Chapter 37
Callie
I wince as the hot water sears my skin when I step into the shower. It takes a few minutes for my body to get acclimated to it, but once it does, I lose myself in my thoughts. After the call with Damien, we grabbed what we needed and packed it into the car as quickly as possible. Eventually, we will need to go back and sort through everything at the cabin in-depth, but that's something that can wait until after Rogue is handled.
The ride back to Braxton Falls was long and tense. Seb's been moody since we got back. We won’t be here for long, but it’s nice to be home, even though we immediately started getting everything ready for our drive back to Rogue tomorrow morning. Seb still isn't fully on board with the plan, but he agreed to go along with it.
In order to ensure Avery’s safety, I have to show up to their big fancy trial. Seb will come with me while Kyler finds Avery and Barrett sets up the bombs. Each one of us has a different role to play to guarantee this all goes off smoothly.
At the trial, I’m going to cause the biggest distraction I possibly can, which makes me beyond excited. Finally, a chance to put all these men in their place. You don’t have to tell me twice .
I told the guys that I didn’t want Damien dying there with the rest of Rogue, and they promised to do everything they can to get him off the compound with us. It’s going to be complicated because, obviously, he isn’t going to willingly come, but I believe in karma, so somehow, it’ll all work out.
On the off chance that we can’t get him, at least I can take solace in the fact that he will still die because of me. One way or another, he doesn’t get to make it out of this alive. It’s his destiny after the shit that he's put me through.
I wasn't able to get the revenge I deserved against my father. His death had to be quick, given the circumstances. I need this closure with Damien. I actually want to make him pay. After that, I’ll finally be able to find a sense of peace in my life. Rogue and Damien will both be gone, and I’ll be free to relax and move forward with my men.
I shake the thoughts away and shut off the water before stepping out to dry myself with my towel. Smiling, I dress myself in the black lace bra and panty set Barrett picked out. I can’t wait to see the way his eyes burn with desire when he sees me in them.
Last night, I slept in Sebastian’s room, and being held by him was comforting. Sleeping with him was one of the conditions he requested. My payment. I know he is going to want more once everything is said and done. Sleeping isn’t much of a payment. What he will expect me to do will be dirty and depraved. The thought sends sheer anticipation straight to my core.
Seb’s been letting me see pieces of himself that he keeps locked away a little more every day. He's been getting these uncontrollable flashbacks ever since I sang that song in his bedroom.
Barrett thinks it’s because he’s finally letting himself heal. He said something about loving and being loved by another woman is something Seb has been missing since his mother died. We’ve never talked about how our feelings are developing, but there’s something growing between us.
Seb had a flashback last night while we were eating ice cream on the couch. He had a flavor that I've never tried before, so I leaned in to dip my spoon into his bowl. When he went to swat my hand away, a glob of the sweet dessert fell on the floor. He eyed me wearily, so I shrugged and told him, "It's okay. I'll go get a towel to clean it up."
When I went to stand, he grabbed my wrist, not letting me leave, and pulled me into a hug. I didn’t get a chance to see his face before I felt his embrace, but when I finally pulled back and looked at him, he looked so vulnerable. He said something similar happened between him and his mother when he was younger. He dropped the ice cream on the floor, and she told him it was okay.
It’s amazing that something so small was able to trigger this memory. Almost like he knows I'm thinking of him, the door to the bathroom opens, and I can feel his heated gaze on my body. I ignore him and finish putting on the makeup Barrett bought me. The fact that Sebastian’s bathroom has essentially been overtaken by me makes me chuckle. After I put on my mascara, I turn and meet his stare, and a sly smirk crosses his face.
"You made a mistake, trouble," he says, his tone laced with seduction.
"And what would that be?" I raise a brow.
He steps fully into the bathroom and closes the distance between the two of us, planting himself just a mere inch away from my half-naked body. His finger reaches out to slide across my bottom lip before trailing down my chin and neck, not stopping until he hits my belly button. When he finally pulls it away, I find myself missing his electric touch.
He steps forward, pressing himself into me, and I can feel his already hard cock pushing into my stomach. One of his arms wraps around me as his hand settles on my lower back. "You shouldn't have done your makeup.” He tsks. “I'm going to have to mess it up."
"Is that so?" I tease, tilting my head back as he runs the thumb from his free hand along my bottom lip.
"Indeed, it is. I love when you look like a messy little slut for me." He growls.
I won't deny the fact that I want him. Every single part of my body aches for him. I reach behind me to unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the ground.
"Make a mess out of me, sir," I say with a wicked grin, and his eyes light up.
Another body appears behind Sebastian, and I flick my gaze to Barrett, who stands in the doorway, watching curiously. I look between him and Sebastian, not wanting to break the connection between us. His nostrils flare as he senses the sexual tension in the room.
Sebastian pulls me in closer to him, grinding his hardened length against me. “Don’t say words you don’t mean, fuck toy.”
“I would never. I want you to use me,” I reassure him and then meet Barrett’s heated gaze again.
“The things I’m going to do to you. I’ll have you begging like the needy little toy you are.”
I pant, eager for him to do exactly that. “Barrett’s here,” I breathe out cautiously.
He looks over his shoulder and then back to me. “Should I share you with my brother?”
“Please, sir,” I say, knowing damn well as soon as Barrett stepped into the room, I wanted both of them. Watching won't be enough.
“I came to see if you’ve seen Kyler, but I’ll never miss the opportunity to play with our girl,” Barrett says, not wanting to ruin the tension that’s built up between me and Seb.
Seb’s hand slides down to grab my ass tightly. His fingers dig into my flesh, making me moan. “She’s pretty needy. You know one cock isn’t enough for her.” His hand lets go of my ass and glides around to my waist, holding me in place.
Barrett walks over to us, stepping behind me and pressing his body flush with my back. Seb's fingers wrap around my throat, and I find myself sandwiched between the two Monroe brothers, who love degrading and punishing me .
Barrett's hands slide between me and Seb directly up my bare stomach and to my breasts before squeezing tightly while Seb tightens his hold on my throat. I let out a strained whimper, allowing my eyes to fall closed for just a moment.
Seb leans in, the tip of his nose touching mine, "You want us both, fuck toy?"
My eyes snap open. Of course I want them both. How is that even a question? "Yes, I want you both," I breathe out.
Seb takes a step back, and I'm immediately saddened by the loss. Barrett steps back as well, and I glance around in confusion. Seb points to the floor, and my eyebrows shoot up. I wait a moment, trying to decide if I want to get on the ground like he clearly wants me to. Apparently, I took too long to decide because I’m taken by surprise when a hand smacks against my ass. I jump up on my toes from the painful impact before my feet fall flat on the ground again.
"On your hands and knees, trouble," Seb says, and Barrett walks over to stand next to him. "You're going to crawl into the bedroom for us like a good little pet."
"I'm not crawling."
"Is that so?" Seb asks, stepping into me again.
He grabs my shoulder and pushes me to my knees. When they meet the ground, I bring my eyes up to glare at him. He doesn't waste any time pulling his cock out to stroke it in front of me while silently daring me to stand again. Part of me wants to lean forward and lick the tip or see what will happen, but I don't. I stay on my knees like his good little toy and wait for his next move.
Barrett steps behind me again and grabs my hair, pulling my head back and holding me in place. My mouth begins to water, and I expect them to force me to blow Seb, but they don’t move me. Instead, I hear Sebastian grunt a few times before he finds his release all over my face. I try to move, but Barrett's grip tightens in my hair, forcing me to let it all happen.
Seb brings his hand down to rub his come into my skin. He pulls back, and his lip curls up in a smirk because he thinks he got the best of me. Even in this position, I know that I own him. His finger points at the floor again, and my eyes trail down to see a streak of come that missed my face.
"Clean up the mess, trouble," he says, and I don't even hesitate.
"Yes, sir."
I lean forward and lick his come off the bathroom floor. The salty taste coats my tongue and makes my core heat. It's so degrading, but for him, I’ll do whatever he asks me to. Once the floor is clean, I sit back on my heels and look up at him again.
"Now crawl your desperate ass to the bedroom, princess," Barrett says, pushing me forward again.
I do what they want this time, finding my position on my hands and knees before moving forward little by little. Sebastian leads the way, walking directly into the bedroom before turning to watch me crawl in behind him. Barrett trails behind, no doubt with his eyes glued to my ass the entire time .
"Your panties are soaking wet. You're a greedy little slut, aren't you?" Barrett says, and he's not wrong.
I stop in front of the bed near Sebastian and sit back submissively.
"What do you think, Seb? Has our girl earned some pleasure?" Barrett asks, ignoring me on the floor.
"She has been kind of defiant. Maybe she needs to be punished first," Seb says back to him, and I shuffle my knees together.
I watch Seb strip before sitting on the edge of the bed and then scooting himself backward. When he finds a seated position in the middle, he curls his finger in my direction.
Before I can move, Barrett leans down to whisper in my ear, "Keep your feet on the floor and bend over to put that pretty little mouth on Seb's cock." I'm up and folding myself into the position he requested within seconds.
My hand grips Seb's cock, and I pump it up and down a few times before sticking my tongue out to swirl it around his head. The lingering taste of his come hits my taste buds and makes me want more. I lower my mouth onto his length and let my lips stretch around him. He loses patience, and his hand grips my hair, shoving my face to his pelvis.
I choke, struggling for air before willing myself to relax my throat. Tears well up in my eyes, and I try my best to let him punish me by taking away my ability to breathe. He pulls my head back and shoves it down again, over and over, as I gag around him .
Finally, he decides to lighten up and begins to thrust his hips little by little. Barrett rips my panties off from behind, and his palm connects with my ass, making me cry out as Seb continues to face fuck me.
I hear Barrett laughing behind me before he says, "You wanted to be used. We're just giving you what you want, princess."
Barrett's hand lands on my ass again, and I rise up to the tips of my toes, still keeping my chest pressed firmly against the bed. Seb's pace quickens as my drool soaks his cock and drips down to his thighs.
A finger runs along my soaking wet center, making me moan. I close my eyes and let Barrett’s gentle touch radiate through my body. Without warning, I feel a cool liquid drip onto me before Barrett’s finger slides up to my ass, and he slowly pushes it in. He begins pumping it in and out, stretching me before he adds a second finger.
Seb rips my mouth off of his cock, just as Barrett's free hand connects with my ass, making me cry out. "Fuck!"
"You hear that, Barrett? Our messy whore wants to fuck."
Barrett’s fingers leave my ass, and I'm lifted onto the bed and forced to straddle Sebastian. He grabs my hips and lines me up before pulling me down onto him. My hands land on his chest, and my fingers dig into his skin as my head falls back. He glides my hips forward and back a few times before I feel a hand pressing between my shoulder blades.
"Lean forward, princess. You're going to take both of us."
I don't have time to object to what he 's saying because Seb wraps his arm around my waist and pins my bare chest to his. Barrett must have freed himself of his clothes at some point because I feel his bare cock press against the rim of my ass. I look over my shoulder to see a wicked grin cross his face as he slowly presses himself into me. I wiggle in Seb's grasp, but he only tightens his hold on me.
"Stay still, little toy. You're going to be a good slut and let him in, aren't you?"
I don't answer him, and his fingers begin to dig into my skin painfully. I know what he wants from me, so I give it to him.
"Yes, sir."
I relax my body onto his chest as Barrett sinks into my ass inch by inch. It still hurts like a bitch even with the lube, but I can feel each one of the bars of his Jacob's ladder slip into me.
It's already too much having them both inside me at the same time, and they aren't even moving yet. Barrett bottoms out, and I finally let out a breath just as I feel his hand tangle in my hair.
Seb lets go of his grip on my waist, and Barrett pulls back on my head. My elbows straighten out with my palms pressed against Sebastian's chest as Barrett begins moving in and out of me. I already start to see stars, and it only intensifies when Seb’s hand wraps itself in the familiar position around my throat.
The two of them quickly find their rhythm, with Seb slowly thrusting up, being careful not to slip out of me. I'm being pushed and pulled in both directions as they fill both of my holes. Still, I find myself wishing Kyler was here to partake in this, too.
Seb's eyes narrow as though he can sense my mind briefly wandering, and his hand tightens on my neck. His other hand reaches up to grab my nipple, twisting and making my pussy clench around his cock.
"You have both of your holes filled, but you still want more," Seb says, not letting up on his grip.
Tears well up in my eyes while I try to silently plead with him to go easier on me. Barrett's hand smacks my ass again, and my eyes widen briefly. I'm about to lose control, and I know if I do, I'll have to pay for it because he hasn’t given me permission to come yet.
"Do that again. She's going to come," Seb tells Barrett like I'm not even here.
Darkness begins to fill the edges of my vision while the pressure builds to the point of near explosion. I do everything I can to hold back, but I don't know how much more I can take. Another smack lands on my backside, and my eyes roll back in my head.
"I'm right there with her," Barrett tells Seb.
"Coat my cock in your come so you can suck it off of me." Seb lets go of his hold on my neck, and my entire body erupts.
Air finally fills my lungs, and I take in a deep breath as the orgasm courses through me. I clamp down around Seb and feel my juices drip down his cock. The bed has to be soaking wet. As soon as I begin to come down, Seb finds his high, filling me up and mixing our releases together. With one more thrust, I feel Barrett empty himself into my ass. He slips out of me, and I collapse on the bed.
"I believe I told you to clean my cock, trouble." Seb eyes me intently.
I grin and move toward his now semi-soft length. "Yes, sir."
I stick out my tongue and lick a few times before popping his cock into my mouth and sucking the combination of our releases off of him. My eyes stay on his the entire time. I don't miss the way he hums with approval. Once I'm confident he's happy, I pull my mouth off and fall back onto the bed.
Barrett leaves the two of us for a moment to go into Seb's bathroom before coming back with a warm washcloth to wipe me clean. I'm especially thankful for it because my limbs feel like jelly. Their tenderness and care are something I’ll always be grateful for. I feel the bed sink down and look over to see Barrett on the other side of me, fully clothed. He wraps an arm around me, and we give ourselves a few minutes to relax and bask in the afterglow of the three-way.
“Told you I’d make you messy.” Seb laughs.
I’m going to have to freaking shower again. I can’t even imagine what my makeup looks like right now. The mascara is likely running down my face. Being messy should make me feel ashamed, but I only beam with pride. I love being used by them.
Just as I’m about to fall asleep, Seb hops off the bed to get dressed. "We need to find Kyler and go over the plans for tomorrow morning. We have to be ready for anything." Barrett nods at him, and Seb goes to walk out of the room, but he stops to look back at me. “You should shower again, trouble. You're covered in come. When you’re done, come find us.”
I roll over into Barrett's arms and shake my head because only Seb could take a nice moment and choose to leave.
"Don't let it bother you, princess. You just make him feel things, so he's being grumpy. You know how he is." He leans in and kisses the tip of my nose. "I love you."
"I love you too," I whisper back before sliding out of bed to get my second shower of the day.
This one is quick, but I let my mind wander. A small sense of dread fills me. If something goes wrong tomorrow, this could be the last night the four of us are together. All I can do is hope that everything will be fine. We will all get in and out with no issues, kill Damien, destroy Rogue, and save Avery. It's not like it’s that big of a list of things to do. That's what I'm telling myself, anyway.