The Virgin Next Door
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Mack took Calla’s hand and led her inside. “We haven’t had much time to set up house yet but,” he led her back to the master bedroom that had a single piece of furniture.
The bed.
“We ordered it special,” Liam said, pulling his shirt off over his head and then kissing Calla again. “It’s an ultra king-sized bed.”
“No more having your mattress hogging ass pushing me off in the middle of the night,” Mack said, coming up behind Liam and massaging his shoulders.
Liam shuddered at the touch and Mack’s cock stiffened even more than it already was.
Calla broke off from Liam’s kiss and then moved behind Mack. She tugged at the bottom of his shirt and he paused to pull it off over his head. Then she started massaging him the way he was doing to Liam. Christ he loved having her hands on him.
“Liam and I were talking,” Calla said, her voice husky.
Mack turned his head to look back at her and he raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”
Calla bit her lip in a way that had Mack’s cock poking into Liam’s ass. Liam ground back against him.
“What about?”
Liam turned in Mack’s arms and cupped his face like he had Calla’s earlier. He ran his lips back and forth against Mack’s, the stubble on their faces scraping one another. Calla’s arms snaked around his waist and her hand dropped to grip his cock.
“About how we want you to know what it feels like to be the one in the middle,” Calla whispered. “Receiving all the worship.”
Liam jerked Mack toward the bed, pulling him off balance. He stumbled a few steps and Liam took the opportunity to drag him down to the huge bed with him.
Liam landed on top but Mack growled and quickly flipped them so that Liam was underneath. Liam’s breathing went stuttered and Calla joined them on the bed. She’d been wearing a soft little cotton dress but it was a puddle of fabric on the ground. She slid her bra and panties off before crawling toward them in a way that made Mack want to fuck her senseless.
He went to grab her so he could do just that when Liam said, “Turn over and up on your knees.”
Mack shot Liam a look. It was a look that should have communicated—we’ve already settled this. I’m the top. Always.
But Liam just grinned. “We’ll take it easy on you. Promise.” Then he winked at Mack.
Mack was about to put the bastard in his place but Calla put a hand on Mack’s chest. “Please? Do you trust us?”
Mack stared at her face and the want he so clearly saw there. Did he trust them? Well yeah, but—
“Please,” Calla said again.
And shit, how was he supposed to say no when she was flashing those soulful hazel eyes his way. Not to mention she’d grabbed his cock again and he thought he might start begging if he didn’t have a hot, wet hole to stick it in soon.
“So how do you want me?” He directed it at Calla. He didn’t think he could quite handle the smug look that was undoubtedly on Liam’s face.
“On your knees.” Calla’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
Mack’s chest went tight at exposing himself like that. How many nights had Bone shoved him face down into the bunk and then—
Bone can’t hurt you anymore. Or anyone else. This is Calla and Liam. You trust them. You love them.
Mack swallowed hard and forced himself to roll over. He couldn’t help how tense his entire body went, though.
“Shh,” Calla whispered, rubbing a soothing hand down his spine. She must have sensed his tension.
He hated that. He was supposed to be the strong one. He was supposed to—
“Fuck,” he shouted as a mouth closed around his cock. He looked down and there was Liam’s head between his legs, mouth circling his cock. He was on his back, hand at Mack’s shaft, feeding the crown in and out of his lips.
His blue eyes sought Mack out. They were wide. Unsure. Looked like he wasn’t the only one who felt vulnerable in this position.
For some reason that made Mack relax. This was Liam and this was Calla.
He even managed to stay mostly still when he felt a probing finger at his anus.
But that was because he was paralyzed.
This is my ass, baby boy. No one will ever fuck it as good as I do. I fucking own you. Stop that goddamned whimpering. You want to walk tomorrow? Because I’ll—
“Mackenzie?” Calla’s voice broke Mack out of the memory that was so fucking vivid, for a second, he’d been back there. Under Bone’s stinking body.
“Honey,” she asked, “are you okay? Because I can st—”
“Keep going,” Mack said through gritted teeth. He refused to let Bone have any more of his life than he’d already stolen. Not that it was that simple. How many times had he told himself not to give that fucker another thought?
He’d hoped the nightmares would end now that Bone was locked up again—and dickless. Mack had the satisfaction of learning that the surgeons hadn’t been able to do anything but sew together the little bit of flesh that was left after Mack shot the damn thing to smithereens. Bone was left like a sexless Ken doll, pissing out of a permanently inserted catheter. Nurses were surprisingly chatty when it came to a serial rapist who’d murdered two EMTs in cold blood.
Even knowing all that, Mack had still woken up a couple times in the dead of night, the old nightmares riding him.
Unlike in the past, though, Liam and Calla’s warm bodies tucked against his had soothed him enough to be able to go back to sleep more quickly than he used to. So maybe he’d never be cured in a single stroke. But he’d be damned sure to do everything he could to take back what that monster had stolen.
One of Calla’s fingers pushed against his asshole. He sucked in a breath. Her finger was slick. She must have lubed it. Christ, how long had she and Liam been planning this?
“Shh,” Calla whispered again. “That’s right. Let me in. Let us love you.”
Liam licked around his crown and then sucked him in again.
“Jesus Christ,” he moaned, his head falling down against his forearms. Calla took the opportunity to slip her finger inside. First one, and then another.
Initially Mack squeezed his eyes shut—but it was too easy to imagine Bone was the one behind him. So he opened his eyes and looked down his chest to where Liam was enthusiastically slurping at his cock.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Having both of them work on him at the same time. That was so fucking h—
“Oh,” he grunted, his whole body jerking as Calla’s fingers zeroed in on that spot.
Liam let go of Mack’s cock long enough to say, “Gently. Make sure to go gently.”
But Mack shook his head as he gave into the sensation. “No. Harder. Jesus. Fuck. Harder.”
It was so good. Fuck. It was indescribable. To have something that had been only associated with horror, now to be so fucking good…
His cock hit the back of Liam’s throat but Liam didn’t pull off him. No, he swallowed him even more. He was clearly unused to the sensation. Calla was usually the one sucking him off. Liam hadn’t had much practice. But what he didn’t have in technique he made up for in eagerness. His long tongue never stopped moving.
It was fucking sensational. And with Calla’s fingers working their goddamned magic. Within minutes Mack was grabbing the sheets and roaring as he had one of the hardest, most intense orgasms of his entire life.
He slid to the side and collapsed, feeling like Liam had just sucked the life out of him. Both Liam and Calla were smiling—Liam with a satisfied grin and Calla with that gentle tilt to her lips.
Goddammit but he loved them. The feeling almost tore his fucking heart apart it was so piercing.
“Make love to her,” he said, barely getting the words out he was so out of breath.
Liam crawled up the bed and Calla joined him. She crawled over Mack, kissing him long and lazily.
He closed his eyes and sank into the sensation. The solid bump of her stomach pressed into him. Their child. Growing inside her. It was so
fucking insane.
He couldn’t believe he was here. Wanted. Loved.
Calla let out a sudden breathy little gasp and Mack lifted his heavy eyes to look over her shoulder. Liam’s face was a mask of concentration.
Damn, he was taking her ass.
Mack felt his cock stir back to life. Holy shit. The orgasm he had, he thought he’d be satisfied for a whole week. A goddamned month.
But with Calla’s body jerking over his as Liam took her ass, his cock got stiffer and stiffer.
He pulled Calla’s head down for a deep kiss even as he reached to line up his cock at her entrance. Jesus she was wet. So wet and wanting. Always wanting.
As Mack slid home inside her, feeling Liam’s cock through the thin wall of her body, he thought: fuck. This is it. This is perfection.
He’d spent so much of his life filled with hate. Waging his one-man war against evil. Willing to die for it.
Only to discover that there was also a certain kind of beautiful in the world so precious that once you found it, there was nothing to do except live for it. Breathe for it. Give every last ounce of your being for it.
It was a lesson he was learning late.
But one he’d happily spend the rest of his life perfecting.
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Acknowledgments
Aimee Bowyer, thank you SO much! Your amazing turnaround and feedback on this book before Christmas was so immensely helpful. I never feel like I can breathe about a book until it’s had the once over by you. Giganto HUGS!
Melissa Pascoe—you are such a fabulous PA, thank you so much for helping me have time to WRITE! And thank you to for your feedback on this book. Your enthusiasm was awesome to get on this project.
This book would be an ugly mess of miscapitalizations, grammar mistakes, and missing words without the proofreading genius of Maria Pease from The Paisley Editor. She’s awesome! Fellow authors, highest recommendations!
And thanks as always to super hubby. Love you forever.
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About the Author
STASIA BLACK grew up in Texas, recently spent a freezing five-year stint in Minnesota, and now is happily planted in sunny California, which she will never, ever leave.
She loves writing, reading, listening to podcasts, and has recently taken up biking after a twenty-year sabbatical (and has the bumps and bruises to prove it). She lives with her own personal cheerleader, aka, her handsome husband, and their teenage son. Wow. Typing that makes her feel old. And writing about herself in the third person makes her feel a little like a nutjob, but ahem! Where were we?
Stasia’s drawn to romantic stories that don’t take the easy way out. She wants to see beneath people’s veneer and poke into their dark places, their twisted motives, and their deepest desires. Basically, she wants to create characters that make readers alternately laugh, cry ugly tears, want to toss their kindles across the room, and then declare they have a new FBB (forever book boyfriend).
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