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)
She gaped at him. “What? Wait. Is that what you’ve been doing on your laptop all this time?”
“Yep. I’ve worked my way through everyone I could identify in that mob that surrounded you and Hux. Then I moved on to your old classmates. I tried looking into that gang but all the members are either dead or in jail.”
“Owen, you can’t do that!”
“Why not?” He just stared calmly at her.
“You all knew?”
Judd shrugged. “I’m with Owen. All those people should pay for hurting you. Now, eat. I want to see a third of this plate gone.”
A third? Was he nuts? No, wait. That didn’t matter. What Owen was doing did. Except why did it? He was only taking care of her, Owen style.
She breathed out, shaking her head. “Just don’t get caught.”
His smile was wicked. “Never.”
She ate some pasta, a drop of sauce landing on her dress. “Oh, shoot. Oh, no.”
“Nothing to stress over,” Beck soothed, wetting his cloth napkin and dabbing at the spot. “See? All good.”
She took a deep breath. She was worrying about nothing. None of them cared about what she looked like or did. They just wanted to be here with her.
Her men.
Her family.
Hux held up his glass of wine. “To family. To our girl.”
They all clinked their glasses. Should she tell them now? Or wait? Somehow, she didn’t want to do it here in front of all these people. So she clinked her glass.
Later.
After dinner, they headed out to their car, the four of them arguing over who got to sit in the back with her. Rolling her eyes, she climbed in the back seat. Judd hadn’t insisted on the booster seat tonight and it was sitting in the trunk.
Beck got in on her right, while Owen got in on the other side.
“Finally,” Owen said after doing up her belt. “It’s our turn.”
Their turn for what? But then Beck had her sit forward so he could unzip the back of her dress. Hux turned around to look at them while Judd pulled out of the parking lot.
“Fuck, I hate you all right now,” Judd moaned as Beck drew down her dress, revealing her breasts.
“No bra,” Owen said. “I love this dress.”
“You’re going to love it even more when you see what else I’m wearing under it,” she whispered.
“Please tell me you’re not wearing panties,” Beck begged.
“I’m not wearing panties.”
“Fuck, yes.” Owen drew her toward him, making her lean on him as he cupped a breast, then toyed with her nipple. Beck drew her dress off, tugging it completely off her. Then he positioned her so she was leaning on one hip. Owen grabbed her top leg, pulling it over his own so her pussy and ass were exposed to Beck.
He immediately started playing with her pussy, pushing one finger deep inside her. Then another.
She moaned, trying to move. But they held her tightly.
“Give me a taste of her,” Hux demanded.
Oh hell.
She turned to watch as Beck drew his fingers out of her wet pussy, holding them to Hux, who sucked on them, making a murmured noise of pleasure.
“Shit,” Judd groaned. “That was so hot.”
Beck’s fingers returned to her pussy. He drove them in and out, while he used his thumb on his other hand to toy with her clit. Owen tilted her head back, taking her mouth in a kiss that made her head spin.
She drew back, panting heavily. “I need . . . I need . . .”
“What do you need?” Owen asked.
“To come! Please, Daddy Beck! Please!”
“You can come whenever you like, Freckles. But tell me first, are you going to let us take you here tonight? Can we take you at the same time?” He moved his fingers from her pussy and pressed them to her asshole, slipping one inside.
That was all it took for her to explode. She loved having her ass played with. As she came back down from the high, she was aware that they were already home and that they were all waiting for her.
“Yes. Please.”
Beck carried her into the house, trying not to break into a run.
The others moved ahead of him and by the time he reached the bedroom they were all naked. Owen was lying on the bed, his hand around his cock, stroking it. He set their girl down. She reached up and tugged him down so she could kiss him.
“Love you, Beck.”
“Love you too.” He turned her with a slap on her ass. “Go fuck Owen.”
There was a spring in her step as she moved toward the bed. Owen hooked his finger through the O of her collar and drew her closer before lightly grasping the front of her throat. Then he rolled her onto her back and entered her with one sharp thrust.
Fuck. That was hot.
Beck stripped off. He didn’t even care about being naked in front of them all. His girl was slowly changing his perception of his body.