10. Demons
TEN
DEMONS
brOKEN: SEETHER
CALISTA
A fter my brief rendezvous with Dom in the heart of the secluded woods, we returned to the cabin to warm up. The frigid mid-January weather in Massachusetts is no joke, especially this far north. Coming here was essential for the five of us to survive, but we all knew it’s just a matter of time before they find us, and chaos will erupt once again.
But we’ll be ready—hell, we’ll be more than fucking ready.
As I stomp the snow from my shoes on the mat just inside the back door, I shed my layers and hang them on the hooks along the wall to dry. I kick off my shoes, leaving them on the mat, and shake off the last remnants of cold from outside. I glide across the cabin floor in my damp socks, drawn by the commotion in the living room.
The flickering flames from the fireplace cast dancing shadows on the wooden walls, the warm light guiding me forward. Upon entering the living room, I spot Dominic and Ash nestled together on one of the loveseats while Five tends to the fire, ensuring the flames roar brightly to keep us warm. Killian, meanwhile, sits with his closed laptop on his lap, meticulously rolling a blunt and lavishly sprinkling angel dust over the tightly packed OG Kush.
A few tense moments stretch as they engage in a fervent discussion about our plans. Then, Five glances away from the crackling orange flames and locks eyes with mine, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Heat rushes to my cheeks, and I can feel my face flush pink. In that moment, a silent conversation sparks between us, our expressions speaking volumes more than words ever could.
I know that Five is completely outside his comfort zone, but the fact that he’s still here with us despite all the craziness and danger we’ve faced means a lot to me. It says a great deal about him. Yet, it also gives me insight into his feelings and his current state of mind. The last time we spoke, I had told him that we couldn’t pursue anything between us anymore. The rest of the guys and I had agreed not to see or hook up with anyone while we were together, doing our thing. But now that Five is a part of our little family, I can’t help but wonder if that rule still applies to him.
I grin, and Five grins back, likely interpreting it as a sign just for him. Truth be told, my mind is racing with thoughts of all the possibilities—passionate encounters—not only between him and me but involving all five of us. The cabin has granted us the perfect opportunity to explore one another more intimately, and anticipation buzzes in the air around us all.
When I’m with them—all five of them—my worries about the threats and dangers fade away, overshadowed by the intensity of the feelings we share. The instant craving to have them own my body becomes nearly overwhelming, and I relish it, wanting it more than anything.
With my gaze still tethered to Five's, I step further into the living room, finally making my presence known to the rest of the guys. Their smiles wash over me, warming my heart and reminding me that this is where I truly belong.
Deciding where to sit while each of them eyes me with the most alluring looks I’ve ever encountered feels like Sophie's fucking choice. I saunter closer to Five and collapse onto the floor before the fire, my back to the guys as the flames cast a warm glow on my face. I can feel their hungry gazes boring into me, but I don’t turn around. It’s not because I’m embarrassed or trying to tease them; it’s more about the haunting memories of what I endured while Gunnar held me captive in that basement. Though the trauma I faced pales in comparison to the years of pain before it, it still lingers uncomfortably in my mind.
Assault and rape are trauma-inducing scars that cannot be ignored. They’re undeniably wrong and leave a mark on my psyche and heart. I don’t want to dwell on it or verbalize it, and my way of coping differs from many others. I find solace in physical interactions when others shy away from intimacy. I’ve struggled to accept that there’s no right or wrong way to confront these demons. They're the same demons I live with every fucking day. The same demons that I talk to.
“Why are you so quiet, Cali?” Killian asks, and as I turn, I catch him licking the edge of the wrap before rolling it into a thick blunt that makes my mouth water.
“I’m just... thinking—trying to process everything still,” I confess, giving a casual shrug and nervously fiddling with the carpet beneath me.
“I can't imagine what you went through, and I want you to know that if you ever feel like talking, we’re all here and ready to listen,” Killian says, his dark hair falling into his face, framing his sparkling brown eyes with a golden yellow ring inside them that's illuminated by the fire’s glow.
I shake my head and force a smile, glancing around the room at the guys, eager to convey my reassurance that I don't need their pity. As silence stretches, they patiently await my response. And after I've tortured them with my silence long enough, I decide to answer and stop fucking around with them.
“I’ll be fine, really. And as for discussing it, I’m okay—I'll pass. You all know I’m not one to open up easily, but if I reach a breaking point, I promise I’ll come to you,” I assure them, hoping to dispel any worries they might have about what I endured while Gunnar and my parents' security team held me captive.
“There’s so much to figure out, but I’m exhausted. How about we hit the hay and start fresh in the morning?” Dom suggests, his eyelids drooping from fatigue and an abundance of medication.
“Sure, but we need to decide who’s sleeping where." Five chimes in, a smirk on his face that hints at mischief. “There are only two rooms, and then we have the living room, but there are futons in each room for us to share.”
I notice the look Killian gives Dom, a subtle exchange stirring unease in my gut. As he lights the blunt and takes a hit, choking on the smoke, he laughs, “I’ll bunk with Dom since it’s my turn to look after his ass." He grins, passing the blunt to Ash.
“So I guess it’s me, Five, and Ash sharing a room?” I point out, a torrent of naughty thoughts beginning to dissipate the darkness threatening to consume me.
“If you’re okay with that, then sounds good to me,” Ash interjects, a sly grin spreading across his lips, his gray eyes shimmering with playful mischief.
I glance at Five and see he shares the same expression, igniting a heated stir within me as I imagine all their hands and mouths on me... at once—again.
After the blunt is passed around until only a roach remains, Killian helps Dom up and guides him to their shared room. I rise from the floor and stretch, a yawn escaping me. As Five tends to the fire, leaving just enough warmth to last through the night, Ash and I make our way to the other bedroom, our minds racing with unspoken possibilities as we strip down to nothing but our underwear before slipping underneath the fuzzy, warm blankets spread out across the King bed.
"I've fucking missed you, Cali. I had no idea if we'd ever see you again." Ash speaks softly, almost to the point where I can't hear him.
But I do, and my heart begins to shatter at his confession that's left him slightly broken. I snuggle closer to him, resting my head on his chest as he curls an arm around my shoulders, lazily dragging his fingers up and down my arm.
"I'm sorry you felt that way. I'm sorry I put you in the position to ever feel that way, but I'm a big girl, Ash; you know I can take care of myself," I whisper against his chest as my lips ghost over his tattoos, my fingers trailing slowly down his abdomen.
We look up at each other at the same time, the looks in both of our gazes softening as a silent understanding passes between us. My eyes quickly dart to his lips as he licks them involuntarily, slowly taking their time to travel back up to his gaze still locked on me as if he's trying to burn my image into his brain.
"I know you can take care of yourself. You're the strongest, most fucking badass chick I've ever known, and you know what?" He asks, a seductive grin dancing along his slightly parted lips that makes his dimples pop.
"What's that, Ash?" I play along, wondering where he's going with it.
"Seeing you in action and knowing just how fucking ruthless you really are is such a fucking turn on. It's so fucking sexy to me, Cali." He reaches over and tucks a few loose strands of hair behind my ear, tracing along my cheekbone with his thumb.
"Kiss me, Ash," I demand in a whisper, my eyes never leaving his.
Without hesitation, Ash lowers his head, allowing his mouth to meet mine in an overdue kiss that has me clutching the sides of his boxer briefs and tugging his body against mine, my leg draped over his thighs.
I feel the bed dip while my lips are locked on Ash's, and I can tell by the scent of spicy vanilla and sandalwood that it's Five climbing into the bed behind me, draping his left arm over the side of my body, coming to rest on my hip. He trails hot, wet kisses all over my back while Ash and I fall deeper and deeper into our kiss.
But Five being Five, and how jealous he is, he grabs the back of my neck and forces my head to the other side, stealing my lips in a fierce kiss as soon as our eyes land on one another.
As Five's lips crash against mine, I can feel a jolt of energy shoot through me—the kind that makes me forget everything except for this moment. The kiss is hungry, desperate, like he’s been waiting for this chance for far too fucking long. I can taste the remnants of smoke on his lips, mingling with the sweetness of my own desire.
Ash’s grip loosens slightly, but I can sense the tension in him—the way his body leans towards mine as if to claim his place. The dynamic shifts, a triangle of heat and longing binding us together in this small sanctuary from the outside world. I break away for a breath, panting softly as both of their eyes glisten with a mix of mischief and yearning.
“Well, this just got interesting,” Ash chuckles, his dimples deepening as he slides closer, his fingers intertwining with mine.
Five smirks, his thumb brushing across my cheek, his touch igniting a fire beneath my skin. “You think we’re just going to let you have all the fun, Cali?” He teases, his voice gravelly and warm, wrapping around me like the cozy blankets beneath us.
I bite my lip, glancing from Five to Ash, adrenaline pumping through my veins like a wild river. The two of them, edging closer, their gazes meeting and communicating a silent understanding. Under the surface, I know they’re navigating the newfound territory as much as I am—the uncharted waters of intimacy and vulnerability.
Before I can respond, Ash leans in, capturing my lips once more. This time, there’s an urgency to it—a promise of what’s to come. I surrender to him, folding into the kiss, feeling Ash’s breath mingle with mine, hot and intoxicating. His hand slips to my waist, pulling me snugly against him.
Meanwhile, Five shifts, leaning in from behind, his lips tracing a scorching path along my shoulder and up to my neck. A shiver cascades down my spine, every nerve ending ignited by their touch. My body responds instinctively, arching into them, seeking more of the warmth they offer against the chill that lingers outside.
“God, you’re fucking perfect." Ash murmurs against my mouth as our lips break momentarily, and I meet his gaze, filled with raw hunger, mischief, and a hint of vulnerability I hadn't noticed before.
“Perfect? I’m just me,” I whisper, my heart racing in response to their gazes—that potent mixture of lust and unspoken affection swirling in the dim light of the room. "I'm the fucking psychotic girl who dragged ya'll into this shit."
“No, you’re absolutely magnificent." Five interjects, his voice laced with sincerity that beckons me to believe him.
It’s the sort of affirmation I didn’t know I craved until this very moment. The words wrap around me like a protective embrace, pulling me deeper into this chaotic whirlpool of emotions and desire. Without thinking, I push back against Ash and Five, creating just enough space to rise onto my knees on the massive comforter.
“Then show me,” I dare them, my heart pounding with exhilaration and mischief, knowing I’m crossing the thresholds of everything that I’d once been careful to guard.
Five’s lips curl into that wicked grin I adore, while Ash leans in, his breath hitching in anticipation. The tension in the air is electric as they exchange looks filled with renewed determination, that silent conversation threading through the space between us.
They inch closer, their bodies melding into mine, sharing kisses that intertwine affection and need, crafting an intoxicating blend that spirals through us. It’s a frenzy of moans, whispers, and the rhythmic sound of our breaths merging, erasing the ghosts of the past that threatened to linger.
My breath hitches as I sink deeper into this tantalizing moment with them. The walls of the cabin, adorned with rustic charm, begin to fade away, and all that exists is this bed, these two men, and the fiery connection binding us together.
Ash's hands roam over my body, trailing up my thighs and back down as if memorizing every inch of me. His touch ignites a wildfire within me, awakening desires I thought were buried beneath layers of pain and recovery. At the same time, Five presses against my back, his breath warm against my neck as he plants lingering kisses that ebb and flow like the tide.
“What do you want, Cali?” Ash breathes against my ear, and the heat of his voice sends shivers racing down my spine. “Tell us.”
A rush of power surges through me as I grasp the moment. The command is simple yet seductive, coaxing me out of my reservations. I feel empowered as I realize I’m no longer just a victim of my past; I’m in control now, surrounded by those who care for me in a way that transcends mere physical attraction.
“I want to feel everything,” I whisper back, my voice trembling with the weight of my desire.
The air feels thick, charged with anticipation as they exchange knowing looks. Each of them shifts slightly, making room for me between them, as if inviting me to take the reins.
Five’s lips find my shoulder, gently nipping at my skin while Ash’s hands slide possessively over my stomach, encouraging me to lean back against his chest. I let myself fall into the sensations, allowing their touches to create a cocoon that feels safe and exhilarating at the same time.
“Then we’ll give you fucking everything,” Five promises, an edge of urgency creeping into his tone.
His energy is intoxicating, pushing me further into uncharted territory. With a sudden movement, I twist my body to face Ash, feeling the warmth radiating from Five behind me. Capturing Ash’s lips once more, I can feel the tension in his body—his desire fueled by my eagerness, the silent promise of exploration hanging in the air.
Five’s hands cradle my waist, both grounding and thrilling me as he watches intently. The way he looks at me sends waves of warmth washing over me; his gaze is filled with admiration, hunger, and something deeper, something that makes me feel invincible. I merge the sensations between the two of them, the intoxicating headiness of having both of their bodies near me teasing me mercilessly. I pull back from Ash, breathless, and lock eyes with Five.
“Come closer,” I command softly, feeling the thrum of excitement in my veins.
They’re eager to please; I can see it in their expressions. They want to give me everything, and the power trip ignites my confidence. Five scoots forward, settling in just behind me, his body forming a barrier against the world outside this cozy escape.
I meet his gaze and smirk, biting my lip coyly. “Now, what should we explore first?”
Ash chuckles, his fingers dancing over my thigh, spreading warmth deeper into my core. “How about we focus on what makes you feel good? Tell us,” he implores, his voice low and sultry.
The prospect of guiding them stirs an unexpected thrill within my chest. I lean back against Five, relishing the second skin of his heat.
“I want to feel your hands everywhere,” I confess, a teasing lilt in my voice. “I want to see just how amazing it is to fuck both of you.”
With a husky laugh, Ash leans in, capturing my mouth again, this kiss swirling with passion and desperation. Five’s hands begin to roam—caressing my thighs, slipping under the waistband of my underwear, sending shockwaves through me.
“Then let’s start with your legs,” Ash murmurs in a breathless whisper, licking his lips in front of me, his gray eyes dark with desire.
He moves down, shifting to kneel before me, drawing his fingers along my thighs before planting firm, hot kisses on my skin as he peels my clothes off one by one. Each brush of his lips sends reverberations coursing through me, titillating every nerve. Five’s warm hands grip my hips, steadying me against the onslaught of pleasure. The way he holds me—like I’m the most precious thing in his world—sends a rush of euphoria through me. Everything outside of our circle fades away, leaving just the three of us in this cocoon of trust and mutual desire.
“Tell me how it fucking feels, Cali." Five murmurs, his voice an enticing melody that dances through the air.
“Fucking amazing,” I breathe out, loving how the heat spreads like wildfire and envelops every part of me.
I glance down as Ash looks up at me from between my legs, his mouth descending to my skin, worshipping me in a way that makes every nerve sing with anticipation. I can feel Five’s breath ghosting over my neck as he places soft kisses there, and an electric zing shoots through me.
“You’re fucking breathtaking,” he whispers, and I feel my heart swell at the sincerity in his voice. “You’re fucking ours tonight.”
A thrill shoots through me, an intoxicating mixture of terror and release as the weight of oppression, loss, and trauma begin to dissolve into the perfumed haze of our intimacy. Perhaps, in this warmth, there’s an unexpected freedom—a chance to write a different story than the ones we’ve lived. And as Ash continues his erotic exploration, both their desires and mine entwined, I embrace this moment fully. I allow myself to fall into this reckless bravery, no longer just navigating the darkness but embracing the light that glows, inviting me to merge into something deeper—something worthy of every part of me.
"Fuck me, both of you," I beg, every nerve ending heightened.
A charged silence falls over us, thick with anticipation as both Ash and Five freeze for a moment, surprise etched on their faces. Then, as though awoken from a dream, they share a heated look that ignites a primal spark between them.
“Your wish is our fucking command, Cali,” Ash grins wickedly, shifting his position to better align his body with mine.
His hands find my waist, pulling me toward him, while Five’s presence looms behind me—a comforting weight that grounds me. I can hardly handle the exhilaration coursing through my veins—a mix of arousal and vulnerability swirling into something intoxicating.
“Now,” I breathe, the word barely escaping my lips as they take my unspoken command to heart.
Ash leans in closer, his mouth capturing mine again, deepening the kiss until we were breathing the same air as he slides his cock into my pussy, our bodies moving as one. I can feel his heartbeat pounding in rhythm with mine.
“Lift,” Five instructs softly, and I instinctively comply, eager to feel their every touch.
Ash’s hands run down the length of my legs, intertwining with Five’s as they explore the contours of my body, igniting every inch with a fiery caress. When Ash’s mouth moves from mine and descends to my neck, he plants kisses along my collarbone, igniting sparks of pleasure with each brush of his lips, thrusting slowly and deeply inside of me. Meanwhile, Five trails his fingers along the curve of my hip, spreading my legs slightly with an assertive yet tender gentleness that makes me gasp.
“Tell me what you fucking want, Cali,” Five encourages, his breath hot on my shoulder. “Let us know how we can take you higher.”
I feel a rush of exhilaration at their willingness to relinquish control and to operate on the edge of my desires.
“I want… I want to feel you... fuck me too, Five.” I manage to stammer between kisses, anticipation hanging heavy in the air.
Ash’s cheeks dimple as he meets my eyes, driven by an insatiable desire that intertwines with my own.
“I can make that happen.” Five murmurs conspiratorially, his fingers tickling their way down my thighs, sending shivers cascading through me.
The moment feels monumental, like history righting itself with every caress, every kiss. They hover over me, their combined presence an overwhelming wave of pleasure ready to crash.
“Are you ready?” Five’s voice rumbles behind me, low and fierce, awakening the need for rapture I hadn’t anticipated.
I nod eagerly, every fiber of my being hungry for their touch, their exploration—craving more than I dared to voice.
“Yes, please,” I manage to breathlessly whisper, surrendering to the swell of emotions that threatens to consume me.
“Then trust us,” Ash replies, his thumb stroking my thigh reassuringly, while Five readies himself behind me, aligning our bodies in a way that binds us all together in this intimate act of communion.
Gradually, Ash shifts my body until I’m arching toward him—my back pressed against Five—all three of us tangled together in an embrace that felt raw and passionate. Every part of me radiates with a delightful tension, the promise of what’s to come hanging sweetly in the air.
With every gentle brush of their hands, without hesitation, they begin to breach the boundaries of my desires. Five’s fingers intertwine with mine, lacing them together as he pulls my body tightly against his as he eases his cock into my ass, while Ash lowers himself closer, his mouth capturing mine once again in a luxurious kiss.
“Let it go, Cali. Feel it,” Five whispers, and the story of us unfolds seamlessly, a chaotic symphony of pleasure and trust, simultaneously thrilling and soothing—drawing me deeper into our shared experience.
With Ash’s mouth trailing lower, I lose myself in their exploration, feeling like we are carving out new territory. His lips move down my body, igniting my skin with warmth that seeps deep into my bones. The fluttering in my chest grows more intense as he shifts lower, grazing his lips along my stomach, stopping briefly at my navel to tease me and make me beg for more.
Each swift gasp punctuates the silence, a testament to the liberation I’m slowly embracing. Every kiss shares a whispered secret, every touch a reminder of our sacred bond—a testament to our unity forged through shared pain and desire.
“Fuck, just like that,” I murmur, lost in the enthralling sensations washing over me as Five rises to kiss my neck, anchoring me in this wave of connection that binds us, both of them fucking me with matching strokes.
“There’s no rush, babe. We have all the time in the world,” Ash murmurs, his voice deep and throaty. It makes sparks fly inside me as he meets my gaze, determination glimmering in his eyes.
With that, I let myself drift further into the moment, the past washing away like a distant echo. Together, we are creating something beautiful—an electrifying dance of exploration and intimacy unlike anything I’ve ever known. I can’t hold back the moan that escapes from my lips as Ash finds his way further down, his mouth hovering ever so slightly over me, teasing me until I’m begging for more.
“Yeah, just like that,” I breathe, feeling warmth radiating from both sides. “Please, don’t stop.”
And as Ash glides his tongue just enough to tease, Five turns my head and sinks his lips onto mine, sealing our fate as we embark on this new beginning, intertwining our desires. Everything bad fades away, granting us this exquisite moment—the fragility of our newfound bliss cascading around us like a silken robe.
In their embrace, I realize this is where I’m meant to be—safe, cherished, and fiercely wanted. I am not defined by my scars; I am defined by the warriors with me, the connection we share in this sleepy cabin far from the chaos of the world.
With every touch and kiss, I am reminded that healing can be as electric as it is intimate. It rewrites the narrative of what has come before, crafting a new storyline that transforms pain into power—a raw testament to love ensconced in passion. And wrapped in the warmth of this bed and their arms, I finally begin to feel whole once more.
Ash and Five fulfill my every wish, making me feel like I'm the only one that matters in that moment. They take control, dominating me in the best possible way, guiding me to a place of serenity and release. I let go of all my pent-up emotions—the anger, the pain, the need for love and attention—allowing myself to fully give in to the pleasure he provides. It's exactly what I've been searching for—to feel connected and understood by someone who harbors their own demons.
Afterward, we lay there in silence, entwined with each other, finding solace in each other's touch. It's a moment of peace, a brief respite from the chaos that surrounds us. I know it won't last, but for now, it's enough.