Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 70525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby. So perfect.”
I tingle and blush all at the same time.
And while this slow, sensual fuck feels so damn good, all it can think is that I’m ready for more again.
“Fuck me harder!”
Samuel goes for it, and Arsen follows soon after. I moan with each thrust, the sensation of being filled magnified by the increasing roughness. I can tell that the mounting pleasure in my body is going to be the biggest yet, the one that will leave me in a perfectly satisfied heap of freshly fucked flesh.
“Are you ready, Caroline?” I hear Samuel say from behind me.
“Yes! I’m going to cum. Please fill me up with more!” I say, smiling at how filthy and thirsty for cum I’ve become.
They both fuck me even harder than before. Samuel is the first to cum. I can feel his cock throbbing and the heat of his cum inside my ass.
A few thrusts later, Arsen comes inside my pussy. The rough thrusts send me over the edge, my whole body lighting up as I cum one last time, my fingers clutching the soaking wet cum-stained bedsheets.
“Fuck.” I hear the murmur from all the guys as I finally collapse on the bed, more satisfied than I’ve ever been in my life. This is what I need. The seven of them. Together.
While they’re all amazingly unique and have their own talents and personalities, when they’re together, working together, fucking together, it elevates things to an entirely different plane.
The awe and devotion in their voices is all I need to hear. These men—the men I love, and who love me, too—are completely entranced by my every movement, my every word.
I lie there and look at each of them as the aftershocks of the most intense pleasure continue to shake my entire body. My captors are now my protectors. They’ll do anything for me.
And I vow then and there, that I’ll do whatever it takes as well. Whatever needs to happen to make me safe, to get out of this mess, and to move forward, I’ll do it.
Because in the end, I get to be with my seven loves.
My father has no idea what coming his way.
But I’m done thinking about that for tonight. As the last tingles of ecstasy ebb, I fall limp against the bed, lost in a sightless world of exhaustion and bliss. And seven men are there to watch over me and keep my safe.
And very well fucked.
Chapter 24
Marshall
A few days after the attack on our headquarters, my anger has reaches a boiling point and I'm ready to get things fucking moving. If it were up to me, I would've made a silent hit on Edwin by now.
I'm impulsive like that. No filter. If I see something that angers me, I immediately follow it up with action. Inaction is the death of men. Action is what protects people, and I've always been good at that. It's partly why Archibald hired me. He knows I'm quick on my toes and I have no fucking patience for bullshit.
The countdown for our plan has begun—we’re preparing to attack Edwin's mansion before he has a chance to get to us again.
We have daily meetings to plan the invasion, and Justin's been combing the underground crime tunnels of the city to get the right weapons. Everything's coming together perfectly, and this puts a cap on my rage, at least for the moment.
We allow Caroline to be in on even the most basic knowledge. We trust her now as part of our inner circle, and that's fucking huge. Normally, we trust no one, but Caroline's been vital to giving us essential details, like how to make our way into Edwin's home, and where he might be planning an attack from.
She's with me now in the conference room. We all want to fuck her, every second of every day, but we have to keep ourselves somewhat under control for now because she has the floor.
"So guys, I think you should know that my father won't have access to many men. He doesn't have the resources for that much security. He'll have some guys, but you should be able to take them easily. Plus, he always underestimates the value of having a personal armed guard. He's too cheap to want to spend the money on men that matter and are qualified."
"If this is correct," I say, "then all seven of us should suffice. He won't see us coming."
The idea that Caroline's father will be dead in a few days has me on a short fuse. I just want this business over. I want to know that everything is going to go right. I'm worried about Caroline. She’s the definite target, and we have to protect her at all costs.
Throughout the next few days, we work hard to make sure that all the pieces are in place for the massacre. Edwin would have gone down hard for trying to hurt us, but with all he’s done to hurt Caroline? Vengeance will be mine.