Chapter 21
I suckedin a breath as my eyes took in everything, noticing the clock in the corner of their room: 12:01 AM.
Goosebumps dotted my skin as tears welled in my eyes, and emotions I wasn’t used to experiencing overwhelmed me. No one had ever done anything like this for me, so I wasn’t sure how to respond.
Did I cry? Too late for that one. And ew. I hated crying. I’d have to punish them for making me cry later.
Maybe I should hug them? No, probably not, since they were naked. Or did I have to get naked, too, so it was fair? Naked Hugs sounded like a game I’d like to play.
Eat the cake? What was the etiquette here? Did we need utensils? Did I have to share? I might be okay with sharing cocks, but I drew the line at chocolate cake.
Speaking of cock… Should I jump on their dicks like a carousel ride? Did I take turns, or was there a length of stay required? Did I need to clean out the vaginal attic between rides? Or was it a slip-n-slide situation where you just held on and hoped you didn’t fly off?
I blinked as I tried to formulate a plan that would work as all the thoughts tumbled over in my head. My brain had finally hit max overstimulation as I tried to process it all and landed solely in overwhelmed paralysis.
Hands cupped my face, the touch soft and yet commanding.
“Look at me, Meu Tudo.” I effortlessly followed his direction, glad to give up the nonsense in my brain. “I know exactly what you need. Let us take care of you.”
Companion Rule #11—quit fighting the tide and ride the wave.
My dress hit the floor a second later as cool air met my skin. I briefly thought about the wrinkles the dress would get, but the second lips landed on my shoulder I shut off my brain and focused on the sensations instead and closed my eyes.
Hands roamed my body, too many for me to count or track, as they covered every inch with their touch—my stomach, thighs, butt, and arms. Every little graze and brush of their fingers had me squirming as they made me feel desirable.
“On the bed, Firecracker,” Jace urged. I opened my eyes and noticed the cake was gone, so I climbed onto the bed, unsure how they wanted me. I’d never had this many men at once, and their attention was overwhelming.
Kieran had removed his clothes at some point and stood next to the other two now. Three dicks stared back at me, all different but glorious in their own right. Abs, tattoos, and happy trails beckoned me to touch with my fingers. The wall of man was a sight to behold.
Cruz was in the middle, his hand on his chin as he looked at me. When he seemed to have figured something out, he turned to Jace and then Kieran as he whispered something to them.
Jace nodded as he came toward me, his hands brushing my hair back as he kissed along my neck. He laid down on the bed and stretched his arms behind his head.
“Since you think I’m so good at tongue-fucking you, Firecracker, it’s time you honored me by sitting on my face.”
I gulped. “Are you sure?” I might be comfortable with my size and weight, but I didn’t want to suffocate my boyfriend out of some need to pretend I was light as a feather.
“Yup. I’ve been dying for the chance.”
I moved closer but stopped. “That’s what I’m afraid of… you dying. What would I tell your family or friends? He died from too much pussy juice? Death by cum-boarding?”
Jace snorted and pulled me closer. “I’m not going to suffocate. But if I did, it would be the best death ever, and all of my friends would high-five my ghost.” I chuckled, realizing how silly I sounded. He lifted his eyebrow. “You said pussy juice. I thought we couldn’t say that?” he teased.
I smacked him and rolled my eyes as I lifted up on my knees but then stopped again. “Wait. I still have Kieran’s cum in me.”
“Even better, Firecracker. Now, sit on my face and let me taste how your day has been.”
Why the hell was that such a turn-on? Like dayum.
Bracing myself over his face, I lowered my pussy down slowly. When I didn’t go as fast as Jace wanted, he reached up, yanked my thighs down, and kept his hands around them, holding me to him. His tongue peeked out, hitting my clit, and the earlier sensitivity returned, my eyes rolling back. Soon, I was rocking over his face, not even remembering my concerns as Jace devoured me, reminding me just how good he was at this.
Kieran straddled Jace’s chest, taking my face in between his hands as he kissed me. My hands ran through his hair and down his back as I poured my feelings into our kiss. He dropped to my neck, leaving his small pecks until he reached my breasts, where he took my nipples into his mouth, swirling that tongue around them.
My orgasm exploded, my legs locking around Jace’s face as I came so hard I fell onto Kieran. My body could no longer hold me up as it became boneless.
“So fucking beautiful, Firecracker,” Jace purred, his voice husky. I opened my eyes and took him in. His face was shiny, glistening in the dark room with my cum on his face. He saw me looking and smirked, pulling Kieran to him and kissing him.
Watching them together was magical and sexy all in one. The care Jace took with Kier and the utter submission on the taller man’s face as he let his friend tend to him tugged at my heartstrings.
“You feel like trying something different, Meu Tudo?” Cruz asked.
I nodded before I even thought of it. I trusted these three men more than anyone else, so if they thought I could do it, then I believed them.
“Kieran, switch places with Jace. It’s time I took my prize.”
Jace gulped but moved off the bed, his cock shiny as it dripped with his arousal. Kieran lay on his back and pulled me to his chest, kissing me again. Now that I could kiss them, I wanted to do it all the time, especially with Kieran. I just wanted to kiss all their faces off.
“Show me how you take his dick, Meu Tudo. Let me see your pussy swallow him,” Cruz commanded. Straddling Kieran, I placed his cock at my entrance and sank down onto him. We both groaned at the feeling, his dick hitting me deeply.
“So fucking sexy, Firecracker,” Jace whispered, rubbing my back as he kissed it. “Now, lean forward for me. Kier, rub her clit for me.”
We both did as instructed, my pussy rocking forward as he stroked me. I felt Jace spread my cheeks and hiss as he watched us from that angle. When he placed the tip of his cock at my vagina and not my ass, I stilled.
“Shh, it’s okay, baby. Take a deep breath and relax.”
“You’re going to break me,” I wheezed as he pushed in.
“You can take us both, Firecracker. I promise. Fuck, Kieran. Your cock feels good inside our girl.”
“Ahh,” Kieran grunted. “Holy hell. It’s so tight.”
I whimpered, the pressure so full I didn’t know if I’d make it. I felt like a pressure cooker and was one move away from exploding.
“Sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” Cruz crooned. “Bend over, Jace. I can’t wait to take your ass.”
I heard Jace curse and then groan as the plug was removed. His body tensed as Cruz began to sink into him. It felt like the four of us were all holding our breaths as we waited.
“Fucking amazing, Meu Dengo. I knew you would be.”
“Please,” Jace begged, his body shaking against mine. Kieran and I weren’t much better off; everything felt too much and too tight.
Cruz chuckled but moved, his thrust shifting Jace forward in me, causing Kieran and me to groan. Somehow, they found a rhythm as the four of us moved together. Our groans echoed around the room, along with the sound of skin slapping and the smell of sex. It intoxicated me as I laid on Kieran’s chest, his hands gripped to my hips as Jace thrust into us. The pressure of his body was a comfort, reminding me that we were all in this together.
I had to give it to Cruz for this position. Not only did it feel incredible as my whole body came alive, the fullness and pressure created a divine pleasure within me. It also allowed Jace to be a power bottom, easing him into whatever their dynamic was. I also couldn’t deny I loved that we were all linked, cementing that bond in my mind.
It didn’t take long for my orgasm to appear; tingles ran up my spine as my body trembled with the force of my climax. Jace wrapped my hair around his fist and pulled my head back to him; our eyes locked as I erupted around him and Kieran. He smashed our lips together as I felt him come, his moan muffled by our kiss.
Like dominoes, Kieran came next, his fingers tightening on my hips as he jerked up and twitched against me and Jace. The thought of seeing his mark on me later had my body clenching with aftershocks. Cruz was the last to fall, his roar of pleasure hardening my nipples as he bent Jace’s head back and kissed him.
At some point, we managed to untangle, and one of my boyfriends cleaned me up as I lay completely spent in the middle of the bed. Only the smell of chocolate and the glorious cake on a fork in front of my face had me sitting up.
The three of them had put on some clothes, and I pouted at losing sight of their sexy bodies. Though, it was probably for the best for my thirsty cunt, who needed to take at least an hour off before she tried to milk her next meal. Screw waiting to swim after eating; it needed to be fucking after being plowed with two cocks at once.
“This is the best birthday ever,” I said around a mouth full of cake. The guys laughed, but I wasn’t lying. My mother had always made my birthdays miserable growing up, and I hadn’t had much better luck once I’d left home.
On my twenty-first birthday, the club caught fire, and we had to evacuate, getting drenched from the sprinklers in the process. Standing outside in a wet minidress wasn’t a good look, nor was the mascara raccoon one on my face. On my twenty-fifth, everyone got food poisoning, and it was a fend-for-yourself bathroom situation. I couldn’t look at half of those people for a week after knowing what came out of their bodies.
But the real winner was last year when a guy I’d been sleeping with for a few months decided to throw me a surprise party. Not only did I hate being surprised, but he dropped down on one knee and proposed to me in front of his family. Of course, I had to open my mouth and do what I did best when put on the spot… embarrass us both.
“Will you marry me, Everly?”
“You know we’re just fucking, right? Like we don’t even kiss. So, unless that’s a cock ring, I’m unsure what you hoped to accomplish here.”
Cue awkward crickets, and I slowly backed my way out of that clusterfuck Homer Simpson style, embarrassed for us both.
So, yeah, birthdays were not my favorite, but I think I could get on board with them with these three.
“Thank you, guys, for this. How did you know?” I asked once I had devoured my weight in cake. Only then had I let them have any. And like the good boyfriends they were; they’d patiently waited.
Well, patiently was a stretch for Jace, who acted like the golden retriever in a Chihuahua’s body he was—loyal and possessive, with too much big dick energy.
“Your passport,” Jace said, his voice smug. Cruz winked, and I took that to mean he’d help me get him back for it. I could so get on board with punishing Jace together.
Once the cake had been cleared away, Cruz had Buns join us on the bed as the four of us lay together in a tight pile of bodies. I was tired, but I didn’t feel like sleeping yet.
“Do you think it will be like this off the ship?” I asked, voicing the fear I had.
“Better, Meu Tudo. We won’t have to hide or spend most of our time kissing asses,” Cruz answered instantly.
“Really?” I asked, hopeful, and leaned up on my elbows, looking around at them.
Jace’s eyes were closed as he lay between Cruz and me, his head on our bossy boyfriend’s stomach, his legs entwined with mine. Cruz casually stroked Jace’s hair, the intimacy of that small action making my heart swoon. Well, damn.
Kieran was wrapped around my other side, his head right under my boob and his hand casually making circles on my belly. Buns was nestled between my legs, her happy snores making me smile.
I could almost see us all together like this forever, and it didn’t terrify me for once. Laying back down, I finally drifted off to sleep as the sun started to rise, hoping in my chest the rest of my birthday would be just as great.
That hope came crashing down when I walked into dinner and saw the last two people I ever wanted to see.
“Beverly? Is that really you?”
Well, fuck.
Was it too late to jump ship? Those lifeboats worked, right?
“You know them?” Kieran asked, his forehead creased.
“Know us?” Briony Carlisle asked, scoffing as she stood, her hand gripping the arm of Bartholomew Carlisle. “We’re her parents.”
Yep. They were one of those families where everyone had the same initials. Gag me.
Kieran’s face paled as he looked back at them and then at me.
“Sorry, I didn’t know. They’re guests of the Woodwards as potential investors. That’s why they weren’t at any other events,” he whispered. His eyes pleaded with me to understand, like he thought I might blame him. I squeezed his arm and kissed his cheek, pulling him closer.
“It’s okay. I know you didn’t do this on purpose. Just promise me you’ll still like me after this. They bring out the worst in me.”
“Everly, I know this started as fake, but it’s as real as it gets for me. Nothing I could learn about you would make me feel anything less.”
Letting out the tension I’d been holding, I kissed his lips softly before stepping back and pulling up all my shields. Jace eyed me curiously, but Cruz had a look of murder on his face, the only one who had any clue about the damage they’d caused me.
It looked like I was going to be thirty and dirty because there was no way I wouldn’t go down without a fight. Bring it, Mother. It was time to settle the score.