"Fuck," I breathed as his hands gripped my hips and he started fucking me. Archer was up to something, though, and the fact that I couldn't see him was driving me crazy. I could hope, though...
Archer didn't keep me waiting long. The mattress dipped as he returned, and his hot breath feathered my spine as he took position behind me. Every damn nerve was lit up with anticipation, waiting for him to take that final step in our three-way. Come on, Sunshine...
I moaned as Kody's thrusts slowed and tipped my head to the side to let him kiss my neck while Archer's hand smoothed over the curve of my ass. Fuck yes. Yes!
"You want me to fuck your ass, don't you?" he rumbled with an edge of amusement. "You're mentally cursing me out and begging for it right now. I can see it written all over you, Princess."
I moaned but didn't disagree. He was spot on.
"Say it out loud, baby girl," he urged me, even as his fingers parted my cheeks. A cold drip of lube run down my crack, and I almost convulsed.
"Yes," I panted, "Yes, fuck, yes, Arch..." I whimpered as he teased the lube over my ass. Kody had all but paused, his cock fully seated in me and his hips only moving with minimal thrusts as if to keep himself sane while he waited. Meanwhile, it was driving me insane.
"Archer," I groaned, "please, please Arch, fuck my ass. Please, I need to feel you both inside me. I need you to stretch me out, fuck me raw, fill me with cum..." My words dissolved into a gasp as he pushed his finger into me and spread the lube around. He pumped that finger a couple of times, then added another and made me see goddamn fucking stars.
"Please, Arch," I moaned. "Please, I need your dick. Please..."
Kody grabbed my face, kissing my words away like he was jealous of me panting his friend’s name, but I'd said enough. A moment later, Archer swapped his fingers for his cock, and I cried out against Kody's kiss.
It took a couple of seconds for Archer to push all the way in, then I had to send a mental thanks to how strong his chains were. My whole body had gone limp, and only the cuffs on my wrists held me upright.
When the two of them started moving, taking turns to thrust in and out of me, I turned into a quivering, boneless heap. A lightning fast orgasm stole through me, making me scream and shake, but they didn't even pause. If anything, they fucked me harder all the way through my climax, then even harder still until I came again.
Kody grunted curses as my cunt tightened around him, over and over, and my muscles spasmed. His pace faltered, and he pulled out without coming, making me squeak a protest.
"Chill, babe," he laughed. "I'm like three seconds from coming, alright?"
I licked my lips, trying to regain enough moisture to form words, but his intention became clear a second later as he stood up on the mattress and shoved his hot cock into my mouth.
"Fucking hell," Archer muttered as I sucked Kody's dick greedily, moaning around his girth.
Archer's grip tightened on my hips, and he screwed my ass with punishing thrusts as Kody's hands yanked my hair, fucking my throat in synchronicity. A moment later, Kody's hips jerked and his hot seed hit the back of my throat. I swallowed, moaning, then licked his entire length as he withdrew.
"Shit," Archer grunted. "I'm gonna come in your ass, baby girl." It was a statement, not a request, and I panted my encouragement.
Kody sank back to his knees, holding my gaze as Archer's dick rammed me. He reached down, found my clit, and rubbed furiously as Archer cried out his climax. I shuddered, coming again as Kody's fingers worked me over, then let myself hang limp from the cuffs.
Holy. Shit.
23
Kody decided to blow off his entire day of work, then made some calls to find replacement trainers for a few clients. He’d been thinking about doing it for a while. After Steele had been shot, he’d started taking extra precautions, but I was still glad. This meant even less opportunity for someone to shoot at him while we were split up.
We gave Anna the night off—after she insisted on hand-making our pizzas rather than letting us order in—and made sure the whole house was locked down before settling into the den. The boys played Xbox on either end of the sofa while I snuggled between them texting Bree.
"How'd she do with her ankle surgery?" Kody asked, peering over at my phone when Archer killed his character again.
"Sounds like it went good," I replied, showing him the smiling picture of Bree and Dallas with a big bunch of flowers. "She got the flowers we sent."
Kody made a thoughtful sound. "They look good together."
Archer tossed his controller onto the table and slouched back on the sofa. "Bree and her flowers?"
Kody rolled his eyes. "Bree and Dallas. I wouldn't have picked those two as a match, spoiled rich brat and gangster ex-con. But they work."
I smiled, agreeing, but Archer just scoffed as his fingers massaged my calves. "Please, they were destined for each other. Sheltered rich girls can never resist an inked-up bad boy. Right, Princess?" He shot me a smug look, and I jabbed him in the ribs with my toe.
"Arrogance is a bad look on you, Sunshine," I replied in a tart voice, leaning my shoulders into Kody as he looped an arm around me.
Archer grinned. "Don't lie; my arrogance is hot as hell."
I rolled my eyes but didn't deny it. "Well anyway, that reminds me, Bree's worried about Dallas and his obligations to the Wraiths. I told her I'd talk to you guys about it because I can't think of a solution."
Archer cocked a brow at me as his thumbs rubbed a particularly sore spot above my knee. "You think we can get Dallas out of his oath to Charon?"
I shrugged. "He is your uncle, and you've got him under your thumb, don't you?"
Archer shook his head. "He's my uncle by blood only, and he's nowhere near under my thumb. He just has enough self-preservation that he won't piss me off."
I sighed, understanding. "I get it. You don't mess around in his business, and he steers clear of yours. But there has to be some way to help Dallas out. He's likely to end up getting killed before his baby is even born."
The guys exchanged a look, then Archer grimaced. "I don't know that we need to be borrowing trouble right now, Kate."
My sound of protest was cut off when Kody added, "What about a trade out? It's happened before."
Archer frowned, thinking, then shook his head. "We have no one to offer, and Moore wouldn’t be any better off with the Reapers. Worse, even."
Kody sighed. "Good point. Zane would jump at the chance to make an example out of him. I'm guessing that's what Ferryman is doing too. Dallas has made it way too obvious he's loyal to MK over anyone else."
I cringed. "I can imagine that's a pretty big no-no in gangs."
"Yeah, you could say that," Archer murmured. "Leave it to me; I'll have to think about it, okay? I still don't fucking like Moore, and I trust him even less. But I can see Bree's happiness is important to you..." He ground the words out like it caused him physical pain to be a nice person. It was cute as hell.
Grinning, I slipped out of Kody's embrace and climbed on top of Archer to crush my mouth against his in a grateful kiss.