Darkness Falls (The Darkness Duet Book 2), page 25
"Do that again. She's going to come," Seb tells Barrett like I'm not even here.
Darkness begins to fill the edges of my vision while the pressure builds to the point of near explosion. I do everything I can to hold back, but I don't know how much more I can take. Another smack lands on my backside, and my eyes roll back in my head.
"I'm right there with her," Barrett tells Seb.
"Coat my cock in your come so you can suck it off of me." Seb lets go of his hold on my neck, and my entire body erupts.
Air finally fills my lungs, and I take in a deep breath as the orgasm courses through me. I clamp down around Seb and feel my juices drip down his cock. The bed has to be soaking wet. As soon as I begin to come down, Seb finds his high, filling me up and mixing our releases together. With one more thrust, I feel Barrett empty himself into my ass. He slips out of me, and I collapse on the bed.
"I believe I told you to clean my cock, trouble." Seb eyes me intently.
I grin and move toward his now semi-soft length. "Yes, sir."
I stick out my tongue and lick a few times before popping his cock into my mouth and sucking the combination of our releases off of him. My eyes stay on his the entire time. I don't miss the way he hums with approval. Once I'm confident he's happy, I pull my mouth off and fall back onto the bed.
Barrett leaves the two of us for a moment to go into Seb's bathroom before coming back with a warm washcloth to wipe me clean. I'm especially thankful for it because my limbs feel like jelly. Their tenderness and care are something I’ll always be grateful for. I feel the bed sink down and look over to see Barrett on the other side of me, fully clothed. He wraps an arm around me, and we give ourselves a few minutes to relax and bask in the afterglow of the three-way.
“Told you I’d make you messy.” Seb laughs.
I’m going to have to freaking shower again. I can’t even imagine what my makeup looks like right now. The mascara is likely running down my face. Being messy should make me feel ashamed, but I only beam with pride. I love being used by them.
Just as I’m about to fall asleep, Seb hops off the bed to get dressed. "We need to find Kyler and go over the plans for tomorrow morning. We have to be ready for anything." Barrett nods at him, and Seb goes to walk out of the room, but he stops to look back at me. “You should shower again, trouble. You're covered in come. When you’re done, come find us.”
I roll over into Barrett's arms and shake my head because only Seb could take a nice moment and choose to leave.
"Don't let it bother you, princess. You just make him feel things, so he's being grumpy. You know how he is." He leans in and kisses the tip of my nose. "I love you."
"I love you too," I whisper back before sliding out of bed to get my second shower of the day.
This one is quick, but I let my mind wander. A small sense of dread fills me. If something goes wrong tomorrow, this could be the last night the four of us are together. All I can do is hope that everything will be fine. We will all get in and out with no issues, kill Damien, destroy Rogue, and save Avery. It's not like it’s that big of a list of things to do. That's what I'm telling myself, anyway.
Chapter 38
Kyler
I'm annoyed as fuck that Seb and Barrett decided to play with my wanderer yesterday and didn't invite me. I may have been feeling a bit petty with one goal in mind when we all piled into the car to drive back to Rogue. I pulled Callie into the back with me and let Barrett take the passenger seat while Seb drove. My girl has no idea what I have in store for her. She will enjoy it, though.
I think about last night and how late the four of us were up, going over our plan repeatedly. We needed to have all of our roles figured out with as little room for error as possible. Error can result in someone getting killed, so the last thing we need are mistakes.
Callie is almost positive Damien is keeping Avery in the cell in the basement of her childhood home. It’s one of the few places on the compound that isn’t readily available for search by the guard. This actually works to our benefit because we already know the layout of the house from when we got Callie out. She doubts there will even be anyone guarding Avery, though, because Damien would have to admit there's an outsider on the compound. He wouldn't risk that with how unstable his position is.
My job is to grab Avery while Barrett sets up the bombs and Sebastian and Callie go to the trial. Callie's trial comes with mandatory attendance for all male members of Rouge, and really, we couldn't have planned this better if we tried. The biggest variable factor is Seb and Callie getting far enough away with everyone else still inside the main building for the trial.
Callie requested we get Damien out alive too, which adds an extra level of complexity to the entire job. Ideally, we would let the piece of shit go up in flames with the rest of Rogue, but she wants her revenge, and she deserves it.
Barrett changes the radio station, and Seb glances over in annoyance. There's enough tension in this vehicle to slice with a knife. I'm feeling mischievous, so I place my hand on Callie's thigh and slowly move it up every few minutes while keeping my gaze trained ahead. I watch her out of my peripheral vision as her chest begins to rise and fall faster the further my hand moves up. She glances down every few seconds, and I know she's most likely soaked from the anticipation. I finally slide my hand up to the apex of her thighs, and her breath hitches.
This time, I slowly trail my finger along her center while still keeping my eyes straight ahead. I hear her sharp intake of breath, and from the corner of my eye, I watch her lips part. My gaze lands on Seb's in the rearview mirror, and I grin at him. He knows exactly what I'm about to do, and I hope he enjoys the show.
Again, I slide my finger across her pussy along the outside of her leggings. I bet the only thing on her mind is how much she wants me to slide inside her and call her a good girl. I add more pressure this time, rubbing over her clit and slowly turning my head to look at her just as her head falls back on the seat. Her eyes flutter closed, and she breathes heavily.
"Ky," she whispers.
"Let me play with you, wanderer," I say as Barrett turns to look over his shoulder. He doesn't say a single word, but his eyes bore into her with jealousy.
"I don't think we should. I'm too anxious about making sure everything goes right today." She confesses.
"I know. Let me take your mind off of it. Let me ease a bit of that anxiety. Be a good girl for me." Chills run down the length of her arms. She loves it when I call her my good girl almost as much as I love saying it.
I trail my hand up to the waistband of her leggings and slip my fingers under it. When they land on her pussy it’s just as I suspected it would be, soaking wet. I rub small circles along her clit before dipping one finger inside her. She lets out the sweetest moan, and her hips buck up, asking for more.
I lean in and whisper, "I'm going to make you come with my fingers before you ride my cock like a good little slut. My brothers are going to watch the entire thing, wishing they could join."
She whimpers as I push another finger into her and use my free hand to grip her chin, forcing her to look at me. She looks so damn beautiful. Her cheeks are painted with the perfect shade of blush pink. I lean in and steal a kiss from her, basking in how addictive she is.
When I pull back, her eyes stay on mine as I pull my hand free of her pants. Her brow furrows, but the confusion is quickly settled when I bring the fingers that were just inside her to my mouth and suck her juices off of them.
"Strip from the waist down and climb up on my lap. Let me take care of you the way you deserve."
"Okay." She doesn't even fight me. My good girl.
Within just a few minutes, the two of us are completely nude from the waist down. She slides over to straddle my lap, pressing her chest against mine, eager to slip onto my cock, but I stop her. I’m not ready to fuck her yet.
I turn her around and put her fully on display for the two fucks in the front to see, placing one of her legs over each one of mine and pulling her back to my chest. She's surprised but goes with it. When I spread my legs to give them a full view, Seb grabs the rearview mirror to adjust it. I'm guessing he doesn't want to miss a single second of this. Barrett has turned to fully face us, eyes burning with lust.
Less confident men would be bothered by other people watching their girl, but I want them to see everything I do to her. I want them to watch as she cries out my name in sheer fucking pleasure. Normally, I'd consider sharing her, but since they didn't include me yesterday, they don't deserve to be included in this.
I wrap my arm around her body, placing my hand just above her pussy. Slowly, my fingers slide down to cup her, and I run them through her wetness. Her head falls back onto my shoulder, and I whisper in her ear. "There's my good girl."
I dip two fingers inside her and curl them at the perfect angle before pumping them in and out. The sounds of her wetness fill the car, and I glance over to Barrett to see his eyes focused on her dripping center.
My other hand wraps around her body to gently squeeze and caress her breast. Slowly, I work her up. I know she likes it rough, but she likes gentle, too. I give her something that she doesn't get from the other two.
"You're so perfect, wanderer." I lean in to pepper her neck with kisses.
"Ky," she whines before tilting her head back to let me devour her lips.
I can tell she's getting close by the way her pussy grips my fingers when I rub them along her walls, hitting that sweet spot every single time. Her hips gently match my pace, rocking as my fingers work their magic.
"Show them how beautifully you fall apart for me, Callie."
"Yes," she breathes out as her body seizes up.
She clamps down on my fingers and moans as she rides out her first orgasm. Seb swerves the car, almost wrecking into a tree on the side of the road, and it fills me with pride. Good. He deserves to be jealous.
I pull my fingers from her and instruct her to place her hands on the center console in front of her. I lift her up by her hips and slowly slide her down onto my cock before filling her completely. Barrett reaches out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and I shoot him a menacing glare.
"Hands off," I grit.
I glide her along my cock; her pussy feels like fucking heaven. If I were to die right here, I think I would be the happiest man on Earth. I slide one hand up her back as she keeps up with the pace I set, bouncing on my cock. Barrett's jaw clenches with need, and I can tell it's taking everything in him not to reach out and touch her.
"Such a perfect girl, trembling for me. You're taking me so well." I encourage her to keep up the pace. It's not the most comfortable position to have sex, but it's the only option with the limited amount of space in the car.
"Ky," she begs, not even knowing what she's asking for. I know what she needs, though.
I lean forward and reach a hand around to rub her clit, letting her cry out. "Good girl. Let them see you come for me. Scream my name," I say as she uses me for her every need.
I rub her clit faster, and her body twitches from the intense stimulation. She's just moments away from climax. My balls tighten, and I have to hold myself back to keep from finishing before she does. She's going to walk around with me dripping from her the entire time she's at that trial. It’ll be a nice little reminder that I'll always be with her no matter what.
"Kyler!" she screams as her pussy flutters around me, and she surrenders to her orgasm. She slams back into me over and over again, riding out the feeling while I shoot my load into her.
"Look at you, wanderer. You’re perfect," I whisper, pulling her back to my chest.
She looks up at me, and my lips crash onto hers, claiming them. Barrett gives us a nice little slow clap as his own personal way of saying he approved of the show. Seb’s eyes go from the rear view mirror back to the road, like he wasn’t watching every single second he safely could while driving. I slide Callie off of me and give her a moment to slip her panties and leggings back on before pulling her into my arms.
"We're going to have to stop somewhere so I can use the bathroom," she tries, but I shake my head.
"No. I want you to feel me dripping out of you until I can fill you up again." I gently kiss her on the forehead. "I love you, wanderer. Once this is all said and done, you'll never go a day without me being inside you at least once." Regardless of today's outcome, she owns every single piece of me, and I will never stop trying to be the best man I can be for her.
We settle in for the rest of the drive, and when we get close to the compound, Seb parks on the side of the woods. From what they told me, it’s the same place they parked when they came to help Callie escape. I wouldn’t know because the fuckers locked me in the pool house.
Seb shuts the car off, and we all sit in silence, knowing it’s showtime. One at a time, we step out of the car and prepare to make our way to the compound. Barrett pulls Callie into him first, leaning in to whisper something in her ear that makes her giggle. She nods before coming over to me.
"Be safe, Ky. Get Avery and get the hell back to the car. I love you so much." She half smiles, and I grip her chin before pressing my lips to hers.
"How do I feel dripping out of that pretty pussy, wanderer?"
She slaps my chest but doesn't deny the fact that she can feel me. I use that as the fuel I need to make this as fast as possible. The sooner we get the fuck out of here, the sooner I can be back inside her.
"Be safe, and for the love of everything, listen to Seb. If he tells you to do something, just do it."
She reluctantly nods before stepping over to Sebastian. He hands her a backpack stuffed with explosives and folders from the cabin, and she throws it over her shoulder before giving me one last glance. The idea of Callie going off without me to protect her hurts, but I know it's the best way to make this all work. Seb will give his life to ensure hers is safe. After one final moment, we all go our separate ways through the woods.
Chapter 39
Callie
Iwalk by Sebastian’s side as the entrance of the compound comes into view. There are a few men eyeing me. Everyone knows why I’m here today. They don’t even glance at Seb, though. They probably think he's a random member of the guard escorting me to my trial.
I’m consumed by a mixture of emotions: excitement to finally be rid of this place, but also nervousness to get done. When I walk out of here this time, Rogue won't be an issue for anyone anymore.
Part of me is filled with a small amount of guilt over the wives and children who will lose loved ones, but all of these men know what Rogue has turned into, and they all choose to stay. They all deserve to die. If that makes me a terrible person for believing that, so be it.
As we walk through the front gate, a member of the guard eyes me and nods. Memories consume my thoughts as I look around at the place I spent most of my life. Not all of the memories I have are bad. I have my mother, Maxton, and those few years with Lacey before she was shipped off by her parents. I hope the life she is living has been worthwhile.
This compound was where I found love for the first time, and while that love ended in tragedy, it still happened. I'm beyond thankful for Maxton. In a roundabout way, he led me to the Monroe brothers. His death brought us all together in a way I never expected. I smile over at Seb before glancing at the men walking into the center building.
The air around us becomes more tense as we walk further into the compound. I adjust the strap of the backpack on my shoulder, feeling the weight of it. We brought as many folders as we could. Blackmail on all of the council and several senior members of Rogue should create the distraction we’re after. If that’s not enough, I have a copy of the flash drive and the video of Damien and Gabriel we found. I didn't come here to take chances today.
Sebastian stays within arm's reach of me as we close in on the center building, his body language silently telling everyone not to fuck with him. No matter how many people are here on this compound right now, he will protect me, should it come to that.
It's one of the things that I genuinely love about him. I freeze in my tracks and look up at him because I think I might be in love with him. When did that happen?
"Is everything okay?" he asks with a furrowed brow.
"What if something goes wrong?" I don’t want to confess my feelings right now.
"Not now, trouble." His eyes dart around, making sure nobody heard me.
"What if Barrett and Ky need help?"
He sighs and closes the space between us before grabbing my hand. "Barrett and Kyler know what they're doing. If anything goes wrong, the bombs won't go off, and we will find another way to take Rogue down. Barrett has the kill switch. He won't activate them until we are all safely out of the blast zone. Everyone has a part to play today, and we all know what we're doing. I need you to stick to the plan, trouble," he assures me.
I nod and take a step back from him as I remember where we are. The people here know I'm married to Damien. Seeing another man holding me in any sort of loving embrace could raise unnecessary suspicion and trouble. Two things that we don't need right now.
"They will be fine," I say under my breath, trying to convince myself.
"We need to be focused on our part. There are too many moving pieces. Be prepared if things need to change on the spot," he tells me, and his head gestures toward the building ahead of us.
I clear my mind and focus back on the main objective. We need to get through this stupid trial. Once Seb gets the go-ahead from Barrett, we can put our distraction to use and get the fuck out of here, blowing them all to pieces in our wake.
Hopefully, we can pull Damien away from them while everyone is distracted. Seb has the same tranquilizer they used on me when they kidnapped me. Unfortunately for Damien, things won’t turn out for him the way they did for me. I can't wait to see how he likes being tortured. I'm going to make him beg me to keep him alive and then slit his throat.
