The Dragon's Wing (Kit Davenport Book 2) Page 24

  River's face disappeared from my line of sight as I kept going on Cole's cock, my fingers cupping his balls and rolling them as I sucked on his length. The warm caress of breath over my slick flesh was the only warning I had before River's mouth sealed onto my wet pussy.

  “Fuck,” I hissed, pulling away from Cole in order to catch my breath while River's tongue invaded my tight, hot crevasse. “Oh my god, River…”

  Cole smirked at me from his position against the pillows, clearly knowing full well what his friend was doing to me. My stomach fluttered and rolled as River's hot mouth drove me hard to the edge.

  “Kitten,” he murmured, replacing his tongue with two thick, skilled fingers and making me moan. “Did I tell you to stop?”

  “Uhh, no, but I am seriously close to losing it here,” I warned. I really was. I could feel a crazy intense orgasm building at rapid pace, and if he kept going…

  “Do as you're told, Kitten. I'd hate to have to punish you for disobeying an order…” His voice sounded like he would really love to punish me, and I bit my lip. Another time. Sealing my lips back around Cole's cock, I sucked him in deep once more and was rewarded with his breathy groan and his hands returning to my head. This time he used his grip in my hair to guide my pace, his tip bumping into the back of my throat as he thrust his hips a little with each stroke.

  River's fingers left my pussy, leaving me once again exposed to the air and twitching for more. Without consciously meaning to, my hips wiggled a bit, and I heard him chuckle.

  “So impatient,” he murmured, smoothing his hand over my butt once more before pressing his dick to my opening and pushing ever so painfully slowly inside. The exquisite stretching and filling of my eager pussy made me groan around Cole's cock and push back with my hips, urging River in deeper.

  This is… incredible.

  With Cole's massive cock thrusting in and out of my mouth and River's pumping into me from behind, I was helpless to stop it as my orgasm came crashing over me in wave after wave of blistering pleasure. The muscles between my legs clenched hard, dragging curses from River, and Cole used his grip on my hair to lift my face away from him completely.

  “River,” he panted, his rigid length lying against his ripped stomach, glistening with my saliva.

  “Got it,” River replied to the unspoken request from Cole, his voice a bit tighter than his usual level of calm as he thrust into me a couple more times then withdrew completely.

  Whimpering a protest, I whipped my head around to give him a frown of confusion, but he just threw me a saucy wink and smirk.

  Cole sat up and reached forward. Grabbing me by the waist, he hauled me closer so that I was situated over his hips. With one hand, he grabbed my face and locked his lips to mine in a searing kiss while the other lined up his cock to my entrance and thrust in with one movement.

  My mouth occupied, I was helpless to speak anything more than little noises of encouragement. Threading my own hands around his thick neck for balance, I began moving. As I rode him, this huge, tattooed man, I felt River still situated behind me. His hands reached around, grasping my breasts while his hard cock pressed against my lower back.

  “Alpha,” I gasped, breaking my kiss with Cole when River's fingertips tweaked hard on my nipples, sending shock waves of pleasure through me, and my pussy tightened around Cole's cock.

  River’s mouth pressed hot, wet kisses down the length of my throat, and I could feel the vibrations as he laughed soundlessly.

  “Cole,” River murmured with an edge of authority, and I had no doubt they were so attuned to one another that they needed no further instruction between them. Proving my theory, Cole grunted and smoothly lifted me off him. In one quick motion, I was back on my knees in the center of the bed, but this time facing River with Cole behind me.

  “Well hello there, gorgeous.” River grinned, cupping my chin in his strong hand. From behind me, Cole's thick cock nudged at my opening, then he grasped my hips and pulled me backward, onto him.

  “Yes…” The word slipped from my lips like a prayer as my lashes fluttered shut, and I surrendered to the heady feeling of Cole inside me. Another intense orgasm was knocking at my door, and my breath was coming in short, sharp gasps as he rocked into me.

  River's hand cupping my cheek brought my gaze back up to him, and his thumb teased my lips open. With a sexy wink, he pressed the head of his dick to my lips, and I eagerly flicked my tongue out, tracing the slit down the center that was leaking salty fluid, then pulling him further into my mouth.

  “Good girl,” he murmured, meeting my gaze as he pushed in deeper, meeting the resistance of my throat then breaching it as I relaxed and took him in full.

  Cole's thrusting was picking up in speed, and I could tell he was close to coming. Fuck, so was I. Again. His hand left my hip and reappeared on my clit, rubbing and circling it from underneath, his hand alongside his own slapping balls. Groaning hard around River's dick, pleasure began radiating through me, and I wondered if my legs were going to give out before this was over.

  Glancing up at River, I saw his focus was on Cole, and he gave him a small nod. His motion picked up a bit of speed, indicating his own release was close.

  Cole's fingers left my throbbing clit, giving me a merciful break. His now wet fingers stroked across the flesh of my ass, one finger trailing deliberately down my crack, and I tensed up when he reached my backdoor, circling and teasing at the hypersensitive nerves there.

  “Relax, Kitten,” River murmured. “That is an order.”

  Shuddering with intense pleasure and anticipation, I did as I was told, sucking hard on River’s cock and forcing myself to relax as Cole's finger pushed harder, breaching my tight ring of muscle and stretching it open. Gasping at the unfamiliar intrusion, I gave over to River's guidance as he thrust faster into my throat. Cole's hard cock pumped into my clenching pussy almost in sync with River, and his finger in my ass began moving with them.

  Just as I was about to crash into what was likely to be the most earth-shattering orgasm on record, his finger withdrew, and I gave a whimper of protest. Both men chuckled, but I got what I wanted when he returned, this time pushing two fingers into my ass and sending me flying headfirst into my waiting orgasm.

  As my body convulsed between them both, they too reached their peak and River's hot, salty come jetted into my throat. Cole thrust again, hard, his hand gripped my hip, holding me in place as he finished with a cry.

  As they both reluctantly withdrew from my body, my knees really did turn to jelly, and I collapsed face first into the mattress.

  “Vixen?” Cole's amused voice came from near my ear. “Did we break you?”

  A languid smile crept across my lips, and I cracked my eyelids open to meet his granite eyes. “Not a chance in hell.”

  River chuckled from my other side where he had also stretched out on the mattress. “Good. Because that was just a warm up, wasn't it Drake?”

  “You know it, Alpha,” Cole replied to his friend but smirked at me. “Vixen definitely does look like she has regained a lot of energy.”

  Now that he mentioned it, he was right. The whole purpose of this little exercise had totally slipped my mind, but once I thought more about it, I realized I was feeling incredible. So much more than a regular post-sex glow. Although this was certainly no regular sex.

  “Well now, you have me intrigued…” I turned my face to look at River. “I believe you mentioned something about a punishment?”

  His lids drooped into a heated look, and Cole smothered a small laugh behind me. Whatever River was going to say, though, was interrupted by the loud slamming of the front door and heavy footsteps on the hardwood floor.

  Without knocking, the bedroom door swung open, and Caleb stood there with his arms folded over his chest as he appeared to take in our three naked, sweaty forms collapsed on the bed in front of him.

  “I hate you all.” He scowled, a sexy pout on his face, and River ran a hand over my naked backside, as
if to tease Caleb.

  “You could always join us…” River suggested with a sly grin, and I perked up at this new turn of events.

  “Uh, you have no idea how badly I want to take you up on that,” Caleb muttered. “But the guys are right behind me with Nicholai and Granny Winter. They want to talk to Kitty Kat about her mother.”

  “Oh, awesome!” I pushed myself up from the rumpled bed and climbed over Cole to get out. “I'd better shower again before they get here.” Not bothering to try and cover myself because who needed modesty after a threesome, I went to duck into the hallway, but Caleb caught me by the waist, kissing me soundly. His tongue thrust hard into my mouth, dominating mine as I kissed him back, a rush of desire flooding my body. My thighs clenched, again, and my already swollen pussy began throbbing, begging for Caleb, and I fought the urge to climb onto him right there in the doorway.

  “Go shower,” he said, his voice gruff as he broke our kiss. “We will continue this later.”

  Biting my lip, I scurried down the hall to the bathroom with the feeling of his eyes following me until I’d closed the door.

  37

  While I showered, Wesley politely knocked at the door then cracked it open an inch.

  “Kit, I found some spare clothes for you; I'll just leave them here.” His hand reached through the crack in the door and deposited the stack of neatly folded clothes on the bathroom floor. His shyness was such a stark contrast to the insanely erotic encounter I had just shared with two of his team members that it made me smile.

  “Thanks, Wes!” I called back to him, and his hand gave me a thumbs up before he pulled the door closed once more. Considering his growing confidence around me these days, I was a little surprised he was back to being modest, but I guessed with everyone already in the living room…

  After toweling dry, I dressed in the clothes Wesley had provided and hurried out to the living room. Caleb said Nicholai and Granny were coming to tell me about my mother, and I could hardly contain my excitement.

  “Kit, nice shower?” My former teacher asked with a raised eyebrow, and I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. Surely he couldn't know what we had just been up to?

  “Lovely, thank you,” I murmured, taking the mug of coffee that Wesley was holding out to me, then sitting beside Caleb on the couch. Vali and Austin were both leaning on walls, glowering at our two guests like sentinels.

  “Coffee? Kit, it's nearly three in the morning.” Nicholai frowned, and I raised my eyebrows at him.

  “And? Who are you, my father?” I joked, but the words seemed to sit in the air, and Granny Winter cleared her throat awkwardly.

  “Wait, fucking what?” I exclaimed, reading into the awkward silence, and Nicholai shook his head.

  “No, I'm not. Or at least, I'm fairly certain I'm not. Anyway, we came here because Annaliese wanted to say something.” He prodded the old woman in the arm.

  Granny Winter grimaced like she'd swallowed something awful. “I came to… apologize. For trying to have you killed. But in my defense, I thought you were that whore of a mother of yours.”

  “That's an appalling apology,” I told her, straight-faced. “Is that even an apology?”

  The old woman sniffed indignantly and stood up from her chair. “Well, it's the best you'll get. Good night.” With her back ramrod straight, she stalked out of the house, still surprising me with how fast she moved for such an old bird.

  “Was she for fucking real?” I asked Nicholai, stunned at the stubborn old bitch. Why even bother coming here?

  “Unfortunately. Annaliese is… difficult,” he sighed. “Okay, so I know you passed out after the avalanche on the mountain road, and I'm not sure how much your friends have filled you in yet…?”

  “Pretend I know nothing,” I suggested, not mentioning that our mouths had been busy elsewhere for the past little while.

  Nicholai nodded thoughtfully. “I'll try. So, all of the drugged shifters were saved from those trucks, thanks to your dragons here.” He nodded to Cole and Vali. “And only a few were killed in the fight with those mercenaries. We did manage to take a couple of them hostage, but only one talked before committing suicide by cyanide.”

  “Fucking cyanide again,” River muttered from his seat across the room.

  “Yes, we weren't expecting that. Anyway, he had a message that he'd been tasked to deliver,” Nicholai continued, giving me an intense stare. “He said to tell Foxy girl that Mr. Grey sends his love.”

  The room was so silent for a minute that you could hear a pin drop. Ice cold shivers of dread ran down my spine.

  “I take it you know what that means, then?” Nicholai asked me, raising an eyebrow.

  I jerked a tight nod, not trusting my voice just yet. This confirmed my fears that this town had been targeted because of me. Those shifters had died because of me.

  “So Mr. Grey is working with Simon now,” Wesley said quietly, seeming to be just thinking out loud. “Does that mean he's the one in charge now? Or are they both working for someone else?”

  “He's obviously tied up in this war now,” Austin commented. “And I wonder how long he has been.”

  “I still don't think he was responsible for the car bomb,” I mumbled, putting down my coffee mug and rubbing my arms where the hair seemed to be standing on end. “It's not his style. And why did Simon say he wasn't allowed to take me with all the shifters?”

  “More fucking questions that no one seems to have answers to.” Austin scowled, folding his arms over his chest and glaring at Nicholai.

  “I know you want me to answer those questions for you, but I can't.” Nicholai sighed, rubbing his temples. “Even the ones I know the answers to, I can't answer.”

  “Can't or won't?” Vali snapped, his glare shooting death at the other man.

  “Can't. Vic can. Or at least I hope he can. I know it's not an ideal situation for anyone, but if you can all just sit tight here in Harrow until he's back, then I am sure you will get the information you're seeking.” Nicholai's gaze was pleading with me, but I narrowed my eyes suspiciously at him.

  “All of them? He knows who is running this shit? This war?” I challenged, and Nicholai shrugged.

  “Maybe? I don't know. But for sure he can answer the questions you have about yourself. About your Guardians. About Bridget.” His mouth clamped shut, like he had already said too much, and he grimaced as if in pain. “I have to go. But good luck, Kit. I'm rooting for you, even though it might not always seem like it.”

  As he tried to leave the room, Vali stepped in front of him, blocking the exit and giving me a glance to see what I wanted him to do.

  “It's fine, Vali. Let him go. We can press him for more answers tomorrow, can't we, N?” I raised my eyebrows to Nicholai, and he just gave me a tight-lipped smile before sliding past the dragon shifter and out of the house.

  “So… what now?” I asked the room full of guys.

  “Now,” River said, his authoritarian voice back in play and sending sexy shivers through me, “we wait for Vic. If he has at least some of the answers we're looking for, then it's worth hanging around here for a couple more weeks.”

  Considering his words, I nodded slowly. He was right. We were in a town full of supernatural creatures with the promise of meeting someone who could tell me what I was. If nothing else, we could tie old Granny Winter down and torture her until she spilled everything she knew.

  “And what about all of you? I don't expect you all to continue in this mad magic war with me. Vali, surely people are missing you by now?” I hesitated as I said this. Just the idea of him leaving me made my heart feel like it was being torn in half.

  “They are.” He nodded slowly. “But… something tells me I physically can't be away from you for too long. I will head back to Nevada and tie things up but will come back.” Despite my confusion at my feelings toward him, a rush of relief flooded through me at his promise to return, and a little tension dropped from my shoulders.

  “Actually, if you
all will be here in Harrow for a couple of weeks, hopefully without any more attempts on Christina's life, then I should go sort some things out back home.” Austin spoke quietly, his gaze fixed hard on my face, and my stomach dropped. Despite being prepared for Vali to possibly leave, it hadn't occurred to me that any of the team might want to go.

  “Bro…” Caleb frowned. “What is so important back home?”

  Austin kept his gaze on me as he answered his twin. “Master Yoshi had a stroke…”

  “What?” Caleb yelled, jumping up from his seat. “Why didn't you tell me? Is he okay?”

  “I just got the call on the way back here. He's in the hospital but…” Austin shrugged, finally breaking his stare away from me and turning to his brother.

  “I should come with you,” Caleb muttered, then glanced to me.

  “No,” Austin answered firmly before I could agree with Caleb. Whoever this Master Yoshi was, he was clearly someone the twins cared about a great deal. “He specifically asked me to come alone. Don't worry though.” His gaze flicked back to me. “I'll be back too. God knows Princess will end up getting herself killed without me here to save her.”

  My eyes might have been playing tricks on me, but I could have sworn he winked at me.

  Our cozy family chat was interrupted abruptly as the front door slammed open, and a huge figure filled the frame, his face shrouded by a heavy hood pulled low.

  “Who the fuck are you all, and what the fuck are you doing in my home?” The man growled with menace.

  Looks like Vic is home sooner than expected. Answers, at last!

  THE END

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