Page 41 of Desperate Victory

I wasn’t fucking his mouth but he was swallowing me… my cum…

The world shattered and then came back together again. If not for his grip on my hips, I might have collapsed. I fought to open my eyes as Adam moved his whole head, carefully taking my length past his teeth. I could feel the suction of his swallows and I swore it pulled another load right out of me.

The elation I’d wondered about earlier flooded me. Sure it was endorphins and hormones, but it was also Adam, on his knees—sucking me off after he made me come.

When he finally let up, I was shaking. My cock ached for more and at the same time, even the teasing whispers of his breath against the damp flesh of my tip was too much.

He licked his lips. “Almost as tasty as Lainey…”

My eyes widened as a speculative gleam filled his eyes. I ran my tongue over my lower lip as a shudder went up my spine. “Tastes even better when I eat you out of her,” I told him. “You should try it.”

“I plan to.” Then he stood slowly, the bathroom had shrunk to just him and his shirt clung to him, like he was sweating. Oh, it was steamy in here. “Now shower like a good boy.”

Oh, I could be a good boy. “For you, I can do anything,” I told him and then pressed my lips to his. He didn’t make me fight for it. His mouth opened. The salty taste of my own cum added to the earthy connection that seemed to have opened between us. He had his hand around my throat and his mouth dominated mine.

I was fine with that. Adam could have everything. No more secrets. No more running away. No more life without him and Lainey.

My cock twitched. I wanted to be between them again. I wanted to fuck Adam between me and Lainey and for them to fuck me. I wanted to explore all the ways we could have each other.

He dragged out my lower lip, licking gently over the small bite cut he’d left earlier. Finally, he leaned back and he made sure I was steady before he took his hands off me.

“Shower.” The order wrapped around me. “I’ll be out there until you’re ready.”

“Okay… and Adam?”

He was at the door. “Hmm?”

“Thank you.”

His grin turned wicked. “It was my pleasure and I am looking forward to learning more about what you like.”

Then he was gone and I swore my legs went rubbery. I nearly fell down. Had that really just happened? Had Milo and Bodhi defended me to Leopold? Had the old man accepted my presence? And more… Had Adam just sucked my cock?

Eyes closed, I embraced the startling amount of emotion all of the above provoked in me. The death of my father had nothing on this new life with my real family.

The earlier elation surged through me again and when I climbed in the shower, it was with a smile on my face. Oh yeah, I was all in for this new life.

Chapter

Thirteen

LAINEY

The funeral was a very quiet and private affair. The service took place at the graveside, the plot a family one. Grandfather was letting Mother back into the family. Adam’s father would be interred with the Reeds and my mother here with the Benedicts.

Frankly, I didn’t think either would have cared, other than Leopold won in finally separating them. But death had succeeded before he could. Now wasn’t the time to worry about those things we couldn’t change.

With all the distance between us, Mother and I had never really built any kind of stable relationship. Harper had been her whole world. Right or wrong, she’d committed herself to him before my birth. She’d remained committed to him long before they married.

I was the transgression of their relationship. Andrea the one who finally united them. Mother gave up everything for Harper Reed. Disgust coiled through me. Turned out that the bastard e gave less than a damn about her in the end.

He killed her, and sold their daughter, all so he could marry me. If that weren’t gross and disgusting enough, he’d done it in a calculated move to seize my inheritance, the one Grandfather denied him access to when he’d disinherited Melissa.

I wish we could kill Harper twice. Letting Mother die without knowing what he’d done, to her, to me, and to Andrea had been the only kindness I could offer her. What would she really have done if I’d tried to bring it up?

As it was, the last conversation I‘d had with her haunted me. A hand settled gently on my spine, a reminder that they were there and it pulled me back to the present. I glanced up to find Pretty Boy watching me, his eyes intent and focused.

I leaned into his side, accepting his offer of strength. Adam stood as a silent sentinel on my other side while Ezra and Bodhi stood on either side of Adam and Milo respectively.