Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 76736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
My body shivers, like I've got a fever, but I think it's just adrenaline, back for round two after it backed off when the battle was over. His touch has my heart racing and my clit tingling. His fingers are like brands against my ass, and if it were anyone other than Hero, I'd be worried about them losing me, but he's so strong, and his grip so steady, that I just press my shoulders into the wall so I can get my pussy closer to his tongue.
And then it starts. My thighs quiver and my stomach flutters. I shut my eyes and press my hands into the tiled wall. Tingles race over my skin and when I close my eyes, it's like I'm floating in space, shooting through the galaxy so fast that stars are just zooming past my face. I think I might be about to go supernova.
My hands move as if on their own, burying themselves in his thick, soft hair and pulling him against me as I go over the edge. My muscles tighten, making me shake like I'm trying to hold a crunch for way too long and my toes curl like they're trying to hold on to this feeling for as long as possible.
“Hero!” I gasp.
He's a good boy who doesn't talk with his mouth full. Instead he keeps working his tongue, forcing me to ride this wave like a ship caught in a storm, up and down, carried by it without any control. Hopefully, I'm not going to drown. I can totally guarantee I'm wet, though, even if the shower head is below me.
When I finally come back to Earth, I find Hero's gorgeous hazels smiling up at me. His tongue is still fluttering around my core, but thank God he's eased back a little, because I'm so freaking sensitive.
“Set me down,” I gasp, as I relearn how to draw air into my lungs and will my heart to start beating again. “Let me make you feel good, too.”
He places a wet kiss right on my pussy that makes my whole body give a violent shiver, then lifts me so I can get my legs off his shoulders. He handles me so easy, I think he could keep that up all day.
Once my feet touch tile, I grab onto his hips for support so I don't just collapse on legs made of jello, then prepare to reacquaint myself with his straining cock, so hard and big he could've used that to fight off the cops if he wanted to. I giggle at the thought.
“No man likes his woman giggling at his cock.” He sounds more bemused than angry though, but the way he looms over me is super imposing.
I'm not even going to try to explain, so instead I wrap my fingers around him and lean forward. Feeling incredibly naughty, I place a kiss on the head of a cock for the first time in my life. “I'm not laughing at you. Promise.”
His groan in response seems approval enough.
I slide my fist up and down a couple of times, trying to decide how to approach this, when the door to the bathroom slams open and in pours what feels like half of all the Screaming Eagles.
18
EMILY
I scream, desperately looking for something to cover myself with. We didn't bring any towels, so all I've got is Wild Child's completely soaked T-shirt, which I hold up over my boobs. At least it's long enough to cover me all the way down.
Meanwhile, Hero doesn't seem to give a fuck that he's out for all to see. “What the fuck, people. Get the hell out of here!”
God, there's King and Bear and Snark and Wild Child and even Eagle-eye in the back, his good eye glinting with amusement.
Viking charges through the door. “Victory ride! Everyone's fucking going, because Hawthorne threw his goons at us and we fucking won!” The rest of the crew cheers so the whole bathroom echoes.
Suddenly Wild Child is next to me, and if I was red before, I'm a freaking tomato now, because I just realized what he caught me doing. It's not like we're going steady or anything, but I imagine a guy like him might have feelings about me getting busy with his friend. And with me barely covered and Hero's hard prick still out in the open, there's really not much hiding what was going on.
“No bullshitting me now, you're starting to enjoy this damsel in distress shit, aren't you?” He grins.
Well, that wasn't exactly the response I expected. “I… you're not mad?”
“Just wait until you've had both of us at once.”
I nearly drop my T-shirt in shock. I look at him as if he's joking, but for once he doesn't seem to be. Behind him, King is looking at me, his dark eyes looking like they can stare right through the shirt I'm covering up with. I need some clothes to put on.