Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 111086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
“Harder,” he whispered. “Please,” he begged.
I increased the pace of my hand on his cock as Gage and I both thrust into his body at an almost frenetic pace.
“Come for us, baby. Want you to feel it all when your men begin filling you up.”
Everett moaned. His fingers bit into my skin where he was hanging onto my shoulders. I slid my free hand down to Gage’s ass and reveled in his flexing muscles as he drove into Everett over and over again. I could feel Everett’s inner muscles tightening around us even more as his cock pulsed in my hand. It was all I could to do keep from coming myself.
Everett’s release was epic. He screamed as it tore through his body with vicious force. His body clamped down on our dicks as he began shooting jets of cum between his and my bodies. With him pinned between us like he was, he couldn’t move much, but I could still feel the violent tremors that crashed over him in waves.
“Gage,” I called, because I was so fucking close, I could hardly bear it.
“Not yet,” Gage demanded as he slapped his hand on the bed next to my head. I pulled my hand from between my and Everett’s bodies, and not caring that it was covered in Everett’s cum, joined it with Gage’s. He linked our fingers. We were both still fucking into Everett hard and fast, but when his orgasm finally peaked, Gage’s eyes locked with mine and he nodded his head. The tension seeped from Everett’s body as the orgasm began to wane and he went lax between us. His cheek was pressed against my chest. Gage kissed him gently. “Feel, Everett,” he demanded. “Feel how much your men need you. Feel them making you theirs forever.”
Everett managed a nod, but nothing more.
I’d learned enough about Gage’s expressions to know how close he was or wasn’t to orgasming. From the way his neck muscles were bulging and his fingers were gripping mine, I knew if we didn’t go at the same time, it would be damn close.
It was.
He went over first, so I had a few precious moments of clarity during which I could enjoy the sensation of his cum burning the ultra-sensitive skin of my cock. I gave up the fight and let go completely. I was only aware of one word, spoken by a very satisfied-sounding Everett, before I lost all ability to think as I gave in to my orgasm.
Yes.
Gage and I both jerked awake at practically the same time when Happy let out a loud growl. She was lying on the foot of the bed, but it was too dark for me to make anything out at first. I thought maybe it was just one of those random growls in response to something the dog had heard outside, but Gage was out of the bed and pulling on his pants in one swift move.
“Gage,” I began, but he put his finger to his mouth. Luckily, my eyes had adjusted enough so I could make out the move. I immediately slid out of the bed and grabbed a pair of sweatpants that were lying on the floor. They were Gage’s, but I didn’t care.
I’d just gotten the pants drawn up when Happy let out another growl and climbed off the bed. She walked slowly toward the open bedroom door, then cocked her head. The hair along the back of my neck stood up and I immediately grabbed my gun off the nightstand. The second I had it in my hand, Happy took off out the door. She didn’t make a sound, which somehow put me even more on edge. Seconds later, we heard a loud crash downstairs and a muffled shout. Gage tore out of the room as Everett jerked awake.
“What—”
A gunshot resonated through the air.
“Stay here!” I shouted to Everett. I didn’t wait to see if he did what I said. There was another gunshot just as I ran out of the room, and fear for Gage had me almost falling down the stairs. The scene I stumbled onto was one of pure chaos. Happy was latched onto the arm of a figure at the base of the stairs and Gage was struggling with a second intruder by the couch. Both darkly clad figures were armed. I couldn’t risk shooting either intruder for fear of hitting Happy or Gage.
“Gage!” I called. He seemed to know exactly what I wanted because he yelled a command to Happy in French and the dog immediately released the man she’d been holding onto. I shot him square in the chest before he could even recover from the attack. As soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs, I put a second bullet in his brain.
I lifted my gun to search out Gage and the man he was fighting, only to find that Gage had gotten the upper hand. He was behind the guy and had his arm wrapped around his throat in a brutal headlock. The man had dropped the gun and was clawing at Gage’s arm, but when Gage used his free hand to twist the man’s head, it was all over, and his lifeless body fell to the floor when Gage let him go.