Page 44 of Renegade Kings

Now wasn’t about fears for tomorrow.

Now was about accepting that these men were the missing pieces of me. The part that I had longed for while lost in my grief and isolation.

Tank’s hands came to my waist, and he lifted me easily as I wrapped my legs around his waist. The other guys stepped back to give us some room as Tank turned towards the bedroom, striding quickly through the door that Ryder opened for us.

My back met the soft mattress as the four of them crowded around the bed, and I squirmed in delight as they all began to slowly peel the clothes from their bodies. I knew they were putting on a show for me. The flash of their animals came to their eyes as they put themselves on display. I bite into my bottom lip as I let myself look, my gaze trailing from one body to the next, taking in everything they had to offer.

I held my breath, as if doing something as ordinary as inhaling would ruin this perfect moment.

I wanted to reach out and touch each one of them, but I didn’t know where to start.

Thankfully, Tank took pity on me and as soon as his knee touched the surface of the bed, my attention was fully on him. Dean let out a low mumble in agreement as my beautiful bear moved closer. He dipped his head and trailed kisses up my leg as he leaned over me.

My eyelids fluttered closed, and I was just about to relax back and enjoy the ride when Tank’s hands closed around my waist, picking me up. He turned and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling me onto his lap.

I couldn’t help the giggle that burst out of me, and the grin on Tank’s face at the sound made it all worthwhile.

For a split second, his face became serious. “Are you ready for this?” he asked.

“So very ready,” I purred, leaning forward to capture his lips.

Tank’s fingers threaded through my hair as he hungrily feasted at my mouth, his dominance pouring through as I became putty in his hands. The rest of the world slipped into the background as my entire universe boiled down to this one room and the four men that currently occupied it.

I felt hands brush my hair over one shoulder and a second set of lips kissing my skin. When I turned, I came face-to-face with Ryder, who wasted no time in stealing a kiss of his own.

“You look delectable perched there in your mate’s lap. I couldn’t resist.”

And then he kissed me again. Longer and slower as his tongue licked teasingly across my lips.

Tank’s hands came to my waist again, and I felt as he slowly raised me up onto my knees. He notched his cock at my entrance and I whimpered against Ryder’s lips, who grinned in response.

And then nothing happened.

I squirmed in Tank’s grip, desperate to feel him fill me. When I went to turn my head to beg for more, Ryder held me in place.

Maddox moved to the other side, dropped soft kisses on my bare shoulder, his fingertips teasingly grazing across the nub of one nipple.

I wanted so much, but I was caught between them all, on the edge of something I knew I’d never forget.

Except I wasn’t between them all. Dean wasn’t here.

I wanted to turn my head to see where he’d gone, but Ryder had his hand resting on my throat while someone else gripped my hair. I was powerless but to let them guide me how they wanted. And the thought drove me even wilder than before.

My hips thrust, a wordless plea for more. Anything.

I needed one of them to touch me, or preferably Tank to slam that rock-hard length inside me and fuck me like I wanted.

I heard Tank growl just as my need reached the point of desperation.

“That’s my good girl. I can feel your sweet pussy practically weeping for me,” he purred.

A whine left my throat. A noise I was pretty sure I’d never made in my life before. As soon as I realised that, I wondered if violence was the only way to get what I wanted here.

“Have I ever mentioned how much I love it when you get that murderous look in your eyes?” Ryder told me with a grin.

I didn’t have time to answer, though, because as soon as my mouth opened, Tank pulled me down onto his cock and the delicious burn of him filling my pussy had me practically screaming in satisfaction.

Ryder finally released my head and let me return my attention to Tank.