Page 90 of House of Rising Sands

“We can make that happen,” Kohara said. “But while we want to move quickly and keep striking them while they’re wounded—"

“Assuming they felt that blow at all—" Zilan interjected.

“We’re not really in a position to hit as hard as we need to. And we’re still not sure exactly how many facilities and satellite locations they have,” Kohara said.

Hadley sighed. “What you’re saying is we need to wait.”

“Waiting sucks, I know,” Kohara said. “But yes, we need to wait. All we met was physical force and we know that they have weapons we haven’t even dreamed of. Not only do we need to keep our reconnaissance up, but we need time to prepare and equip ourselves.”

“That’s not to say you can’t do exactly what you want,” I said, shifting my head so I could see her. My voice was breathy as I spoke, since the twins really didn’t want me to enjoy the aftercare right now. They weren’t done with me. Which left me a bit giddy, anyway. “The Harem Project has a ton of sanctuary programs that are always looking for staff. And even if we’re not making rescues, I think that there will always be some that come in.”

For the first time in a long time, I remembered the man that had showed up on our doorstep. How beaten and battered he was. Being freshly stripped from his family. The only survivor of a brutal attack.

“Yeah,” she said. “That sounds good.”

“Alright. Life choice made. Now let’s get back to relaxing,” Notus said.

“And sexing,” Tara added.

“Can you even get it up again, firecracker?” Gale asked. “You could let me use that ass instead.”

Taranis snorted. He rolled over and grabbed his cock by the base. “Come over here, Gale. Sit.”

Gale snickered. “That’s not a threat, Tara. We’ve been over this. I’m all about switching.”

“Yes, but you like it all gentle and sweet when you’re riding. I’m going to rail you like a fucking piston. Come. Here.”

For the first time in their banter that carried on, Gale hesitated. He looked at Tara with narrowed eyes and pursed lips. Tara shifted so he could look at Gale. “Not such a big talker now, are you?”

“Hm,” he hummed in answer. He sized Tara up, eyes slitted as he studied Tara’s dick. A bead of pre-cum pearled at the top and Tara rubbed it into his fat head with his thumb.

“Come on, typhoon. Get your precious hole over here before I get up and come to you. I’m giving you a chance to control a little of this game before I break you.”

His voice made my insides turn to molten. I bit my lip, my hips rocking up against Raiden’s. He smiled into my shoulder, still sensually sliding his dick in my crack. Brushing my sensitive hole with long, erotic strokes. Saar’s hands closed on my ass cheeks and pulled me hard against him.

Yep, balls lost that battle. Dick was thickening.

Movement overhead made me crane my neck in time to watch as Tara dove across bodies to tackle Gale to the ground. Gale laughed, even as he struggled to get away. “I’m not into rough,” he said, laughing as Tara pushed him onto his stomach.

“I’m not into being dicked. Now you’re going to let me return the favor. Aren’t you?”

Gale grimaced, but I could see the tick of worry in his eyes, even as he stopped pushing Tara away. He folded his arms under him and closed his eyes, burying his face in his elbow. Tara lubed up before pressing his fingers into Gale’s ass, beginning with two.

I couldn’t see Gale’s face, even as I watched. Though I tried. I hated when they hurt. Saar’s hand moved between our bodies and took our dicks together, making my eyes flutter. When I managed to open them again, Tara was pushing his dick into Gale. I groaned at seeing it, swearing I could feel it, too.

But no, I wasn’t feeling Tara. Raiden was sliding home. Stretching me with a renewed sting. A burn and stretch that made me pant. How the hell can I feel like that again?! Even as I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Tara and Gale.

As soon as Tara was seated, he lay his body down and pulled Gale’s arms up, linking their fingers as he murmured into Gale’s ear. Gale nodded, his face pinched, eyes closed.

Tara gave a single snap of his hips, and Gale tried to pull free. I swallowed as I watched. A part of me wanted to stop them. But Tara was all talk. He rested his forehead at Gale’s temple and took him slowly. Holding his hands and using his body until Gale was moaning under him.

I closed my eyes as other sounds infiltrated my focus. More moans. Slapping of bodies. Words of lust and cursing.

But I pushed it all away as I focused on the twins. I liked it every way they gave it to me. Deep and hard. So full that I was sure my hole wouldn’t close properly for days. Slow and sweet.

Or moments like right now, where it was all about feeling good together. Getting lost in a moment that had been so close to never happening. I gripped Saar tightly with one hand and reached over me to tangle my hand in Raiden’s hair.

“Love you,” Raiden murmured, kissing along my jaw.

“Love you, too,” I answered. “More than anything.”

Saar took my mouth, and I lost myself in the pleasure they gave me. Family was everything. And I was never, ever letting this go.