38. Why?
Chapter 38
Why?
CALLIE
“ W hat?”
“Why the fuck not?”
“Fuck yes, we can.”
I fought the urge to be swayed by their bossy yet romantic outrage. “Because there are four of us.”
Marco rolled to his back and put a hand behind his head. That would’ve been distracting enough, but he followed it up by fisting the base of his cock. “And?”
Yeah. And?
What was I saying?
I tore my eyes away to look at his face. Since that was met with a sexy wink, it didn’t help me stay on track, but I pushed through. “And there are laws.”
“So?” Freddy moved behind me and palmed the back of my head, easing it toward Marco. “We have a wedding. It doesn’t have to be legal. We’ll know we’re married.”
I tried to fight it—his hold and their coaxing—before a thought hit me.
Why ?
Why fight any of it?
Why couldn’t it be our own kind of marriage that was as perfect as our relationship, even if it wasn’t legally binding?
Why did it matter that we’d only been together a month?
Why was Marco not in my mouth?
“Okay,” I agreed before parting my lips to rectify that last part.
I barely grazed his skin with my tongue before my words sank in. Freddy pulled me up and tilted my head so I was looking at him. “Is that a yes?”
“None of you asked anything.”
“Why would we?” Contrary to his words, Marco’s expectant gaze was on me.
Same with Cole, even as he added, “You’re already ours.”
“Then I guess it’s good it’s a yes,” I said with a firm nod and a fluttering stomach.
I was bent over again as Freddy surged into me from behind and Marco filled my mouth. I loved him there, even if it kind of hurt.
I needed him somewhere else that was going to hurt way worse.
Slapping his thigh, he released his hold on me instantly so I could lift. “I want you to fuck me.”
Freddy grabbed my ass cheeks. “He can wait his turn.”
“You heard her,” Marco shot back.
I shook my head. “No. I, uh, want you… in my ass.”
“Christ,” Marco bit out, closing his eyes. “My dick is going to kill me.” It was an odd thing to say since he was the one squeezing it like he was trying to strangle it. “But I can’t do that.” My lip pushed out automatically, and when he cracked a lid and saw, he groaned and squeezed them shut again. “Knock that shit off.”
“Why?” I paused before amending, “Why can’t you?”
“Baby girl, I know we’ve been getting you ready with the plugs, but this”—he gripped himself—“will rip you apart.”
“No, it won’t. You’ll be gentle.” I spoke over his scoff. “And you don’t have to stay in. Or even go all the way in. But Freddy had my pussy first. Cole had my mouth. I want you to have my ass.” Like the entirety of our relationship, I didn’t want just one. I selfishly went for what I wanted most. “While they fuck my pussy and mouth.”
I was sick of them waiting or taking turns. I wanted all three. Even for a few seconds.
“No. No way, Calliope. No… Fuck it. Fuck.” He got to his knees. “One of you lie down before the blood goes back to my head, and I use some damn common sense.”
Freddy dropped to his back, and I immediately straddled him. His exhale was a sharp hiss through his clenched teeth, mixing with my moan as I sank down his length.
Inch by perfect, pierced inch.
Cole stood from the bed and grabbed the bottle of lube, tossing it to Marco before kneeling near Freddy’s shoulders.
I thought he would also try to talk me out of it like Marco had, but he didn’t. He gave me a proud Daddy smile as he brushed my hair from my face. “Have I mentioned I love book club so damn much?”
I laughed, but Marco just sighed. “Don’t encourage her.”
Too bad for him, that was exactly what Cole did. “You’re gonna do so well, goddess. Look how good you’re already taking Freddy.” Stroking my hair one last time, he kept his hold on the back of my head and lowered my body so my ass was in the air.
Cold lube was spread around my ass as Marco worked a finger in to prepare me. It wasn’t bad. Nothing I wasn’t used to, thanks to the plugs.
“You sure about this, baby girl?” he asked, giving me one last out.
No.
Not at all.
“Very.”
The thick head pressed against my tight opening. “Pull out a bit.”
Freddy dragged me up his body, easing out to the tip.
Marco took the space he’d been given to breach farther. Tears didn’t spring to my eyes. They filled them and immediately ran down as I stretched.
Burned .
Nerves settled in my chest, and I tensed around him and Freddy.
“Fucking hell,” he gritted out.
“Relax, Calliope,” Cole ordered in his firm voice that I was powerless to resist. “You’re doing great. So fucking good.”
He wrapped a large hand around the base of himself, and it distracted from the pain tearing at me. Kind of. I waited for him to offer it to me, but he didn’t.
He lowered it to Freddy, who opened his mouth to take him.
Oh.
My.
Goddess.
The heat that stoked made me rock myself back on instinct.
Marco’s hold tightened, and I knew my hips would be marked to match the ones Cole left on my neck and chest. He eased out of me as Freddy lifted his hips to drive deeper. When it was Marco’s turn, he plunged in a little more. Then a little more.
Cole pulled his cock from Freddy’s mouth and held it in front of me, still glistening with the other man’s saliva. “Ready to be full?”
I let my open mouth be my answer, and he fed me his hard-on.
Freddy filled my pussy.
And Marco was in my ass.
Not far. None of them were giving me everything they had, but that was okay.
I was still deliciously full of them.
All at the same time.
Whole.
Complete.
And they clearly didn’t mind. Marco’s shallow thrusts were accompanied by rough grunts. Freddy’s were growing more unhinged, faster and deeper while keeping the pattern of surging in at Marco’s withdrawal. Cole pushed to the back of my throat, whispering praise for how well I was doing even though I wasn’t working for it.
I was just taking.
But that was all I had to do as I came apart so completely, I knew I would never be whole again. Not without them. Not without the obsessive need and demanding authority they had for me.
And that I had for them.
Because they might’ve been in control, but I had just as much of it. Only mine came from my willingness to take them. To accept them.
My power was in my submission.
“Don’t come,” Cole ordered down to Freddy.
He gave a snarky chuckle. “Yeah, go fuck yourself.”
“Was hoping you’d do that.”
At his immediate comeback, Freddy froze in me, throwing off his rhythm with Marco. They were both in me at the same time, and a guttural scream tore from my throat as another orgasm ripped through me.
Destroyed me.
I could barely hear Marco’s deep voice through the rushing blood in my ears. “If there’s a position change happening, it needs to happen now .”
Neither man needed my permission, but I didn’t want them to feel like they were abandoning me. I got what I wanted. It was time to get what else I wanted.
Summoning every drop of energy, I tried to shift away to indicate that I was good with it. I didn’t get far since I was pretty much drained, but Marco read my intent and helped slide Freddy out of me while pushing himself a little farther in.
A full-body tremor rocked through me, and he reiterated, “ Now .”
I was lowered to my hands and knees, but I was shaking. Empty and full. Wrung raw emotionally, physically, and every other -lly there was.
Marco couldn’t remain still. I might’ve murdered him had he tried. But his movements were tight. Controlled. He could’ve finished his part. Taken turns like we usually did. But he must’ve known how badly I needed it to be all of us together.
How we needed it.
Freddy got Cole ready and positioned himself behind him so they were both on their knees facing me. He must’ve been entering him because his face was clenched with bliss while the other man’s was twisted in something between heaven and hell. He paused. “You good?”
Cole used an exaggerated French accent and Freddy’s own words. “I will be once you fuck me.”
“You’re lucky you’re cute.”
“And you’re lucky I love you, too.” Cole’s words ended in a savage curse when Freddy thrust so hard, he nearly toppled them.
His voice was strained. “You love me?”
“Yes. Of fucking course I do. Now fuck me so I can fuck our woman’s mouth.”
None of that was romantic. Absolutely none of it.
But that didn’t stop happy tears from filling my eyes. And then they were just tears because I was being brutally fucked in the ass and the mouth—in the best kind of way.
None of us lasted much longer before our shouts, cries, and heavy breaths were all we were capable of. Before we came together in a messy heap of perfection.
I wasn’t sure if I liked the three of them filling me or having Cole and Freddy together better. Both were so perfect.
And lucky for me, I never had to choose.