Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
He was lucky things had worked out.
“Is she all right? What’s going on?” Beck appeared, looking worried. “She’s so pale.”
“She’s terrified of heights,” Hux explained. “She nearly had a panic attack.”
“Fuck,” Owen said. “I’m so fucking sorry, baby girl.”
“It wasn’t that bad,” she said.
Hux sent her a fierce look. “Do not downplay your feelings. I don’t like that. That’s another rule.
Her mind whirled from everything. “Do you all talk to each other about the rules?”
Or did they just make them up willy-nilly?
“Of course we talk,” Owen said. “How else will we know when to smack your butt when you break them?”
“Here, give her to me. I want to check her over,” Beck said.
“What’s going on?” Judd demanded, striding over. “What’s wrong? Why is she so pale?”
She sighed. “Hux, let me down.” She still wasn’t happy with Judd.
“No.”
She raised her eyebrows. What was going on with Hux?
“I’m taking care of her. Just like I did up there. And you all can fuck off.” Turning, Hux strode away with her in his arms.
She gaped up at him. “Um, Hux?”
“What?” Then he looked down at her with a wince. “Sorry, little darlin’, didn’t mean to snap.”
“You’re not really mad at them, are you?” He sighed and stepped into a bathroom. He kicked the door shut, then set her down on her feet before turning to lock it. “No, I just get annoyed that they seem to think I can’t look after you.”
She cupped his face between her hands. “But you can. You took care of me so well. Thank you, Daddy Hux.”
He closed his eyes, letting out a deep breath. “You’re welcome, little darlin’.”
“What are we doing in here, though?”
“I thought you might want to get cleaned up.”
Oh shit.
She probably looked awful. Owen, Judd, and Beck seemed to think so. Turning to the mirror, she gasped and tried to tame her hair which had gone crazy.
“Actually, I wasn’t talking about your hair,” Hux said, moving behind her to look at her in the mirror. “I was talking about this.”
He slid his hand up under her dress to cup her mound. “I think you likely need some cleaning up, don’t you?”
“Y-yes.” She watched him wide-eyed in the mirror.
He turned her, then dropped to his knees in front of her. Lifting the bottom of her dress, he pulled aside her panties and took a long lick of her. She reached back and gripped hold of the counter. He took her foot and placed it on his shoulder, pushing her thighs apart.
Then he ran his tongue over her slick lips again.
“Hux,” she moaned. “More.”
“I’m cleaning you up, little darlin’. We’re not meant to be making more of a mess.”
“I want you. Please.”
He gave her another lick before lowering her leg and standing. Then he caged her in, his hands on the counter next to hers. “Not here. I’m not taking you for the first time in a public bathroom.”
“Please.”
He shook his head. “Not here.”
Then where?
Taking hold of her hand, he unlocked the bathroom door. Shoot, she hadn’t had a chance to tidy herself up. Hopefully, they didn’t run into Jonathan.
As they stepped out, she gasped as she saw Owen, Beck, and Judd standing there.
Owen moved toward her, giving Hux a dark look. He ran his gaze over her, then grasped hold of her chin, tilting her face back. “Baby girl?”
“I’m fine. Really, I just . . . I got a fright. But Hux took good care of me.”
“Did he just?” Beck drawled, raising an eyebrow. He took hold of her hand, placing his fingers over her pulse. “Pulse is fast.”
“That could be because I just had my tongue in her pussy,” Hux said.
“In a fucking public bathroom?” Judd snapped.
“Asshole, I was cleaning her up.”
“With your tongue?” Owen asked. “I like your style.”
Hux grinned at him, then his gaze moved to her. “Our girl had a fright and now she needs some extra special attention. I was going to find somewhere . . . private and more comfortable to give her that attention. Are you guys in?”
She sucked in a breath. Was he . . . was he saying what she thought he was?
Beck frowned at Hux. “I think that it’s Chloe you should be directing that question to.”
“Fuck. You’re right.” Hux sent her a sheepish look. “Sorry, little darlin’. If you just want me, that’s fine. More than fine.”
Judd made a scoffing noise.
“Or two of us or more. Whatever you desire.”
“I want . . . I want all of you.”
Shit. She really wasn’t prepared for this. How could she handle all of them? She could barely manage one.
Hux sent her a hungry grin. “Then that’s what you get, little darlin’. Come on.”
He walked away, tugging her along. Owen and Beck fell in behind them. But when she looked behind her, Judd was standing there by himself.
He looked so . . . alone.