Forgotten Awakenings (Awakenings #2) by Lisa Bilbrey Read Free Book Online Page B

could do not to slid her hand down and fill her pussy with her fingers. Especially when Callum released Sadie, shifted her onto her hands and knees, ripped her panties down to the middle of her thighs, and thrust himself into her.
    “Oh, fuck!” Sadie cried, her hand slamming down against the floor.
    “Do I need to stop?” Callum groaned.
    “Don’t you fucking dare!” she seethed, looking over her shoulder at him. “Keep fucking me!”
    Callum’s grip on her hips tightened as he set his pace, slow at first before picking up speed. The sound of their bodies smacking against each other’s echoed throughout the room.
    It didn’t take long for Sadie to find her release; her hand curling into a fist. Callum thrust a dozen more times before he stilled his hips and filled her, allowing his head to fall backward.
    “That was . . .” He blew out a heavy breath as he slipped himself out of her, and Elle wanted to crawl over to him and take his cock into her mouth, but before she could, the doorbell rang.
    The four of them paused and looked at each other before they scrambled to their feet and began redressing. A moment later, the doorbell rang again, this time with a sense of urgency that scared Elle.
    “Were we expecting company?” Sadie asked, her hand coming up to rest on her belly.
    “No,” Callum said, taking a step toward the door.
    “Don’t!” Elle whimpered, causing him to look at her. “What if it’s . . .  What if it’s her ?”
    “I don’t think Trixie would announce herself, sweetheart,” Callum scoffed walking over and opening the door.
    Derek automatically moved to Elle’s side, sliding his arm around her protectively. When Callum looked back at Elle, Derek, and Sadie, his eyes were huge. “Der.”
    “Who is it?” Derek asked, releasing his hold on Elle and walking over to Callum. His hand flew up to his chest as he gasped. “Lucia?”
    “Hey, big brother,” the woman whimpered, her voice trickling into the house. “Can I come in?”
    “Yeah, yeah; of course.” Derek took a step backward, and a moment later, Lucia walked inside. Sadie and Elle shared a look, before turning to the younger sister of their fiancé.
    Black and purple bruising surrounded her right eyes, while her lips were red, shiny, and swollen. There was another bruise along the left side of her jaw, and one disappearing into her hairline on the right side of her forehead. Large handprints wrapped around her neck, and another set on each arm, making it clear that someone had manhandled her — someone who had beaten Lucia.
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
    Five
     
    “Lucia, what the hell happened?” Derek asked as Callum shut the door, causing the fragile woman to flinch.
    “Nothing,” she murmured, shifting her eyes away from him.
    “Um, clearly something happened,” he snarled, stepping toward her, but when Lucia turned away from him and brought her arms up to protect herself, he stopped. His eyes were wide and full of fear as he looked from Lucia to Elle and Sadie. “Did Dex do this to you?” And when she didn’t reply, he huffed. “Lucia! Did Dex do this to you?”
    Slowly, her head bobbed up and down, and Elle shifted her eyes to Derek. They hadn’t met Dex, yet. Lucia had only started seeing him about six months ago, just a few months before Elle had been shot, and Lucia said he hadn’t wanted to make Elle uncomfortable by showing up when the rest of their family had. At the time, Elle hadn’t wanted anyone to be around her, anyway, so it wasn’t a big deal. But now, she was wondering if there had been more to the story than they knew.
    “I . . . I can’t talk about it right now,” she whispered, almost pleading with him to let it go.
    Sighing, Derek placed his hands on his hips and shook his head. “Fine.”
    “Thanks,” she whimpered.
    Elle walked over to her, slowly reaching out and placing her hand on her elbow, drawing her attention. “It’s okay; I’ve got you.”
    Lucia stared at