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“Fuck yes,” Gideon roars. When I move my hips to match their thrusts, he throws his head back. “Come for me, little monster. Soak me with it and milk me with that pretty little cunt of yours.”
“Don’t stop. Oh my God,” I repeat. My body turns to liquid fire as everything begins to tingle. There’s a deep pressure building rapidly in my core, stronger than I’ve ever felt. It doesn’t hurt—it just feels… explosive. Overwhelming. Powerful. Like a volcano waiting to erupt.
“Don’t hold back,” Theo commands, biting my shoulder. “I want you to watch yourself come all over me.”
His words release the dam building inside of me, and I scream as wave after wave of my climax bursts through me. My limbs lock as my voice turns feral. My eyes cross and roll. I feel myself reject both of them, spraying Gideon’s shirt as I writhe and pant on top of him, empty and wanting.
I’m still twitching as Theo slams back into my ass, just as Gideon uses my arousal to slide easily back into my pussy.
“Fuck, that was so fucking hot,” Gideon snarls as his eyes lock onto my blurry gaze. “Now I’m going to fill you up with my come.”
His cock hardens, then he roars and stills, his cock pulsing inside of me.
“I’m going to come,” Theo says, his voice thick. “Oh fuck, I’m coming.”
I feel him harden inside my ass before he cries out, using his nails to dig into my flesh. He convulses a few times before he stops with a groan. We’re all panting when he finishes.
“Holy fuck,” Gideon whispers, rubbing his face. “You came all over my suit.”
Theo pulls out slowly, as does Gideon, and I collapse onto the bed as they both work to clean everything up.
“That was…”
Theo procures a wet washcloth and cleans me from top to bottom, murmuring something as he places a kiss on my stomach.
“One day, I’m going to fill you with so much seed that you’ll have my baby in your belly.”
His words cause my chest to ache with longing.
“Not if I get there first,” Gideon growls, dabbing himself where I soaked him. He sniffs the towel he’s using and smiles. “Best fucking smell on the planet.”
CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
Alaric
Sterlingand I walk around the penthouse three times to check for any stragglers. We’d killed them all–the entire team on the roof, waiting to raid the place while we were here. It wasn’t easy, and I know I stink of blood, sweat, piss, and tears. It doesn’t bode well for me that I did not bring a clean suit to change into. It’s like I can feel every morsel of dirt on me, and I can’t fucking wait to scrub the Acadian filth off of my skin.
I hate getting dirty, but sometimes, our jobs call for it. Tonight, we used as much tactical gear as we could–grenades, AK-47s, everything with a high output. That shit gets messy really quickly.
Sterling stretches his shoulders and cracks his neck. That wasn’t an easy mission, but it also wasn’t the hardest. We all spend two weeks every year re-training ourselves with the most powerful militaries in the world. They didn’t fuck around, and some of the obstacle courses they put us through were ten times harder than tonight.
But we needed to be ridden hard, by the best of the best. That was how we stayed on top.
That was how wewonevery damn time.
My knuckles are bleeding from throwing punches, and Sterling has a fat lip and a split eyebrow. We walk over body after body, kicking them to ensure they’re dead. Twice now we’ve come across someone moaning in pain, so I put them out of their misery, though not a single one of them deserves it.
Two hundred and twelve.
Well, two hundred and twenty-two, if you include Luka, Savo, the two men in the camera room, the two guards manning the staircase to the roof, and the four guards in the lobby of the building.
It was easy–almost too easy.
I know Acadia’s order is small, but I don’t think we got them all. In fact, I’m sure we’ll be hearing from someone very soon. It will just serve as a reminder to stay vigilant.
Once we located them… they were as good as dead.
“Coast is clear,” Sterling says, shoving a body with his foot. The man groans, and his fingers twitch.
