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My cock throbbed inside of her now relaxed pussy. Fuck,never had I wanted to make a home with someone more than I wanted to make a home with her.
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Emily
November 5th, 2021
The first thing I was aware of when I woke up was that his cock still sitting inside of me.
I groaned, unable to stop myself from grinding back against him, the sensations across my half-asleep body electrifying. God, I never knew how sensual having sex half-asleep really was. It was an entirely new feeling, and I…God, I wanted that all the time.
Grey moaned into my neck, his arms tightening around me as I pushed my hips into him, wiggling against him, feeling his cock hit that spot, lighting up every nerve-ending within me.
“Fuck,” he groaned, still asleep. One hand palmed my breast tightly, the other digging into my stomach as he wrapped his legs around me, his cock throbbing inside of me.
I panted, digging my nails into his skin. It wasn’t just his cock I was addicted to, or his lips, his hands, I loved his hugs. When heheld me this tight, it felt like nothing bad could ever happen. Like I was protected from everything and anything, from the world, from my own thoughts.
“What do you need, baby?” he whimpered desperately into my ear. “I’ll give you the world.”
I shivered against him, twisting my head back. I wanted his lips, I needed—
I froze for only half a second before gasping and scrambling away from Grey, jerking the covers up to my chin, heart racing in fear.
Grey was instantly alert as the blue-eyed, masked man watched us with a smile spread across his lips. Grey had a gun pointed at him before I could even blink.
My eyes widened, taking in the gun. Where the fuck had that been?
The male rolled his eyes, his smile inherently evil. “You’ve left yourself exposed in the largest room in this place,” he chided and then clicked his tongue. “Tactless.”
Grey snarled, lowering his weapon as he shoved himself up, clearly uncaring of his fully erect cock. “Youfuck,” he snarled, pulling a blanket off the couch to cover himself. “What are you doing here?”
How thefuckhad he gotten into the loft was a better question!
I tucked the blanket around me, sinking deeper into the makeshift bed Grey had made for us last night. Fuckfuckfuckfuck.
“I’m chasing something,” the male answered cooly, “thought I’d drop by on Malachi’s favorite prodigy.”
I pulled the blanket over my head and closed my eyes, trying to breathe. This was fine. Everything was fine. Grey could handle it.
“Don’t call me that,” Grey bit coldly.
The male hummed. “This is the amazing Emily Glass then? What a cute little mouse. Perfect for the pussy cat of the family.”
I closed my eyes, trying to focus on my breathing. Grey had talked about me? To his brothers?
“Everett called me last night, Azrael,” he replied tightly, his voice drifting into another room. “You’re AWOLagain. I have to call them.”
Azrael. The one overdosed on the crazy gene at birth. Perfect.
“You say AWOL, I say sporadic vacation. You’ve been having trouble with Eris, so I thought I’d do thebrotherlything and offer my assistance before I leave again.”
The blankets shifted around me and I gasped. “Emily,” Grey mumbled.
I relaxed a hair, pulling the blanket down to my nose, eyes wide. “How did he get in here?” I whispered.
“Oh, did he not tell you?” Azrael asked, that smile still clear. “We’ve been trained to break into anything. Nothing is impossible when trained by an Adler.”
Grey rolled his eyes, his expression dry. “I’ll get him out of here.” He held out a bundle of clothes, his eyes apologetic. “I’m so sorry.”