“You know I can’t do that,” she said as he pulled her legs up. She didn’t fight him as he wound her legs around his waist, his cock shoved against her pussy.
“I know you will do it, bella,” he replied, his voice deep in his throat. “I’ll make you do it.”
His hips slid against hers in an easy, smooth rhythm. Laura had no doubt of how he intended to impose his will on her. He would fuck her into submission if she let him. He was already pulling the light, flowing skirt up around her waist. His hands toyed with the edges of her panties. He would find out just how interested she was if he delved inside.
“You can’t,” Laura said, her voice tinged with regret. She wished she could give in. Rafe and Cam would take over, and she wouldn’t have to think. She could just let them take care of her. But that wouldn’t solve her problems. It wouldn’t stop de Sade. “I have to see this through. Joe is expecting me back in that room in less than thirty minutes.”
They had more questions for her. Questions Rafe nor Cam could save her from.
“I’ll get you out of here,” Rafe promised. “You watch me.” He lowered his mouth to hover over hers. She could feel his heat and smell the mint on his breath. He looked into her eyes, giving her no place to hide.
“I have to face him.”
She didn’t have a choice. Maybe she’d never had one. The man who’d ruined her body was here in Bliss. He was pretending to be something he wasn’t—upstanding and worthy of trust. Whether any of these men believed her, it didn’t matter, because she knew she was right, and now she was pretty sure that de Sade might have been closer than any of them ever imagined.
“I love you, bella. I won’t pretend. I love you. I’ll do anything to protect you.” The tip of his tongue came out, and he licked at her lips, igniting every nerve in her body. “I’ll even fight you if I have to. I’m just warning you. Now give me your tongue. If we only have thirty minutes, I’ll make the most of it.”
She knew she should fight. He really would try his damndest to get her to do what he wanted, but she needed him. She let her mouth open and sighed as his tongue surged in, sliding over hers. He dominated. His weight held her down, pinning her against the desk.
As his tongue played against hers, his fingers found their way under the band of her underwear and into the creamy folds of her pussy.
“You’re already ready for me,” he whispered against her mouth.
She didn’t have a response for that. She was always ready for him.
She’d spent years aching for him.
He pulled the panties down her legs, giving up her mouth. His fingers followed the line of her legs as he dragged the silky underwear down. She started to kick off her shoes. She’d worn her canary-yellow, four-inch peep toes today.
“No,” Rafe said, gently pushing her hands away. “I love them.” His hand went to the belt on his slacks, and he made quick work of them. He shoved them down and had his cock in hand in no time at all. He grimaced.
Laura quickly realized what was wrong. “No condom.”
“I’ll find one.”
“Stop,” she said. She took his hand and traced the long scar that went across her lower abdomen. “I’m perfectly clean, and you know what he did to me. We don’t have to worry about children.” The Marquis de Sade had taken that from her when he’d shoved a knife through her womb. The only way she’d survived was to literally hold herself together. If she hadn’t been able to find her way to the street, she would have died.
He stopped, his hand warm on her stomach. He covered the scars there. “I would kill him for you if I could.” She shook her head and started to push Rafe off of her.
“Don’t,” Rafe said roughly. He kissed her again, softer this time.
“Don’t let him come into this.”
“Rafe, you don’t need to use a condom because he took that away from me. You need to think about this. I can’t have children because he thought it was a fun way to torture me. He comes between us.” And he would until the day he was caught. She’d been hiding for years, but she was ready to face him now. She wasn’t sure she was ready to face Rafe.
“I don’t give a damn about kids. I want them, but not more than I want you. You think Cam and I haven’t talked about this?” His cock still pressed against her, a sure sign to Laura that he wasn’t lying. He still wanted her. “I wasn’t interested in you for your womb. If you want to adopt, we can. If you want it to just be the three of us, then that’s my family.”
Tears pooled in her eyes. She couldn’t imagine him without kids.
She couldn’t imagine him without a big family surrounding him.
“Please, bella. Don’t push me away. I won’t go.” He pressed inside her.
His cock started to fill her. She knew she would probably have to let him go, but not now. Not yet.
She let her hands find the flesh under his dress shirt. She reveled in the feel of him. His skin was warm underneath her hands. She could feel the leashed power in the muscles of his back as he carefully entered her.
“God, you feel so good. Nothing between us. Nothing.” Rafe started to thrust a bit more heavily. His cock filled her. He adjusted her hips and slid home with a groan.
So full. So full of him and it still wasn’t enough. She still needed Cam. Why? Why did she have to need them both? Why couldn’t she be normal?
She looked toward the door wondering if Cam was out there.
Would he be angry that she’d come in here with Rafe? Nate’s door had a pane of opaque glass. A brawny set of shoulders could be seen against it, the outline so familiar she nearly cried.
Rafe looked back, never letting up on the silky strokes of his cock.
He looked back down, a little frown on his face. “It was my turn to go first. Cam got to go first last night.” A light joy took over. Cam was standing guard. He wasn’t sitting, sullenly angry with her for choosing Rafe over him. They weren’t fighting over her this time.
Rafe held himself tight in her pussy. He brought his hand up to touch her face. “We knew when we came after you that we were going to share. We won’t make that mistake again, bella. It’s you and me and Cam, though he is righteously pissed at me right now. He’s still a fair man. He knew it was my turn.” They needed to talk about this whole “turns” thing. She wanted to be more than a body they passed between them. She loved it when the three of them were together.
Then she wasn’t thinking of anything but Rafe. He pressed her knees apart and began to thrust. Over and over he pushed that big cock inside her. Laura locked her legs around his waist.
He hissed, his expression turning slightly feral. “That’s right.
That’s what I want. Dig those heels into my back. It won’t make me go easy on you. It will just make me fuck you harder.” That hadn’t been her intention, but damn if she was going to tell him that. Rafe leaned over and suddenly every move he made hit two spots. His cock hit that magnificent place in her cunt that started her moaning, and his pelvis rubbed her clit.
Laura struggled to contain the wail that wanted to come out of her.
He felt so good, so right.
Rafe was relentless. He picked up the pace, making her shake as the orgasm threatened. “Give it to me. Tell me what I want to hear.” She knew what he wanted, and she couldn’t hold it back. He was going to make her scream if she didn’t give him what he wanted.
“I don’t care if everyone out there hears you scream when you come.”
“I love you.” She did care if everyone heard her, and it was true.