Namesake (Voiders #1) - Marie Harte Page 0,5

sound full of need.

What the hell’s a Prime? Dazed at the intense lust swamping her, Vicki tried to remember why sex with Ravagers was dangerous. And failed.

Chapter Four

Eric sucked hard at her neck and groaned. “That’s it, give it to me.” He managed a hand down her pants. “Oh yeah, you’re wet, baby. So fucking ready.”

The others panted in time, as if drawing the same breaths.

“Do it now, Prime.”

“Fuck her.”

“Mark her,” Dominic urged, and the others stilled. “This one. I feel it.”

Lost to common sense, to the fact she was close to having an orgasm in public, Vicki shifted and cried out when a finger suddenly penetrated her. Oh please. She was nearly there, and she needed it so bad.

“Ride it, baby. Come for me,” Eric said, his eyes blazing. “That’s it.”

A stupid, responsible part of her protested weakly. “I th-think I h-have to go.” Somewhere Sean waited for her. She had to get the client that ring. Vicki couldn’t have sex in public with four men. Four Ravagers, for God’s sake.

She should tell them no. To stop. She really should. And she would, well, pretty soon. Maybe.

But reason didn’t make a peep as Eric thumbed her clit and thrust another finger inside her, widening her. Vicki was on fire. The hands on her continued to tease, touching her everywhere.

Eric continued to finger-fuck her and whispered, “Take it. Let your pussy swallow my fingers, then my dick. I’m doing to ram it up in you. Bathe you in my seed. Then the pack will have you, again and again, until you belong. We’ll take good care of you, Vicki. Real good care.”

He nipped her earlobe, and she shuddered as she came around him in the fiercest orgasm she’d ever experienced in her life. Bucking against his magical fingers, she clawed at him like a mad woman.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Logan breathed.

“My turn.” Eric’s eyes glowed, much like hers, she thought dazedly. He removed his hand from between her thighs and fiddled with the snap of his jeans. Then the snap of her jeans.

Her jeans. Over her now drenched panties.

Blushing three shades of red, Vicki pushed at his chest and found Eric immovable. The hands on her breasts shoved her to the wall, no longer playing but restraining. Logan and Jesse growled in warning while Dominic monitored it all behind them.

The hell of it all was that Vicki found them arousing when she should have been screaming at them to let her go. Eric shoved at the waistband of her jeans and tangled his fingers in her pocket. When he brushed against the ring there, Vicki froze.

Sean would be waiting, unaware of Chen’s infiltration into the Salinas. Worse, Chen might have already grabbed him, wanting his property back. So much for Sean’s grand plan to steal the thing in plain sight.

“I have to go,” she said. Eric’s cock brushed her belly, and she shivered. He is so damn sexy. “No. I need to go.”

He stared into her eyes, and she swore he saw into the very heart of her. “Is that what you really want?” he fairly purred.

“No,” honestly compelled her to admit. She swore under her breath when he grinned. “Shit. I mean, yeah, I uh, I think I should go?” Why am I asking him?

Her body still pulsed with the delicious aftershocks of that orgasm, that was why. And she wanted another one, but this time with him inside her.

“Come around me this time,” he ordered.

She stared at his lengthening fangs and brilliant gaze. He bent his head to her throat and positioned himself between her folds. When the hell did my legs let go of his waist? And why are my pants and panties around my ankles?

Knowing she had piss poor timing but unable to help it, Vicki took energy from the men around her. Reaching out to touch Dominic, she linked physically to all of them as she absorbed their strength.

With a mighty yell, she let it go.

The four of them flew back through the air as if carried by a tornado. She spared a moment to straighten her clothes and made sure they could move after crashing through several tables, then tore off like a shot out the back exit.

Vicki chastised herself as the Ravagers’ incredible arousal still rode her hard. What had she been thinking? And why the hell was this damn ring important enough to stop right before Eric had a chance to push inside her?

Because we’re professionals, and Tommy Chen needs to do serious