just talk to them, Ice. Nothing more, you know that.”
He shuddered. “I know, babe. Thing is, I’m just not secure enough to let my brothers around you when I’m not there… I mean, unless…”
“Unless?”
