Chapter 174 Claimed in Color and Heat
POV Maya:
“We came to get you, pepper,” Sebastian says, turning me toward him with a smile.
“You’re ours, and we’re not letting what’s ours go far away from us,” Luca adds in his bossy way, and my heart melts.
“You came all the way here for me?” I ask, my heart overflowing with love and hope.
“You’re the biggest trouble that could’ve walked into our lives,” Adrian says, and I pout, pretending to be offended. “But my brothers and I wouldn’t change a thing. Would we, brothers?”
“No,” each of them answers, and my eyes fill with tears.
I’m living one of those final scenes from a romantic movie. That means they want to give us a chance. A smile starts to spread across my lips, and just to be sure of their decision, I decide to provoke them—a little.
“I’m going to make your lives hell,” I announce, making Dominic and Luca curse instantly. “I’ll wear my colorful, short clothes. I’ll go to Celeste’s bar once a week to drink my devil cocktail. I’ll keep not cooking anything decent for you. Our horror movie nights will be replaced by a new series I want to watch.”
“What series?” Mikhail asks, and my smile widens.
“Keeping Up with the Kardashians.”
“Maya, I hope that crap has nothing to do with women spending money on designer clothes,” Dominic says.
I shrug, a playful smile tugging at my lips.
“Of course not, you brute.” I take a step closer to him and ask the question that, this time, I hope will have a different answer. “Do you want me as your woman?”
Dominic wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me against his chest.
“We let you go twice. There won’t be a third time. You know why?” he asks, and I shake my head. “Because you were always meant to be ours, you menace. Ours, and no one else’s.”
I don’t know if I’m dreaming, but I don’t care. I’ve always thought airport declarations were romantic, and the cowboys are here for me. I don’t think twice—or risk them changing their minds. I grab my brute’s shirt and press my mouth to his, giving him the deepest, most shameless kiss ever seen in an airport.
As soon as I pull away, I grab each of my cowboys, kissing them just like I kissed Dominic. The applause we got from the first kiss fades when everyone around us stares wide-eyed at our interaction.
“You can stop staring. This harem of cowboys is mine,” I declare, making the women gape at my men.
I look at my cowboys, and my smile grows even wider. They came for me. In the end, they chose me. And from here on out, we’ll find a way to make our relationship work. The past won’t repeat itself—I won’t let it.
I will fight every day to make our dreams come true.
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I step into my old apartment and make room for the cowboys to come in. After our little show at the airport, we decided it was better to leave—we were already drawing too much attention. I didn’t care, because I want everyone to know these men are mine and how happy I am, but Dominic’s growls and the look on Luca’s face were starting to worry me—not to mention Sebastian’s flushed cheeks. I didn’t want him to feel embarrassed because of us. So I knew it was time to go.
Since they came straight from the ranch to Dallas, without suitcases or anything, I told them it would be best to come to my apartment so they could rest a bit, and afterward we could return to El Soledad. I won’t deny it—I can’t wait to go back to that place that made me so happy.
All five of them look around my small apartment, and I can’t hold back a laugh when I see Dominic staring at my pink feather pillows. He grabs one and frowns at it. Adrian and Mikhail sit on the couch, while Sebastian and Luca settle into the golden-yellow armchairs. Now that they’re seated, I realize they’ve completely overcrowded my apartment.
“Everything here is so colorful,” Dominic comments, and I roll my eyes at his assessment, wondering if it’s worth going to jail for murdering him. “Come here, you minx.”
He offers his hand, and I feel my heart race in my chest. I take two steps and reach it. He pulls me toward him, forcing me to hop three times so I don’t fall. I brace my free hand against his chest and swallow hard as I realize they want me—that they chased after me in an airport—and now the five of us are alone.
Oh, fuck, my gangbang is going to happen.
Dominic’s mouth wastes no time devouring mine. I steady myself as best I can. His kiss is possessive—he’s consuming me. His tongue licks and tastes everything it wants, meeting no resistance from me. His hand grips my dress, and soon I hear the unmistakable sound of fabric tearing. I moan as he does the same to my bra, leaving me in nothing but panties and heels in a living room with four more men who I know want to devour me just like he is. Dominic turns me to face his brothers, and I watch all four of them rake my body with predatory gazes.
“Are you ready to be shared between us?” he whispers in my ear while his large hand trails down my stomach and slips into my panties. “Because that’s what we’re going to do with you, Maya. We’re going to take you in every way, make you come and scream our names, and you’re going to love every single thing we do to you. And do you know why?”
“No,” I gasp as I feel his finger slide inside me, finding no difficulty moving through my soaked folds.
“Because you’re ours.”
I cry out as his finger thrusts deep into my pussy.
With his other hand, Dominic squeezes my breast, punishing my nipple with pinches. His brothers watch every place he touches me, and I feel like I might burst into flames in the middle of the living room. I grind slowly against his hand, needing more than what he’s giving me. My wild man pulls his hand from between my legs and brings his wet finger in front of my face.
“Suck,” he orders, and my stomach flips with anticipation. “I want to taste you on your tongue.”
I part my lips and suck his finger, my own flavor exploding in my mouth. Dominic adds another finger, urging my mouth to open wider. I know what he’s doing. I press my thighs together, desperate to ease the ache building inside me. Dominic withdraws his fingers and attacks my mouth, sucking my tongue while devouring my lips.
“Knees on the floor,” he commands, stepping back.
I drop to my knees, and it doesn’t take long before I’m surrounded by all five of them.