her head rocking back, revealing the sinews in her throat.
“That’s because you’re on fire, baby,” I murmured, dropping to my knees beside the bed so I could focus on her more. Fucking her with the cold metal plug a few times, I twisted it, pushing down against my fingers once more, before I pulled it out and slid it down to her ass.
One finger retreated, leaving the other inside. I pressed the pointy end of the plug to her rosette and gradually pushed in as I let my other finger exit.
She used her forearm to cover her eyes as I worked, slowly but surely letting her ass swallow the toy, not stopping until it was all the way in. By that point, she was panting and my cock was weeping pre-cum.
I needed in her so bad.
With her legs spread wide, her pussy juicy from her arousal, I slowly crawled onto the bed and lay myself down atop her. Grabbing her forearm, I pressed it above her head.
“Where’d you go?” I complained on a grumble, as I rocked my hips, sliding my dick along her wet juices.
“Nowhere,” she moaned, her eyes fluttering open as she stared up at me. “That feels so good, Law—”
“Don’t even go there,” I burst out with a faint laugh. I dipped down, nipped her chin, then whispered in her ear, “I’m your Saint. Patience only for you. Love only for you—”
A cry escaped her and her arms surged around my waist, her legs cupped me tightly, and she clung to me, her face burrowing in my throat.
“What is it, baby?” I asked, not overly worried because Ama always had been a responsive little thing.
“Never thought I’d have this with you, and now I do, and I feel like I’m going to wake up and it’s all going to be a dream.”
“Well, it’s a good dream for once,” I grumbled, loving her tight clasp on me. “And I ain’t going nowhere. Not by choice.” I was hers. And I didn’t give a fuck if that lessened me in the eyes of my brothers. I’d been hers since I was a kid, since her momma had charged me with looking after her. I’d been her guardian, watching over her ever since, and I’d die doing that. I’d die making sure she was safe.
“The best,” she whispered.
Deciding to make things less emotional because my cock was aching like a SOB, I murmured, “How’s the plug?”
“Feels big.”
I laughed—it was a starter plug, not as big as they could go, and seriously, I’d seen some shit in the bar at the clubhouse. That jeweled plug was tiny by comparison.
“You’ll get used to it,” I told her.
She hummed then arched her hips. “I need you.”
“You can have me,” I growled, my voice rough as I heard the truth in her words—she was as desperate for me as I was for her.
Slipping a hand between us, I grabbed my dick, then pressed the tip to her cunt and let myself slide inside.
“Fuck, you’re so wet, baby,” I ground out, before pressing my mouth to hers. I thrust my tongue between her lips, fucking her there as I began to make love to her pussy. She took me all in, not leaving an inch of me out of in the cold.
And I rewarded her for that with two more orgasms, because I was a gentleman like that.
❖
Ama
Ink slapped my naked ass and I peered at him over my shoulder, mumbling, “What?”
“You still in bed, lazy bones?” he asked, amusement lacing his voice.
“Are you just getting back in?” I replied, rolling over onto my back, just so that he’d see my tits and stop harping at me—three guys’ needs were a lot to handle. Thankfully, my body was getting used to it, to the point where sleeping was becoming more of a necessity than ever.
Who knew that being fucked into exhaustion would take my demons away?
Hell, it was enough to turn me into a sex addict.
Although, that would probably be exchanging one problem for another. Oops.
At least my guys made me cry good tears. Ecstatic tears as my toes curled in and my body shook from the ecstasy they made me feel. That was healthy, right?
“Yeah. We need to get to the parlor soon,” he told me.
“Did church go okay?” I asked, curiosity biting me hard because I’d never known there to be as many churches as there’d been in the last couple of weeks.
He pulled a face, but didn’t chide me for asking. He’d