Lightning streaked through her pussy as she arched into Rider’s hand, letting them take control and giving herself over to the two men.
When she felt Rider’s cock jerking against her belly, the carnality had her reaching down to grab his cock, giving him the relief he needed. Meanwhile, she continued to suck Train’s dick harder as Rider’s fingers gave her a storm-crashing climax.
“Dammit, I’m coming,” Train moaned, holding her head steady as he angled her so he could reach her throat.
Killyama let him slip out of her mouth when his head went down to the green felt of the pool table.
She awkwardly saw Rider had removed his hand from her jeans and had taken off his T-shirt to wipe her belly off.
“Fuck.” Killyama sat up on the table, zipping her top closed as she looked around. “Thank freaking God. When did Moon and Ember leave?”
The men shook their heads, unable to answer her question. They also hadn’t made a move to zip themselves back up.
“Zip your pants up. Anyone could come in here,” she snapped, getting off the table.
Train gave her a cautious look, as if she was going to rip him to shreds. Rider didn’t look as worried, but he took a few steps away, waiting for her reaction.
“I’m going to take a shower and go to bed. I have to meet Hammer at eight.” She started toward the kitchen.
“That’s all you’re going to say?” Train stared at Rider who didn’t look as if he believed it, either.
“I’m not a fucking bitch.” She glared at them, seeing they didn’t believe her. “I’m not going to cry over spilt milk.”
The two men relaxed.
Going to the door, she punched it open with her fist. “I just get even.”
38
One Year Later
“Open the freaking door, Shade!” Killyama blasted Shade with a heated glare that had no effect on him at all.
“No. You might as well go back to the bridal room.”
“I’m just going across the street to get a cup of coffee.” Frustrated, she tried to squeeze past him again. If she didn’t have that ridiculously tight wedding gown on that Sex Piston had talked her into, she would have jammed a knee into his nuts.
As she huffily turned to go back to the room she had just sneaked out of, Shade said, “The next time you tell them you have to take a piss, tell one of them they better come to watch, or I will.”
“Asshole, I don’t know what Lily really sees in you … besides those tattoos.” She went into the room that had six angry bridesmaids staring at her furiously.
“Bitch, have you lost your fu—freaking mind?” Sex Piston waved her bouquet at her, causing flower petals to drop to the floor.
“I told Train I wanted to postpone this wedding.” Killyama blew a tendril of hair out of her eyes that Sex Piston had taken two hours to style.
“You told him this morning when you were getting ready to leave for the church,” Lily reminded her.
“You already cancelled it twice. Look at it as third time’s the charm.” Fat Louise’s chipper voice had her wanting to take off her garter and strangle her.
“I look at it this way … I said I’d marry him. I didn’t say when.” She clenched her jaw. “He suckered me into doing it. Kept telling me how beautiful I was every time I held one of you bitches babies.”
The door opened, tempting her to take off on a run. They couldn’t have all the doors covered. Most of the people should be sitting in the pews by now.
“It’s time for us to take our places.”
Her mother’s watery eyes had her sighing. She was going to have to go through with it.
Her mother took her hand, giving her a tearful glance. “I’ve never been prouder of you, Rae. You look beautiful. I love you.”
“I love you, too, Mama.”
Her pumping heart started racing as her friends filed out of the room.
As she went through the doorway, she took a sidelong look at the door Shade was standing in front of. He waved at her.
Turning the corner, she flipped him off before stopping where the wedding planner had directed her to.
When Hammer and Jonas each took one of her arms, she blinked back the tears that were brimming in her eyes.
Hammer didn’t look at her as the planner gave last minute instructions, telling her, “If I could have picked any man in this world for you, Jonas and I both would have picked Train. I served two tours with him and worked with him on countless missions. Train doesn’t know when to quit, and even if he thought it would cost him his life, he wouldn’t leave anyone behind. He’s not your father. Train is the hero you’ve always needed in your life.”
She squeezed their arms tightly, hearing the wedding march begin to play. “I’ve always had two heroes in my corner.” Reaching up, she kissed Hammer on his cheek. “I love you, Hammer.” Then, turning to Jonas, she kissed him on his cheek, too. “I love you, Jonas.”
She smiled when they reached into their pockets for their handkerchiefs.
“Come on; quit be sissies. It’s our turn.”