Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38466 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38466 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
When Deacon sat fully embedded, she breathed against his mouth. Never had she felt so full or connected as she did right now. They started to move.
One pulled out while the other pushed in. They took care of her, made she sure knew what they were doing, what they wanted. They made sure it felt good for her, that she wasn’t in any pain.
There were no words to describe the pleasure she felt. She gripped Thayer’s shoulders and dueled tongues with Deacon, and she felt herself climb higher. With her eyes closed she couldn’t tell who started rubbing circles around her clit.
That was all she needed to be set off. She flew higher than she ever had flown. Never had she felt something as powerful has having both of them inside of her.
Their paces increased, and she exploded around them again. Her muscles tightened, and they cursed in unison. With a veil of ecstasy covering her, she thought she heard them roar out as they came. Mine echoed off the walls as they shouted out in their own orgasms.
Opening her eyes, she looked into Deacon’s eyes. The icy blue flashed brightly before her. It looked otherworldly in its intensity, and when she looked at Thayer she saw the same fierceness reflected at her.
“You’re ours, Jessa.” Thayer kissed her hard and broke away. He was still thrusting in her, but they were slow, lazy.
“We won’t let you go, baby.” Deacon growled the words as he sank into her once more. Both brothers stilled inside of her, their erratic breathing matching hers.
They had sounded so feral and animalistic, and she couldn’t help but picture a set of wild animals stalking nature on their hunt for their next conquest.
She felt like their prey, and that they had their sights set on her.
Chapter
Twenty-One
“Yeah?” Paul pushed the woman currently draped over his chest away and sat on the side of the bed.
Balancing his cell phone between his shoulder and neck, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He gritted his teeth as his head pounded from the sudden movement.
Clasping his temple as it throbbed in pain, the image of fierce Jessa charging him brought a grin to his face. So the little bitch had finally grown a spine?
He couldn’t deny he found it extremely arousing.
“Um, is this the man who put the ad in the paper? The one looking for the missing woman?” The girl on the phone sounded young and a little unsure. It was just the way Paul liked them.
“Who’s asking?” The woman beside him groaned, and he pushed off the bed and stalked into the bathroom for some privacy.
He had a hard-on, but not because of the naked woman lying on his bed. His was hard because the thought of actually finding Jessa after weeks of searching for her might finally come to an end.
“I—” She cleared her throat, and he forced himself not to snap that she get the fuck on with it. He wasn’t a man known for his patience, and this one really tested his. “My name is Rosie.” She hesitated before she spoke again. “The girl in the paper looks a lot like the one I saw in the coffee shop I work at. She’s staying in a cabin owned by the Unica brothers.”
Paul stared at himself in the mirror. Even after weeks of healing and the stitches being removed, it still looked like someone hit him with a fucking fireplace poker.
So that little slut was shacking up with two guys? Well, looks like he’d just have to go and take his property back.
If Jessa thought he would let her walk out of his life and hide away with some assholes, she must not remember his belt very well.
“How sure are you that the woman in the paper is the same one you saw?” He made sure to place a missing person’s ad in the local and a few of the surrounding cities’ newspapers.
He didn’t doubt that someone was bound to recognize her. Besides, Jessa had been a homebody the whole time he had known her. She hadn’t gone far. That much was certain.
“I’m pretty sure, or I wouldn’t have called you.”
His reflection showed his flash of teeth at her smart ass comment. “You think you could show me where this cabin is?”
“I mean, why are you searching for her?”
Forcing himself to remain calm, he said, “She’s my wife, and I have reason to believe she has been kidnapped, possibly even hurt.”
Her sigh of defeat let him know she believed his full of shit lie.
“Yeah, I can show you where it is.” A long pause succeeded his words, but before his irritation came through in his voice she spoke. “The reward you offered … is it really that much?”
He grinned wider. “Yeah, as long as she is safe and unharmed.” They scheduled a time to meet up, and he ended the call.