Six - K.I. Lynn Page 0,63

the bed as he climbed between my legs. Heat flooded my cheeks as he slowly worked his hands up my stomach, wrapping his hands around my arms, moving them above my head.

Leaning down, he pressed his lips to mine. A sensuous kiss, one that made my thighs tighten around his hips, drawing him in closer. Slow, devouring strokes of his tongue. His hips flexed into me, pushing his cock against my clit.

We didn’t get the all night fuck-fest he’d mentioned when we left to see Jason, and it seemed he wanted to make up for it right then.

“Five’s here,” I whispered. For days, he waited until Five left on some errand before getting his rocks off, but it seemed there was no more of that.

His mouth sucked warm trails down my neck while his hands pulled my shirt up and over my head. “And?” I bit my lip, then hissed as he took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking on it, flicking it with his tongue. “It’s not like I haven’t fucked you in front of someone before.”

My head tipped back onto the bed. He switched to the other nipple and I shuddered, arching into him as my breath sped up.

Within seconds, Six had me from slightly chilly to burning inferno.

The door to the bathroom opened, and his lips attacked mine. I ran my hands up and wrapped them around his shoulders, gripping on the hair at the base of his neck. Bare chest against bare chest as we kissed—nothing felt better.

For such a frightening man, his testosterone filled intensity still made for a panty-wetting attraction.

Sitting up, he grabbed on to my shorts and panties and pulled them down my legs.

There was excitement, a tingling that ignited my cells, knowing the fine male specimen in front of me was about to unleash a torrent of primal need. Skin to skin contact for base urges that I refused to deny.

I dove in head first, because going with the flow was easier than resistance. Pleasure better than pain.

I watched in a hypnotic trance as his fingers worked open his jeans, my hips rotating each second he upped the anticipation.

“Beg.”

My eyes widened. “You want me to beg for it?”

The corner of his mouth moved up into a smirk. His arm stretched down, fingers pressing against my clit.

I reached out, my fingertips skimming across the bulge he was teasing me with. “You play dirty.”

There was a groan somewhere in the room, but my attention was focused on the carnal demon in front of me.

“Get your fucking cock in my pussy and make me come.”

There was a flash in his eyes before he reached out and wrapped his fingers around my throat.

“I make the rules,” he snarled through clenched teeth.

His hold was loose, but a shiver ran through me at the monster about to shatter me. “I like to break the rules, remember?”

He let go, his hand trailing down, stopping to grope my breast before returning to the task of getting his dick out.

I smiled at him, then decided to give him what he wanted with only a little bit of sarcasm. “Please… I need your cock in me, stretching my pussy.” A sweet sarcasm. “Make me scream out that it’s yours and yours alone.”

The last words were barely out when he leaned over and slammed his dick into me. My eyes rolled back as a shuddering, muscle tensing moan ripped its way through me.

There was only a second before he drew his hips back and thrust them forward again. It was a hard, sensual rotation that hit in all the right places.

Low moans slipped from my lips as I drowned with each pounding stretch.

“Fuck.”

I opened my eyes to find Five sitting on the edge of his bed. His hand fisted around his cock, moving in fast strokes.

No shame amongst killers.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him, off the large cock in his hand. It was more erotic than I could have imagined—I was in a live porno. The girl getting fucked while he was the voyeur.

Six moved down so that our chests were mashed together. One arm slipping underneath my back, fingers lacing around the base of my skull. He kissed me again, drawing my attention back to him, back to his cock. Not that it ever left.

His teeth nipped at my neck, scraping their way up toward my jaw.

“For the rest of your life, you’re mine.”

What he said shouldn’t have sent fire through me, because he would be the one to