Chapter 15 #2
“The Crest is dead!” Reed screams, desperate to get through to Cill.
He closes the space between them with heavy steps and the air suffocates me.
“The club is down to ten people including the two of us. Six men I hardly know anymore, a traitor and an old man who’s waiting to die.
” I reach out to steady Reed, slipping between the two of them as the tension rises. He’s losing it.
“Hey, hey, let’s just have a seat,” I offer, gentling my touch. I’ve only seen Reed like this once before. The day Cillian’s dad was found dead. My hands rest against his shoulders and Reed’s arm wraps around my waist, pulling me in as he buries his head in the crook of my neck.
I’m surprised but only because Cill’s behind us.
“I can’t do it,” Reed murmurs before coming to grips and slowly releasing me. He lifts his head, his eyes red and drops his trembling hand. “I can’t watch you kill yourself for a family that doesn’t exist anymore.”
Everything in me wants to hold on to him as he takes a step backward.
He stares at Cillian and I’m hesitant to look back and see his expression.
I expect anger from Reed holding onto me like that.
Maybe even toward myself for getting between them.
I expect a lot of things, but when I turn around, Cill is right there, reaching around to pull Reed in.
I’m caught there, between them both, as Cill pats Reed’s back with firm slaps.
“I’m right here, brother.”
“Don’t fucking go back, man. Don’t fucking leave us again.”
As I slip away from their embrace, the two men hug it out, neither willing to let go. “We have each other,” Reed says and emphasizes, “that’s enough.”
Cillian’s silent and I’m not certain he’s convinced.
“Can we just wait to do anything?” I offer again. “We have time, don’t we?”
The two men look over at me before they each take a step back, emotion riddled in their lost expressions. My two broken and lost men. “We have each other, that’s what matters,” I tell them.
Cillian looks between the two of us, swallowing thickly. “How exactly is that?” he questions and a chill sweeps down my back.
“What do you mean?” Reed questions in a single breath even though both of us know what he means. There’s love between us all, and I can’t deny that I feel more love for Reed than I should.
“I mean … the two of you … If I wasn’t here, you’d be with her, wouldn’t you?”
“No, the club isn’t safe–”
“If it was safe,” Cill says and inside I’m screaming for Reed to let it go. I love him, but he knows I’ll always be Cill’s. I can’t lose him as a friend, though. Neither can Cill. We need each other. It’s as simple as that.
Instead, he says the worst thing he could.
“Yeah.” He swallows, his hands slipping into his pockets, as if signaling he doesn’t want to fight, or maybe that he’s willing to take the punch without punching back. “If you weren’t here and it was safe, I’d be with her. Of course I would.”
Thump, my heart races and a heat engulfs me.
“And you would too,” Cill states softly, without judgment as he glances at me.
“But you are here,” I say and the words are pleading as they pour out. I can’t lose him. Please, no.
“I know I am, Hellcat. I’m not going anywhere,” he tells me as I rush into him, my hands fisting his tee. He chuckles. The bastard chuckles a genuine laugh as he looks down at me, smoothing over my hair before kissing my temple.
I’ve never felt such confusion.
“The thing is,” he whispers at my temple, his warm breath slipping down my shoulder, “Reed still wants to fuck you and you want him too.” He keeps me close to him and before I can object, Reed agrees.
As I turn to face him, breathless, Reed is standing closer than before, only inches behind me now. “I never stopped wanting you and I never will, Kat.”
Cill kisses the side of my neck, stealing my attention back. “What do you say, Hellcat? You want to be shared?”
Cillian
Kat keeps looking back at me like this can’t be real. Every time her wide hazel eyes search mine, I kiss her harder, wanting that look of uncertainty to vanish.
The moment the three of us are inside her bedroom, I kick the door shut and tell her to strip. I’m the first to make a move, pulling my shirt over my shoulders and letting it fall to the floor.
Kat stares back but I don't have to ask her twice.
Her sleep shirt falls to the floor easily enough and she shimmies her thin lace panties down to the floor. Leaving her completely bared to us, her rosebud nipples peaked and her hair cascading around her shoulders.
Her wide eyes dart between the two of us, her shoulders rising and falling with each heavy breath. The flush in her cheeks and her hardened nipples prove she’s turned on, even if nervousness clings to her.
“How do you want me?”
“On your knees, Hellcat.”
I help her get into position exactly how I want her. On the edge of the bed, her mouth facing Reed who’s still standing there, his shirt removed but his pants still on. I’m the first to drop my pants, palming my cock and stroking it once.
The bed groans as I climb up behind her. I’m vaguely aware that Reed has hardly moved. If he wants her, if he wants to keep loving her like I know he does, this is the only way he’s going to get her.
“You taking her pussy?” he finally asks lowly, just above a breath.
I only nod, knowing damn well I want her coming on my cock and I’ll be coming inside of her. I get her first. She’s mine, after all. I’m only sharing.
He crouches down and runs the pad of his thumb across her bottom lip as he asks, “You want me in your ass then, my little sex kitten?”
Her body tenses slightly and I run a soothing hand down her curves. “You did that?” I ask them both, purely out of curiosity.
Kat’s head shakes and Reed says, not yet.
My cock hardens even more at his statement: not yet. There’s so much pleasure we could show her together. So many things we’ve never done.
Excitement runs through me, but I focus on playing with her, on readying her.
“How about your mouth then?” Reed murmurs, leaning down to kiss her and she moans into the kiss. My heart races watching them.
It’s not what I expected. There’s no jealousy, only a need for more.
I press the head of my cock between her folds and then lower, spreading my precum around her clit.
She gives me a sweet little mewl and I focus on her rather than Reed, who’s only watching so far.
Leaning down so my chest is closer to her and I can nip the lobe of her ear, I push my fingers inside of her, stroking and then pulling out to rub ruthless circles against her clit.
“You’re so fucking wet, Kat.” I nip her shoulder as I pull back and add, “Are you wet for him too?”
She doesn’t answer at first, although I know she heard and I spank her ass, once. The slap reverberates in the room.
At first she cries out, but she’s quick to answer, “Yes.”
“That’s my good girl.” Reed says the words that were just about to come from me.
I settle on the next step as he gets into the position he wants, finally playing along.
“Arch your back how I like,” I say and I watch as her ass raises and her shoulders drop.
“Keep that mouth of yours available for Reed while I fuck you,” I tell her and just as she’s answering, I slam deep inside of her in a single thrust.
Her gasp is fucking everything. I fuck her ruthlessly, thrusting into her at a deep and steady pace. Her nails dig into the comforter and she struggles to keep her head up as the pleasure tenses her body.
A part of me wants him to see what I do to her, how she’s perfect for me. How easily I get her off and how gorgeous it is when she comes for me. The other part of me, a very curious part of me, wants to know if Reed can satisfy her too. I want to know if she makes those same sounds for him.
Licking his lower lip, Reed unzips his pants and lets them fall to the floor. Palming his dick, he watches me as I grip her shoulder, pounding into her mercilessly as she moans and struggles not to writhe under me.
Watching him hold her like that, her gaze pinned on his with his hand wrapped around her throat, is addictive in a way I’ve never felt. “You want me to throat fuck you while Cillian comes inside your tight little pussy?”
Wrapping her hair around my wrist, I fist the hair at the base of her neck and hold her steady for him.
“Open up that sweet mouth of yours,” I command her and she obeys.
Her pussy tightens around my cock as I thrust myself as deep as I can inside of her.
She moans around the head of Reed’s cock, her cheeks hollowing as he pushes himself in her.
His left hand stays around her throat as his right moves lower, so he can cup her breast in his hand. He plays with her, teasing her and I crave more of it.
His hips thrust and I watch as she tries to take him. My little hellcat takes what she can, her eyes watering and when she swallows around him, I nearly lose it.
Reed’s head falls back and at the same time, she tightens around me. She loves it. The desire and the primal need that tenses every muscle in me are unimaginably sinful.
I fuck her harder as he pulls out and she heaves in a breath.
Her lips are swollen as he palms his cock, strokes it and then lifts her head back up. “You can take more of me,” he tells her and she obeys, opening her mouth into that perfect O even as she moans from the hard thrusts I give her.
Fuck. I find my release, pulling out as quickly as I can and only exhaling as I come on her back.
“Take her pussy,” I tell him, barely getting out the words as I heave myself up. With a hand on Kat’s hip, I turn her over. It’s careless, and we’ll need to change the sheets once he’s done, but I want to see him fucking her.
Selfishly, I want to be the first to throat fuck her.
“Spread your legs for Reed,” I tell her and my little hellcat obeys, her pink pussy already swollen. Reed doesn’t hesitate to climb on the bed as I get off. Breathing heavily and trying to wrap my head around how fucking hot this is.
If a man laid a hand on Kat or looked at her twice, I’d kill him. But Reed giving her pleasure like this? It’s something I didn’t know I’d enjoy like this.
Bringing her knees up, he pushes himself inside of her, and her head falls back, her eyes close and he thrusts as if he’s meant to be fucking her.
As if this is how he did it before. There's comfort in the position, his groin pressed against her clit, like he’s all too aware that’s how she likes it.
I wait for the jealousy, I wait for the anger, but all I can do is watch as he rocks inside of her and Kat opens her eyes to stare at me. Her eyes are wide until they close again, the pleasure taking over.
Reed chuckles a deep rough sound before kissing her neck, and it snaps me out of it. “Look at Cillian,” he commands Kat, who’s barely with it. “He’s giving me a smug look, like your pussy only feels this good because he warmed you up for me.”
Kat’s bottom lip drops as she peers back at me, lust covering her gaze. With every thrust, she lets out a moan.
I wish I was hard again. I wish I hadn’t come at all. I’m already planning on how I want to fuck her with Reed again. Next time I’ll take her mouth first. And that sweet ass of hers is going to need to be prepped.
A low groan of approval leaves me and I crouch down to be closer to Kat.
“Be a good girl and please us both,” I whisper as I kiss her. Her hazel eyes are half lidded as she moans my name. Mine, not his.
“I’m not the one fucking you right now, Kat.” Reed lifts her knee up, slamming into her deeper and harder. “Come on his dick like you did for me.”
It doesn’t take long for them to each find their release and all the while I wait for the anger, for anything other than a deeply satisfied content.
Even when he comes in her, I fucking love it.
Even as her hand slips between her legs to keep from making even more of a mess, all I want is to replay what just happened over again.
It’s quiet as he leaves her, gathering a hand towel from the bathroom and bringing it back to her.
She doesn’t look at me and he doesn’t either, not for a long time. Not until I help Kat up and the vulnerability stares back at me.
I kiss her. At first it’s quick and then she reaches up for more and I mold my lips to hers.
“You able to stand, Hellcat?” I nip her lower lip as she straightens herself. “Barely,” she manages and then blushes as she peeks up at me.
She’s utterly gorgeous, with her hair a messy halo and her cheeks flushed. “I just need the bathroom.” With a smirk on my lips, I help her get to the door. All the while Reed’s in the background, taking off the sheets and laying down the comforter so we can sleep on that tonight.
Leaving her in the bathroom, I make my way back.
The moment we’re alone, Reed questions, “So, you’re not going to kill me then?”
“Is that what you thought?”
“For a moment … I questioned it.”
“Figured you’d try to get laid one more time before I ended you then?” I joke but he doesn’t laugh.
“I mean it. I love her but I love you too. I just … I don’t want to lose either of you. I barely made it this last year.”
It takes every bit of the man I am to admit to him the truth I had to accept last night, “I don’t think I can keep her on my own. Not when I know she loves you like you love her.”
“You could. She loves you more.”
“Who would I be without you, though? I need you and if you’re going to be here, you’re going to be around her.” I lick my lower lip, cutting him off when he takes pity on me, rather than simply accepting it.
“It’s always been the three of us. I want to keep it that way and if it means, I share her … then that’s what it means.”
I’d rather share her than lose her. Right now she might choose me, but when I fuck up again, and I know I will, I don’t want her to question it. I want her to have my best friend right there, so she can confide in him and love on him until she’s not angry at me anymore.
“I might lose her if it’s only me, but together we can have her forever.”
“You’re talking like this is more than just a one-time thing,” he states although it’s more a question.
“It’s whatever we want it to be. I want to take care of my uncle and get the hell out of here, maybe disappear to the West Coast?
” Ever since Kat said the club was dead, it’s slowly sunk in.
Maybe I just needed to hear her say it, or maybe I needed the fear of losing her to settle deep into my bones.
“All I know is that I lost you and her once, I’ll do whatever we need to do, but I want to deal with my uncle before we head out. ”
Reed only stares back at me, nodding before telling me, “I’ll see what I can find out.”