Thea had to giggle as they made their way upstairs. Carrick hadn’t bothered to put his clothes back on, stating there was no point. Jardin held an arm around his waist while holding her hand to guide them up to a private room.
Inside, it looked like any bedroom, except the bed was enormous and everything screamed wealth.
“Carrick, on your stomach on the bed. I want to check your ass. Thea can you get the cream out of my bag.”
Carrick grumbled something about Jardin being a bossy bastard, but he laid himself in position. “I don’t need any damn cream.”
“Well, you’re going to have to suck it up because I’m putting it on you.” Jardin inspected every inch of his handiwork, lightly rubbing some cream that would help with pain and any bruising.
“Fucking beautiful.”
Carrick rolled onto his back then winced. Jardin kissed him gently then laid back on the bed. “Thea, grab the condoms from the bedside drawer, you know what to do. You’re going to put them on us both then ride me while Carrick takes your ass.”
Her gaze went from a smiling Carrick to an intense Jardin. She made short work of getting the condoms on. She was getting good at that. Then she straddled Jardin’s hips. He drew her down to kiss her, his finger going to her clit to tease her until she was thrusting her hips against him, wanting more.
Needing it.
Then he guided his dick inside her. So full. So good.
He pumped inside her a few times before holding her still, his hands around her hips.
Then Carrick moved in behind her. She caught her breath as he tugged at the anal plug, drawing it slowly out of her ass.
“Fucking beautiful.” He squeezed one of her ass cheeks, then ran a finger over her back hole. “Take a deep breath in for me, Thea.”
She felt him position the head of his cock at her entrance. Then she let her breath out as he breeched her. There was a bite of pain, a sense of fullness, and then he was inside her. Filling her. Both of them taking her.
Pure bliss.
They started moving. She was tossed between them. A ship at the mercy of the raging sea and the stormy winds. And she wouldn’t have it any other way.
“Fuck, I’m not going to last,” Carrick groaned.
“Neither am I,” Jardin agreed. He reached between them to play with her clit. Her breath caught in her chest. She needed to come so badly, yet she didn’t want this moment to end.
“Fuck. So tight. I can’t . . .” Carrick roared as he came.
Jardin thrust up, deep inside her. “Come, baby. Come with me.”
She screamed, clenching down around their dicks as she reached that crest then fell over. Jardin yelled as he came soon after.
They collapsed together. Sated. Fulfilled. One.
Jardin’s phone beeped, and, with a groan he disentangled himself from Thea to grab it. She shifted over and slipped into Carrick’s arms. They were back in their bed at his cousin’s house.
He opened the message from his oldest brother.
You’re welcome.
That was all it said. He clicked on the link he’d sent and a video clip from a news station came on.
“And in breaking news, Derrick Silvers has been arrested for allegedly conspiring to commit murder, human trafficking, as well as manufacturing and selling drugs.”
He texted his brother back.
Thank you.
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