by CY Jones
I need to find my brother so I can get the hell out of here. Fuck being on a team. Fuck these people. I would be mad to think Hunter’s the only one who holds such a low opinion of me. The others are just better at hiding their thoughts. I get it, I really do. I made sure I trained and honed my skills so I could become the best assassin possible. My conscience was nonexistent. I killed without mercy, consideration, or regrets, and maybe deep down I did enjoy it. You don’t just become the best assassin there is on a whim. That shit takes time and practice.
Once we’re outside there's a Lincoln town car parked out front waiting on us. When we’re all seated inside Cody nods politely to the driver, and we all sit back in our seats in silence all the way to the airport. I feel Hunter stealing glances in my direction, but I ignore him. What more is there left to say to each other? He made the way he feels perfectly clear on multiple occasions, and I need to accept it. The sooner I find my brother, the better it will be for all of us. I’ll be out of his hair, and Hunter won’t be forced to tolerate my presence anymore. A win for both of us. Though, if that’s the case, why does the thought of leaving him and Cody behind make me feel sick?
Pulling up to the back side of the airport where all the private planes are docked, a beautiful Gulfstream G225 waits for us, gleaming in the early morning sunlight. I can’t say I’m surprised to see my dads own a jet worth over 10 million, considering their net worth amounts to somewhere in the billions. Apparently fighting crime really does pay, especially since their company is known as the best.
When the CIA, FBI, and any other government agency fails, the Daniel twins are who you call to get shite done, and their reputation alone allows for them to charge a handsome fee for their services. This is just one of the many jets they own in this location and all over the world. I grab my bag and run ahead, not bothering to wait for the guys. Once inside, I take a seat by myself in one of the four lounge areas.
I sink into the expensive cream leather seats and try to forget about my mini breakdown, but Hunter, the ass, won’t let me, sitting in the seat right across me.
“You know, there's three other lounge areas to choose from,” I sneer at him.
“I know,” he answers simply, shrugging his big muscled shoulders like it’s no big deal he’s sitting here.
“So why are you still here? We wouldn’t want any of my taint to rub off on you,” I snap. I’m still hurt, and I wanted, no I needed him to leave me be.
For a second he’s silent. “You’re not evil,” he mutters so softly, I might’ve imagined him speaking. “I’m sorry,” he says louder this time. “I shouldn’t have judged you, particularly when I didn’t know the details of your life, or what you’ve lived through. I haven’t been fair to you, and for that I’m sorry.”
Through his whole little speech, I just stare, mouth open wide in shock. The voice he’s using is so sweet and, I dare say, sincere. His eyes glitter like the jewels they remind me of, and the whole time he’s speaking I wonder, what has this pod person done with the real Hunter? That is, until I catch him glancing down at my hands, and a flash of pain flashes across his face leading me to assume that he knows. Damn you, Row. Is there anything you didn’t blab about? Irrational anger takes over and I harden my resolve.
“I don’t want your apology or your pity. You were right. I am evil. I’ve killed an unimaginable number of people, murdered them in ways that would keep you up at night shaking in fear. Trust me, out of all the psychos in The Circus, I am the worst, their ringmaster,” I tell him with narrowed eyes.
“I know what you’re trying to do, and it’s not going to work. You can’t push me away, Remy, I won’t let you. I don’t care if it takes me this whole trip to prove it to you. We’re a team,” he vows. When he leans forward, I tense on instinct, but he just smiles a little sadly and palms my cheek. “You deserve to know love, siren.”
What does that mean? What is this boy doing to me? I want to lean into his touch, but I’m scared, a feeling I’ve rarely experienced for myself. I can’t trust my feelings right now. This irrational pull towards Hunter has thrown me, and my decision making for a loop. Thankfully Cody interrupts us, sliding into the seat next to me.
“Since we’ve got a long flight ahead of us, do you want to work on your brother’s code with me?”
I feel cold as Hunter moves his hand and lounges back into his seat, stretching his body like some lazy cat. My vision homes in on the flash of his tan skin when his shirt rides up, and my skin quickly heats up.
“I think I’ll get some shut eye while you guys work,” Hunter says, winking at me when he catches me eye fucking him. Shifting closer to me, Cody shoots me a mischievous smile, and I can’t help but to smile back.
“You know, vixen, having you around is going to be so much fun,” Cody rumbes as he moves his hand up my thigh, leaving a trail of heat in his path.
“I’m glad I can amuse you,” I tell him breathlessly, tossing his hand away.
We’ve gone from me storming out the conference room, to Hunter flirting with me, and Cody blatantly feeling me up. Cody I’m not surprised by, but Hunter----. I swear for someone trained to know their enemy, with Hunter I’m at a severe handicap.
“Nothing about our situation is amusing, vixen. In fact, I’d bet that while Hunter pretends to sleep over there, he’d really like nothing more than for us to go into one of those staterooms in the back, and work out all this sexual tension between us.”
At Cody’s naughty words, Hunter’s eyes fly open, and he gives me a heated stare full of promise and longing. My nipples harden from the intensity of his gaze, and Hunter zeros in on them through my thin t-shirt as Cody’s hand disappears into my jeans, traveling towards my sex. I close my eyes, gasping at his touch and not noticing Hunter move to my other side to box me in, until he’s nibbling on the side of my neck, leaving soft kisses in his wake. I open my eyes and moan when Cody’s fingers reach my center, rubbing my clit in tantalizing circles.
“She’s so wet for us, and wait, what is this?” Cody says, raising his brow.
“What’s up?” Hunter asks, sounding amused.
“Our naughty little vixen has her clit pierced,” Cody answers, moving his finger a little faster, rubbing my piercing before dipping a finger inside me. I moan, and Hunter swallows it with his mouth, his kiss all tongue and teeth as he devours my mouth, just like he did last night. His hand moves up my shirt, and he palms my breast, tweaking my nipple through my bra.
“One of her nipples is pierced too,” Hunter groans between kisses.
I’m trapped in sensory overload, and I’m too far gone to stop this, or even rationalize how we got here. I know this is probably fucking crazy, but I want it. I want them, both of them at the same time. Turning my head, I kiss Cody, nibbling at his lower lip as Hunter tears my bra. He moves my shirt up and takes my exposed nipple in his mouth, sucking hard enough to leave little reminders that he was there. Cody adds another finger in my pussy and thrusts in and out, fucking me with expert fingers. I moan again, and this time, it’s Cody that swallows it as I shamelessly rock my body against his hand.
I hear Hunter undo his belt, and I break my kiss with Cody long enough to see Hunter pull his cock out and palm it in his hand. Tilting my face back towards him, Cody kisses me hard, fervently rubbing my clit and tweaking my piercing at the same time, until I’m screaming into his mouth as I come all over his hand.
“That’s a good girl, siren” Hunter hums. He bites and nibbles my breast while he pumps his long length from root to tip.
Sliding from my seat and getting on my knees, I pull Cody’s thick member from his pants, and my eyes widen when I get my first good look at his size.
“Holy shit,” I whisper. Who would have guessed? Sweet Cody has a beast in his pants. No wonder that chick Melody went crazy.
“Don’t worry, it’ll fit,” Cody smirks, knowing exactly what I’m thinking.
I thought Hunter was packing, but this is something else entirely. Cody has a massive monster dic
k. Never one to back down from a challenge, I steel myself and open my mouth as wide as I can, taking him into my mouth. I work my way down to the hilt, choking myself and making him curse with the move. Reaching over, I grab Hunter’s cock and stroke him in time with my head bobbing on Cody’s cock. Their combined moaning spurs me on, and I double my efforts.
“God, vixen. Your hot little mouth is pure heaven,” Cody groans loudly. He palms the back of my head, gently pushing me further down his cock, and I gag as his monster dick fills my throat.
“Damn, that’s sexy,” Hunter growls, watching me suck his mate while I jerk him off. Two more hard thrusts later, Cody comes in my mouth, and I swallow every last drop of his seed. Making a show of it, I lick my lips slowly, then move my head to Hunter’s lap and take his long cock in my mouth, deep throating him like I did Cody. Growling, he grabs my hair and fucks my mouth with wild abandon, losing himself in the pleasure as Cody pinches my nipples and piercing.
I let Hunter use my mouth, growing wet from the aggression and the power he holds over me. I knew, if we ever got together, it would be explosive. I imagine that when I cum again, fireworks will flash behind my eyes.
“I think our little vixen likes it rough,” Cody tells Hunter, palming my tits in a harder, hold, leaving his own little reminders on my skin. “Do you like the way Hunter’s dick slides so easily down your throat, slick from my cum?” Cody growls in my ear, and I damn near explode. God, Cody’s filthy words heighten my pleasure, and he’s right. I did like it, and wanted more.
“Yes,” I mumble around Hunter’s cock, moving my hand to work my own pussy, as Cody continues to pinch and palm my nipples.
“Shit, that’s hot,” Cody groans, watching me with a lustful gaze. Hunter and I both peak at the same time, with Hunter growling as he pulls out my mouth and paints my neck and tits with his cum, marking me.
“Shite,” I moan, climbing back into my seat and sprawling myself on the leather. That was intense.
“That was fucking hot,” Cody says to break the ensuing silence. His beautiful azure blue eyes darken as he watches my cum painted tits heave from how hard I’m breathing.
“I’m glad there aren’t any attendants on this flight, or else they would have gotten an eye full,” Hunter replies, smugly gazing at his handiwork.
“On that note, I’m going to take a shower,” I announce, cringing as I watch Hunter’s cum slide down my body and drop onto the expensive leather seats.
“Want company?” Cody asks, smiling. The cheeky git looks like he has more in mind than showering.
“Nah, I’m a big girl. I think I can take care of myself, thank you,” I laugh as I scoot past them. Hunter hungrily watches my tits sway, and I nervously cover them with my hair, making him smirk even more.
“Now my cum is in your hair, siren,” he says, staring at me with lust filled eyes.
Not bothering to respond to the cocky bastard, I glare at him before opening the door to one of the rooms. Once I’m in the shower, I proceed to have a mini meltdown.
What the fuck did I just do? Did I really just let Cody finger fuck me, then get on my knees and suck them both off? O’Donnell would love that. His fearless Shadow turned whore. Actually, I could give two fucks what O’Donnell thinks. I just need to make sure this doesn’t evolve past three consenting adults having a little fun. I can’t afford for it to turn into more than that. In our profession, love comes with a high cost. Maddie and I learned that lesson the hard way, and it is one I never want to repeat. We’re supposed to be a team and have a working relationship, so it’s entirely possible they don’t want anything more. Just three people having fun, I figure if I keep telling myself that over and over, eventually I’ll believe it.
Since Hunter destroyed my bra, and I don’t want to put dirty knickers back on, I get re-dressed in my clothes from earlier sans underthings and join the boys in the lounge area. Judging by their wet hair, they must have both taken a shower in the other rooms while I was freaking out.
“Hey, feel better now?” Cody asks.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I?”
“Well, you left rather quickly. I just wanted to make sure we were still cool,” Cody answers, never losing eye contact. I’m learning Cody can be quite perceptive at times.
“I’m fine,” I say, looking between him and Hunter. “We’re just having fun, right?” I summarize, watching as Hunter frowns.
The evil look that I’m used to receiving from him forms on his pretty face, and I look away, ashamed. “Is that all you want?” Hunter growls in a voice that sounds more animal than man. “A good time?” Oh man, he’s pissed.
“Look, I just don’t want to complicate things,” I huff folding my arms across my chest.
“It’s too late for that,” Hunter grumbles.
“We’re supposed to be working as a team, and we’ll be spending a lot of time together, so it’s only natural to get close when the need arises, but it can’t become any more than that, for all of our sakes. What do you think Conner and Caleb would do if they found out about this? I’m sure it wouldn’t be good for you two,” I try to explain.
Hunter just grows angrier at my words. Fire lights within his eyes and makes them seem to glow, but after a look from Cody, he finally relents. “Whatever you want, princess,” Hunter sneers as he stands up and stomps away.
I feel bad now. I basically told them I was using them for sex, but isn’t that what they wanted anyway? What man gets mad at free pussy with no attachments?
“Don’t mind him, vixen, he’ll get over it,” Cody assures me.
“Why aren't you mad at me, too? I know I deserve it.”
“Because, vixen. I’m happy to take you anyway you want me. Whether it’s with my best mate or alone, just for fun or something serious,” he answers, wrapping a long wet strand of my hair around his finger.
For the next few hours, Cody and I try to decode the flash drive from my brother. I don’t know why Cody thought I could help him. None of this shite makes a lick of sense to me. It looks like nothing but a bunch of letters, numbers, and characters crammed together. If this was the Matrix, then I was one of the people still plugged in.
“This is impossible,” I huff, blowing my now dry hair from my face.
Chuckling, Cody says, “Why don’t you go lie down for a bit, and we’ll try again later with fresh eyes.”
“Are you sure?” I hedge, already inching away from the booth.
“Yeah, it’s cool,” he says, chuckling at my enthusiasm to get away.
Grinning, I practically run towards the stateroom I took a shower in.
After maybe an hour of tossing and turning, I hear the door open and shut again. Light feet pad across the floor, and then I feel Hunter slip into the bed. He’s dressed in nothing but his briefs, and pulls me toward his hard, naked chest. Snuggling into his body, I inhale his fresh pine scent, and it calms me enough for me to soon drift off to sleep.
I wake wrapped around Hunter’s hard body, and his very hard erection poking me in my stomach. While he’s asleep, I take the time to memorize his features. The man is utterly beautiful, like some kind of Greek god. His dark reddish brown hair was tousled, all over the place in that sexy bed head way, and his long thick lashes fan over his cheeks. His strongest feature is his Roman nose, paired with plump, kissable lips. He has strong, prominent features, and a bone structure people paid plastic surgeons thousands to achieve. Sleeping, cynical Hunter disappears, and in his place, a younger, much more peaceful Hunter rests.
Lying there I look my fill. With The Circus after me, who knows when we will have another moment like this.
“I can feel you staring at me, you know,” Hunter says groggily. Flipping us so that he’s on top of me, he presses his body into mine, grinding his hard cock against my body. A moan makes its way past my lips, and I push my body up to meet his.
“As much as I want to fuck you right now, we’ll be landing soon,” Hunter whispers.
Leaning forward, he kiss
es me with so much passion, I decide to forget what he said about time, and I pull his hard cock out through his briefs, wrapping my hand around it in a firm grip. When he growls into my mouth and sucks on my tongue, I feel like I’m going to lose my shite as I slide my hand up and down his long length.
When he pulls back, I embarrass myself with the tiny whimper that manages to escape. He runs his thumb across my bottom lip and pulls at the small hoop attached, taunting me.
“So tempting, siren. You don’t know how much I want you right now,” he groans, his heated gaze cluing me in to just how much that is.
“I can guess,” I joke, glancing down at his still erect cock in my fist.
“Come on, let's get dressed.” He pulls back and drags me off the bed with him.
When we’re both ready to go, he tugs me to him and says, “The first opportunity we get, I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’re going to go hoarse screaming my name, and forget about any silly notion you have of wanting me to be just a fuck buddy.” With that parting message, he kisses me hard and walks out the door. I’m left speechless and at the mercy of my heated desires.
“About time you both woke up,” Cody shouts from the same lounge area he was seated earlier.
“Dude, have you been sitting there this whole time?” Hunter asks as we both take in his appearance. Cody’s usually perfectly styled blonde hair is messy and all over the place like he’s been running his hands through it like crazy, and his beautiful azure eyes were red rimmed and blood shot.
“Yes,” Cody answers without taking his eyes off the computer screen.
“Did you get anywhere with the code?” I question.
“I was able to crack some things, but not enough to make any kind of leeway. It’s like the code keeps evolving, switching techniques as I go. As soon as I can identify the pattern your brother used, I should be able to fully crack it. This is really some next level shite. Your brother is a genius.”
“You look so cute and nerdy right now,” I tell him, smiling while Hunter snickers behind me.
“Yeah, dude. We should find you a pair of glasses, so girls won’t be surprised about how much a nerd you actually are,” Hunter teases.