Ryan Reign (New York Ruthless #4)(5)

I grab her ass before I slide a finger inside and she inches forward, pressing her sweet pussy further against me. As I graze her with my teeth and move my finger in and out of her ass, I feel her teetering on the edge of oblivion. A final flick of my tongue has her tipping over the edge and she comes all over my face, her thighs squeezing me instinctively as she rides the waves of her orgasm and I suck and lick her through it.

When she has stopped trembling, I lift her hips and she looks down at me, those incredible blue eyes of hers dark with desire. I palm my cock through my sweatpants as I think about her lips around it in a few moments time, because our girl sucks cock like she was raised in a bordello.

Sure enough, when she can breathe again she moves down the bed and tugs the waistband of my sweatpants down. I brush her hair back so I can see those beautiful lips sucking every inch of me. Mikey has been quietly watching the show up to now but he climbs on the bed behind her and starts to take off her panties.

“Let’s get these off you, Red. I don’t want any of my own cum spoiling them,” he chuckles as he peels them down over her legs and she helps him by wriggling herself out of them. Then she bends her head low, sticking her beautiful peach of an ass high in the air as she sucks my cock all the way to back of her throat.

“Fuck!” I hiss and watch as Mikey grabs her by the hips and prepares to rail her while she gives me head. When he drives into her a few seconds later, he forces my cock further down her throat and she groans loudly. The sound is muffled because her mouth is so full and her moans vibrate through my whole body. She pulls back, running her tongue the length of my shaft before swirling it over the tip and driving me crazy.

“Liam made your pussy so fucking wet, Red,” Mikey growls as he slams into her from behind. “You’re such a good girl the way you take us both.”

“Fuck, baby!” I hiss as I guide her head back down. I want to fuck every single part of her, and before this night is done, I will.





Chapter 4





Conor





It’s been over five hours since I left Jessie and the twins and I figure that will have been plenty of time for them to do what they need to do before I steal her away for the rest of the night. When I walk into her room the three of them are curled up in bed together, with her in the middle. They are kissing but not fucking. They don’t stop when they hear me. We are all well used to sharing her now. It’s not until I sit on the bed that the three of them take a breath and look at me.

“You all okay?” I ask.

“Hmm,” Jessie purrs and stretches like a cat.

“Sure am,” Liam says with a grin as he puts his arms behind his head.

“It’s almost midnight,” I say, looking at the clock on the nightstand.

“So?” Mikey shrugs.

“That means it’s my turn.” I wink at Jessie and she smiles at me.

“Aw, Con. You can stay in here with us if you like?” Mikey offers as he lifts the duvet, which makes Liam laugh out loud.

“Thanks for the offer, boys, but I think I’ll pass.” I reach out and take Jessie’s hand and pull her up.

Liam sits up and kisses her softly. “We’ll see you in the morning, baby.”

“Yeah, Red,” Mikey agrees as he kisses her neck.

“Goodnight,” she whispers to them while she looks at me through her long dark lashes.

“Come on, Angel,” I stand, pulling her off the bed and picking her up. She wraps her arms around my neck and presses her face against my chest, her legs swinging in the air as I carry her to my room. Once we’re inside I set her on her feet and close the door behind us.

I trail my fingertips over her cheek and she shudders. “What did my little brothers do to you, Angel?”

“Everything,” she whispers as her cheeks flush pink.

“Shall we take a shower first then?” I arch one eyebrow at her.

“I think that’s probably for the best,” she purrs. Then she stands there, chewing on her bottom lip as she watches me pull off my t-shirt and sweatpants and toss them into the hamper.

Taking her hand, I lead her to the bathroom and turn on the shower. I step in first. After the day we’ve had, the hot water feels good on my face. I pull her in with me and she squeals as the first jets of water hit her body.

She presses herself against me. Her nipples are hard against my chest, making my cock stiffen. Reaching for the soap, I squeeze some into my palm and start to wash her. My soapy hands glide easily over her soft, wet skin and she moans as I wash every part of her body. I am desperate to fuck her, but this will be our last night together for over a week and I want to take my time. Patrick Ryan’s funeral date isn’t even set yet, so I suspect it will be closer to two weeks that she and Shane will be away.

I’m going to miss her so damn much. I feel like we only just got her back. And now we have the Wolf to worry about too. I sigh heavily and she looks up at me.

“Is everything okay?” she asks.

I slide my hands to her ass and press her body against mine. “Are you okay?”

“Here with you. Yes,” she whispers.

“And what about in Ireland with Shane?”

“I’ll be okay there too,” she says with a smile. “I am not going to hide away any longer, Conor. Besides, he’s in Russia, not Ireland.”