Three to Fall (Saint View Slayers vs. Sinners #3)

28. Hawk

28

HAWK

T he clubhouse was the fullest I’d seen in a long time. People seemed to have come out of the woodwork, filling up the parking lot with almost as many cars as bikes. We pulled chairs from everywhere we could and got out picnic blankets for the kids, not that any of them were sitting on them. They were too busy running around and playing on the equipment.

Music played loudly across a portable speaker Queenie had brought out, and after a couple of rounds of drinks, she’d dragged Hayley Jade onto a makeshift dance floor and was spinning her around, the two of them laughing hysterically.

There was a party vibe in the air, one that had Kara smiling from ear to ear at the edge of the crowd, taking it all in.

I dropped a kiss on her shoulder as I passed, my arms loaded up with beer we’d had to run into town for after Ice hadn’t shown. “Happy?”

She nodded. “Very. This is exactly what she would have wanted. Fun. Laughter. Friendship. Family.” She gazed up at me. “Thank you.”

“What for?”

“For today. For every day. For letting Hayden and Grayson in. For accepting me. For loving Hayley Jade.”

She smiled, staring at something, and I followed her line of sight to Grayson, who’d jumped onto the dance floor. He hadn’t gone back to his place in between the funeral and the party, so he had his dress shirt half unbuttoned, cuffs rolled to his elbows, and his tie around his head like Rambo.

I screwed up my face at the man who was supposed to be a serious, responsible doctor. “You sure you want to thank me for that one?”

She lifted a shoulder, her small smile reaching her eyes. “I kinda love him.”

“Is it the bad dance moves?”

She giggled and twisted to look up at me. “Maybe. But I love you for a whole different set of reasons.”

I snuck a hand down her waist and over her ass to grab a handful. “Yeah? It’s for all the hot sex, right?”

To my surprise, she moved in closer, so her hand brushed over my cock, and her eyes held a glint of mischief. “Absolutely. But also for how you love people.”

Awkward embarrassment crept up my neck. “Don’t get too excited. I love you and Hayley Jade. That’s it.”

“Liar.”

I knew what she was getting at. I just didn’t want to admit it. “Fine. I love War and Rebel too. Though War’s full name is ridiculous, and Rebel is stupidly short and never shuts up.” But even as I said it, my gaze wandered around the yard, searching for Chaos.

Even I couldn’t deny the way my breath faltered at the sight of him with one of his nephews on his shoulders, a beer in one hand, and holding on to the kid’s legs with the other. He and Liam were deep in conversation about something, but it didn’t seem like a serious one. Like everyone else, their smiles were wide and there was a lot of laughter.

She nudged me gently. “Have you told him yet?”

I glanced down at Kara. “That I love him? Do you even know me at all? I’m not telling him that.”

She shrugged. “You should. He loves you too.”

“Doubt it.” Sex was one thing. Attraction, sure. Chemistry? Had it in bucketloads. But telling him I fucking loved him was dumb.

I wasn’t saying it.

But I could show him. Maybe.

Ah fuck. This was a bad idea. Except now that it was in my head, it was suddenly all I could think about.

Kara nudged me. “Nobody is hanging out inside. If you two want a minute…or thirty.” She tried to hide a knowing smile, like she knew exactly what I was thinking about.

I raised an eyebrow at her being all fucking cute and cheeky. “You going to come with us?”

She was still gazing at Grayson. “No. I have someone I need to say ‘I love you’ to as well.” She pressed her tits against me and lifted up onto her toes. “Later, though…after the party…”

I tilted her chin up to capture her lips, kissing the fuck out of her because the thought of getting her clothes off had me hot. Her nipples were hard through her shirt, begging me to pick her up caveman style and carry her to my bed.

Which I was so doing once there weren’t people wanting her attention every few minutes.

She practically skipped off to join the dance floor, Grayson grabbing her with a wide smile so full of devotion, even I couldn’t help but smile at him. He spun her in a circle and dipped her low, pressing his mouth to hers.

Fine. They were fucking cute. Whatever made her happy was all I cared about it. I left them holding hands with Hayley Jade and edged around the dance floor, refusing to get pulled in, even though Queenie did her best.

Some things might have changed with me, but dancing wasn’t ever going to be one of them. Unless it was of the naked, horizontal kind with Kara writhing beneath me.

Liam grinned at me when I stopped beside them and held his hand out for me to shake. “How you doing, Hawk?”

I took his hand. “Good. Sorry to interrupt. But can I borrow your brother for a few minutes?”

Liam’s brow furrowed. “Of course. Everything okay?”

Fuck, was I being that obvious? Shit. My palms were sweating, and I could tell I was breathing too fast. Not to mention being too polite. Since when did I say things like, “sorry to interrupt?” I swallowed hard. “Yeah, good. Thanks.”

I wanted to groan, but Chaos lifted the kid from his shoulders and handed him back to his brother.

I turned on my heel abruptly and threaded my way through the crowd into the clubhouse, which was indeed empty of bodies, everyone making the most of the warm evening and the lingering sunset.

I headed straight for my bedroom, and Chaos followed, kicking the door shut behind him.

He leaned back on it, studying me. “What’s wrong?”

Nerves were getting the better of me, and so I blurted out the first stupid thing that came to my head. “Nothing. Just wanted to get my dick sucked.”

He raised an eyebrow, like he knew that wasn’t the truth, but I couldn’t stop the hammering in my heart. I needed something else to focus on.

He stepped in close, his mouth a mere inch away from mine and breathed out slowly. “Then ask me nicely.”

I wasn’t doing that. Instead, I undid the button on his jeans, and then the zipper and slipped my hand inside his underwear, needing to touch him.

I dropped to my knees, yanking down his pants and underwear and fitting my mouth over his cock.

He was warm, the taste of him now familiar, and I sucked him as he toed his shoes and socks off and stepped out of the puddle of clothes. He leaned against the door, one hand coming to the back of my head and resting there gently while I tongued his shaft and snuck my hand between his legs to cup his balls.

I moved rhythmically, plunging down over his cock and then drawing back, taking him fully to the back of my throat and then withdrawing right to the tip. My heart rate calmed with each suck and lick, my breathing slowing until my dick was as hard as his. All my thoughts turned to the need building inside me, while Chaos’s precum beaded on my tongue.

This was easier than feelings I didn’t want to have.

He helped me to my feet, and I pulled his shirt off with one hand while reaching behind him to lock the door with the other. I kicked my shoes and socks off, following him to the bed as he got on it and twisted onto his side, rummaging through the top drawer of my bedside table until he came up with a bottle of lube. He lay back on the pillows, watching me with heated eyes, one hand lazily stroking his cock, keeping himself hard while I got undressed.

I got my jeans off, yanking them down. And then my shirt hit the floor somewhere beside his and I was crawling across the bed to him, settling between his muscled, tattooed thighs. I stared down at him, all fucking abs and biceps and golden skin. His chest had the lightest dusting of hair, with a darker trail that ran from beneath his belly button to the thatch above the base of his cock.

He squirted lube onto his fingers and then reached for me, getting it over my cock, slicking me up so good it had me groaning in pleasure. I lowered myself down on top of him, rubbing all up on his dick and lowering my head to kiss him.

I plunged my tongue into his mouth, thrusting slow with my hips, nowhere near penetrating him, both of us writhing together, getting off on the feeling of skin on skin and the pure attraction I couldn’t ignore when we were naked together.

Our movements became frenzied, our kisses deeper, harder, less gentle, more demanding. Chaos bent his knees, raising his hips, forcing my dick lower, grazing against his taint and then between his ass cheeks.

We groaned at how close we were to where we wanted it. I nudged his entrance with my tip, wanting so fucking badly to just push inside and fuck him until we both came.

But I’d come in here for something else.

I leaned down and kissed him hard, moving every inch of our bodies together so I had the best leverage when I flipped our positions, rolling us so he was on top and I was laid out beneath him.

I reached between us, gripping his cock and guiding it to my ass, making it clear what I wanted.

He blinked, surprise clear on his face. “Hawk…”

“Don’t say dumb words. Just fuck me.” I swallowed down the nerves. “And kiss me. Don’t stop kissing me.”

He lowered his mouth to mine. “You sure?”

I only kissed him harder, raising my knees and hips the way he just had for me and groaning softly when the tip of his cock found my entrance. He was slick with lube from me rubbing against him, but he squeezed the bottle again anyway and pressed his hand between us, stroking my taint with the cold liquid, then lower to give the same treatment to the spot I wanted him most.

He thrust his tongue into my mouth, kissing me hard and fast, spinning my head in dizzying circles that only fed the pleasure inside me. His slow thrusts teased my ass, opening me up just the tiniest bit each time he prodded me there, my dick getting all the delicious friction from being between our two bodies.

He teased me, going slow, until I was writhing beneath him, need building inside me, a desperate ache to feel him there, to have him deep inside me, our bodies connected in a way I couldn’t stop thinking about. I rocked my hips, trying to get more, desperate for the feel of him.

“You feel so fucking good,” he muttered against my lips. “Your ass is so tight I’m going to come the moment I get inside you.”

He drew back to stroke my cock, and I wanted to scream in frustration at how close he’d been, and yet, now he was making me feel good in a whole different way. I threw my head back and groaned, jacking my hips up, thrusting into his grip, abs flexing, fingers bunching into the sheets as I fought back my orgasm, not wanting to come.

He prodded my ass again, the added sensation maddening, bringing me right to the edge of an orgasm I could barely keep a grip on.

He kissed my neck, bit me there just enough I knew it’d leave a hickey, one I’d fucking wear with pride because I wanted his mark on me just as much as I wanted mine on him.

My head spun. My breathing was too fast. I just wanted him to fuck me so I could come.

I caught his gaze, ready to demand the orgasm he’d been taunting me with.

But the words that came out were soft. Gentle. And not at all what I’d planned.

“I love you.”

He paused, but then grinned, like I’d said the funniest fucking thing. “Did you just say you love me?”

Embarrassment crept up my neck. “No.”

He snorted on his laughter, but then it died, and he brushed his lips over mine. “Yeah, you fucking did.”

I shrugged.

He turned the kiss deep again, focusing more on kissing me than fucking me, and I couldn’t help the way I grabbed the back of his head, holding him to my mouth, needing every stroke of his tongue against mine, every bit of connection, every head-spinning moment of devouring him. Because whether he laughed at me or not, there was nothing I could fucking do about the way I felt for him.

I could take back the words, but there was nothing I could do about the feeling. About how I needed him. About how the thought of losing him or Kara left me so damn breathless I was sure it would kill me.

“Hey,” he murmured, pulling back.

His gaze caught mine. His voice softened. “You ready to hear how I love you too? Or am I going to get punched in the face for it?”

I scowled at him. “I wouldn’t do that.”

He gave me a deadpan stare. “Oh really?”

“I wouldn’t do that, anymore .”

Chaos just rolled his eyes.

“You gonna fuck me or we just gonna lie here whispering I love yous like fucking saps? And by the way, don’t expect me to go around wearing rainbow flags and telling everyone we’re boyfriends or some shit, okay? I’m not fucking doing that—”

His dick pressed inside me in one full, sweet thrust that ate the words right off my tongue. My entire body tensed at the deep, foreign thickness inside me.

“You okay?” he asked quietly.

With that one question, all my bullshit disappeared, taking all the walls I’d put up between us with it. “I’m good. Just go slow.”

He nodded, lowering his head to kiss me again, just like I’d asked him to.

He moved slowly in and out of my body, his kisses gentle, a distraction while my body adjusted to the feel and my brain let back in every pleasure he’d been building. I breathed as he moved inside me, raising my hips and ass so we rocked together, him hitting me at just the right angle to bring that budding orgasm back to life.

I groaned, raising my head to kiss his neck, his shoulder, and biting down there when he filled me so perfectly and stars danced behind my eyes.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned. “I need to come.”

I did too.

With his muscles flexing and one hand wrapped around my cock, he jerked me in the same timing that he thrust into my body. He built us both up until I was practically mewling for him to just give it to me, begging him to fill me, needing him to come in me, so I could come on him.

My body adjusted; he picked up the pace, moving faster and faster until I couldn’t hold on another second. I closed my eyes, arched my back, dropping my head into the soft pillows, and let the orgasm rip through me.

Chaos came with a groan, buried deep inside, my cum spilling over his hand and landing between us.

He pumped in and out of me a few more times, each one a torturous pleasure that had me begging for more even though I knew all too well that neither of us could handle another round.

He collapsed, his dick going soft inside me, neither of us giving a fuck about the sticky mess of pleasure between us.

“Gonna fuck you just like that again,” he whispered dirtily in my ear. “But while you’re dick-deep in Kara’s ass and Grayson is in her pussy.”

I groaned, biting his shoulder, the image of the four of us sending quivers of need through every muscle in my body. I rolled over, catching a glimpse of the dark sky outside, the sun having set at some point while we’d been preoccupied. I knew people would be starting to wonder where we were and we should get back out there, but I couldn’t do any of that when he was talking dirty in my ear and my dick was getting hard again.

“I—”

Whatever he’d been about to say dried up on his tongue as screams from outside ripped through the night.