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“I can’t lose it, I don’t know what it’s for.”

“Knowing them, it’s important and we’ll be finding out soon enough. They’ve proven everything they say and do is strategic, even if it isn’t immediately clear what their motive is. Don’t doubt the society wants us all alive… if we were meant to die, we would’ve.” I’ve been doing a lot of reflecting over everything this morning while sitting out here and the realization hit me right away this is part of their bigger plan.

“I want to know, but I’m also scared.”

“I bet you are, my love. No worries this time, me and Beau will be by your side through whatever they have in store.”

Her jaw trembles as more tears fall, landing on my shoulder. “I’m so sick of this. Why can’t they leave us alone already? You two have done more than enough, I’m sure. I don’t have a clue what either of you went through alone before Beau took me to the cabin, but I’d bet it’s been a lot.”

“Can’t talk about it. We weren’t able to discuss it between the two of us either; that’s how the society fucked me and Beau up so badly, by keeping us a part.”

“No more,” she breathes.

“Exactly, and I’m certain they’ve gotten the message loud and clear after I set their fucking torture house on fire.”

“The old university.”

“Yep, I bet they caught some heavy shit for the damage to a historical building, but I don’t give a fuck. There are no limits when it comes to you, Iris. I needed them to know I’m angry and won’t go down without a vicious fight.”

“I don’t understand how anyone would want to be a part of their screwed-up brotherhood after the insanity I’ve experienced, let alone you guys.”

I shrug, running my fingertips over her bare legs. Goosebumps feather across her smooth skin, making me smirk, a glorious reminder of her bent over teasing us while she shaved earlier. “In the end, it’s about power. The only other thing I want aside from you and Beau in my life is the power they can give me.”

“What about the torture you’ve endured? Your eye is still purple! Not to mention the bruises and marks over the rest of your beautiful body. I hate seeing you like this.” She cuddles closer, her soft palm gliding over my chest while she struggles with what she’s imagining we’ve endured.

“Shirtless?” I tease, attempting to lighten the conversation. “You think I’m beautiful?”

She snorts. “I love you shirtless and you know you’re gorgeous. You’re way too conceited to pretend otherwise.”

Grinning, I turn and press a kiss to her forehead. “It’s confidence. I take care of myself to look this way.”

“Right, I have a feeling on your worst days you’re still a ten. Case in point: you right now, beaten to a pulp, still dropping my panties.”

“We haven’t allowed you to wear panties, so it doesn’t count.”

She shoves against my chest at my teasing. But it’s working; I have her distracted, which is exactly what I was trying to do. I only want her happy, always. “You know what I mean.”

“I do. I’m lucky these princely good looks got your attention.”

“Princely? Oh brother, now your ego is getting even bigger.”

My hand trails up her leg, over her knee, to pause on her thigh. Never in a million fucking years did I think a woman’s knee could be cute, but on Iris, it is. Fuck me sideways, I’m so far gone for her, it’s ridiculous. She quietly hums at my leisurely pace, so I continue. My fingers shift up and down, lightly caressing a tender path towards her delicious cunt. “You know what I think?”

“No, what?”

With a quickness that sends shocks of pain through my sore muscles, I shift us on the chair. I don’t give her the chance to process the change of position before I’m sinking to my knees between her legs. Shoving the sundress up to her waist, I take in the glistening wetness between her thighs begging for my touch.

“Kingston!” she gasps as I dive forward, needing a taste.

“Such a pretty pussy. Now be a good girl and hold your dress up for me. I want to see the underside of those heavy tits every time I glance up while eating your pussy.” She does as instructed and I eagerly slide my tongue against her clit. Pointing it, I rub swift, strong circles then alternate shifting it up and down. Her hips jostle as she squirms, but my grip on her is tight enough to hold her in place. She has nowhere to escape, as she needs this orgasm to let go. My baby has too much eating her up inside and as her man, it’s my job to ease the burden any way I can.

“Oh my God, Kingston,” she moans, eyes glazed with lust as she watches me taste her. My fingers play in her juices, coating the tips as I run them through her folds while my tongue writesI love youandminein cursive against her sensitive clit. “Yes, yes, yes,” she chants, making my cock grow impossibly harder, but I ignore it. This is all about her, not me.

My mouth widens as I take more of her between my lips and suck. My fingers circle her pussy hole, teasingly a few times, before thrusting inside to the hilt. She cries out, pulsing around my fingers. She’s so close to her orgasm, pussy soaked and needy, drawing on my fingers while at the same time challenging me to do more.

Pulling free, I move lower, tonguing her entrance as my fingers push into her ass. She tastes so fucking good; it has my head spinning. Not to mention, every time I glance up, her gaze is pinned on me and it’s so goddamn hungry for me to pleasure her.

The thumb of my free hand enters her at the same time my tongue and fingers slip inside her ass. Her body straight up vibrates. “Oh!” she shrieks and then it hits her full force. She gushes like a waterfall against my mouth and fingers as I lick and suck every last drop of her excitement and cum.

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