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I’d be honest with him no matter what.
“How do you feel after today?” he asked. “And remember, I don’t want to hear what you think I want to hear. I want to know exactly what you’re thinking.”
I lifted forward, pulled his cock from between us, and notched it at my entrance.
Only as I sank down on him, and earned a groan from his lips, did I say, “If I saw Elliette right now, I’d murder her. I’d pull that gun out from under your pillow and pull the trigger. I’d take her out without a single ounce of…”
“Well isn’t that just convenient…” I heard a maniacal voice say from behind me.
I didn’t think. Didn’t question. Only reacted.
I reached for the gun, but it wasn’t there.
Mostly because it was in Quinn’s hand and already aimed at the female that’d entered our inner sanctum.
“Don’t fuckin’ move,” Quinn ordered, gripping the gun so hard I heard the metal groan.
“I second his assessment,” Gable snarled. “Drop the gun.”
My pussy clenched on Quinn’s cock, shock and surprise at the sound of voices in the room that I thought was empty but for the two of us.
“I’d rather fuckin’ die than…” Elliette snarled, whirling on Gable.
But, before anyone could move, Auden was there, disarming her before she could do a thing more than take a step in his brother’s direction.
The light was flipped on, and I was left staring in shock as Gable and Auden each stood naked but a pair of skintight underwear, in the room where I was currently stuffed full of their brother’s cock.
Elliette, upon seeing us, screamed, “You fuckin’ bitch!”
Quinn did the strong man routine, jackknifed up, and maneuvered us so that he was over the top of me, still very much inside of me, and protecting me with his body again.
There was a scuffle, and then the sound of Elliette being dragged out of the room.
The door slammed closed, and I heard a body hit the floor right outside the bedroom door as a pair of cuffs clinked together.
It was a very distinctive sound, and I couldn’t stop myself from saying, “Where do you think your brothers had those cuffs hiding?”
I turned my gaze to my husband—my God, was it a great feeling to be able to call him that—to see him staring down at me with mirth on his face.
He flexed his hips, and then started to push inside me in small pulses.
“I thought you said that you couldn’t do any work tonight?” I asked breathlessly.
Embarrassingly enough, I was stupidly close.
All that had just happened, and there I was, ready to burst.
Jesus, was that all it took? Him inside of me, giving me that look?
I arched my back, my peaked nipples pressed against the fabric of my shirt, that was in turn pressed against his hard chest.
His gaze went to my mouth, and then he did this delicious slide of his hips, and I was moaning.
“Not to break this up!” Gable called out. “But police are here. Hurry it up.”
I rolled us both back over, me on top, and took over.
Despite what he said, he was still hurt.
