Chapter 51
A long, long time ago, I promised my Kitten I’d shove my dick so far up her ass that she'd see stars. Okay, well. I didn’t use those words exactly. I want to be the first in that hole and put a flag with my name on it. Arrow was here first, suckers. Jericho got her damn pussy first. So, naturally, her asshole is mine. And she's agreed. Several times over, might I add. Sure, she may have been delirious from sexy times or half asleep or deep in her sleep, muttering yes to my questions.
The time is now. Big A is ready to enter uncharted territory and stake it as his. Mine. And the others don't get that privilege. Only me. Arrow. The man of the damn hour.
Shudders wrack my body as my imagination runs wild. All I can envision is her screaming my name until she comes hard on Jericho's dick in her pussy and mine in her ass. Fuckkkkk. I bite my fist.
I'm going to come within three minutes of stretching her out. Ah, well.
“Kitten,” I murmur, laying her on the bed with care. My eyes roam to her flat stomach, mesmerized by the life we put inside her—all thanks to me and my quick thinking. I'm a damn genius for removing her IUD. Only, I wish I had done it at a later date. I'm afraid to put her in harm's way now. This war won't stop, and we need to intervene.
Journey frowns, staring up at me. "Did you have to manhandle me into bed?" she huffs, lightly hitting my chest again with no heat behind it.
My Kitten wants this so badly, she can't deny it. I see it in her blazing eyes and labored breaths. She needs my dick to help her out.
Anything for my girl.
"Yes," I say, grinning when I crawl over her body. Only stopping when my face hovers just above her belly button. "It won't hurt, will it?" I ask, pulling up her long shirt and exposing her panties and stomach completely.
I haven't thought this through. She is the vessel for our child. Its lifeline to live before it emerges.
"The baby?" she hums, staring at me with the same heat in her eyes.
I rub my nose in circles around her belly button and gently kiss it. "Yes. I'm not gonna poke their eyes out, will I? Or ruin their skull with my skills?" I recoil in horror. Will I have to tuck my dick away for the next nine months until that little booger emerges and gives me back my vagina? Fuck. I hope not. That's mine. I'm pretty sure I have my name tattooed inside her right now.
"Its skull?" she huffs. "Arrow, you won't hurt the baby. Pregnant women have sex all the time. Even though I shouldn't let you anywhere near me." She shouldn't.
This is my fault. Not that it will stop me. But there's a need in Journey’s voice, begging me to eat her alive and make her come on my face. Sounds like a plan to me.
Your wish is my command. Anything my Kitten wants, I'll do. Humiliate me? Bring it on. Stab me some more? Fucking hell, use my blood as lube. Make me kneel for nine hours straight while singing the Sound of Music soundtrack? Count me the fuck in.
Journey is the absolute most important person in my life, even in front of my brothers. There, I said it.
"Like that could stop me," I chuckle, leaning down to press my lips against her stomach with a hum again. "Go to sleep, little swimmer. Daddy has some bad, bad things to do to your mommy." My eyes glide up her abdomen, over her covered tits, and up to her misty expression.
"Arrow," she murmurs, running her fingers through my hair. I expected a slap or a whack to the head, but she soothes me best. "Don't talk to the squish while promising to fuck me. It's weird." Her face twists, and she shivers.
"In that case, Kitten. I have an idea." I grin, rolling off her, and lie on my back, scooting closer to the headboard. "Okay, climb on," I say, slightly sticking my tongue out. "And hang on to your titties! I'm about to make you come so hard you forget your name." That's a promise I can get behind. All I want her to do is wrap her thighs around my head and let me wear her like a scarf. Well, a scarf that drenches me in pussy juice over and over again until she's so relaxed I can fuck her senseless.
God, I've missed her. Her body. Everything in between.
"Climb on?" she huffs, staring at me like I'm nuts. I mean, I am. Totally. Completely. And utterly fucking nuts. For her. She should be used to this by now. I'm her devoted king, ready to devour her before the other two idiots arrive. Shit, I should have locked the door and kept her to myself for an hour. That never goes over well, though. Jericho always finds a key to the rooms I lock her in. It's rude. And fucking invasive, too.
"My face," I say, nodding.
"You want me to ride your face?" she hums, twirling a finger up my leg against my skin.
I grin when Big A instantly stands at attention, pulsing and begging for his pussy to consume him. Pre-cum pushes out of my slit, wetting my boxers at the thought of her riding my face into oblivion.
"Come on, Kitten. I want to taste your pussy and cum. Give my tongue the best treat of all. I'll beg," I say, grinning when she shudders against me. That's right, you love the imagery of it all.
"Then beg," she says huskily.
Beg? I'll fucking get on my knees for hours, begging every minute of every day to get her to let me lick her cunt. Listen, I'd die a happy man between her legs as she smothered me.
I run my fingers through her curls, clutching them tight. A small moan leaks from between her lips when her eyes find mine again. There’s nothing but desire looking back at me, dripping with absolute devotion and brattiness. Staring deep into her moss-green eyes, I get lost in the darkness swirling there. Similar to mine. We may have been born into different circumstances, but Journey and I are one and the same. I was born this way, and she was created into the being she is now.
Nothing but darkness.
"Journey, please spread your legs over my face and smother me with your pussy. I'll die a lucky man between your thighs. Please, please..." I'm breathless by the time the words leave my lips, and I heave a breath to steady myself. My fingers loosen from her curls when she grins, gently climbs off the bed, and removes her long sweatshirt, fuzzy socks, bra, and panties.
Fuck.
My eyes bulge out of my head, much like my damn dick does through my boxers. Fuck. Why am I still dressed when she’s standing naked before me? Quickly, I discard my clothes, wiping the rogue blood drops from my skin, and stare at her.
Her heavy breasts sway as she moves toward me. The sight of her tiny hairs that are grown out over her cunt has my toes curling and my mouth watering. God, I want to fucking bite her so hard and leave my marks all over her pale skin. I want everyone to look at her and know she belongs to the Devils of Briar Cove. So, no fucking touchy, dickbags.
"Your tits are massive," I groan, reaching out to squeeze one in my palm. It's hot and heavy in my hands when I run my thumb over her budding nipple. A nipple that will soon feed our baby. Fuck.
What will they be like when they're full of milk and leaking as I fuck her. My tongue pokes out, wetting my lips as I imagine her milk brushing my tastebuds, and I groan.
She snorts, batting my hand away. "You're only here for orgasms."
She must be confused. Sure, I'm giving out orgasms because I love the taste of her. But after I give her at least five moan-worthy, body-melting spasms, I'm fucking her ass. I'm sure by then, the others will join in on the festivities, and this will become a cum fest.
"Fuck, Kitten. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." My hands roam over her body, guiding her until her thighs are ear muffs and her other muff hangs above my lips, dripping with need and begging me to suckle it into my mouth. Well, Kitten, you don't have to wait much longer. I'm about to take a long drink I'll never return from. "Grip the fucking headboard. And hold on tight. I'm about to take you for a wild fucking ride you won't be able to get off of. Five orgasms minimum." She stiffens before she moans when I dive in, twirling my tongue in her cunt and swirling it around her clit. My hips buck, eager to sink inside her, but I don't. I'll wait until she comes and comes again before I bend her over the bed.
And that's exactly what I do in a matter of thirty fucking minutes without interruption. By the time I'm done giving her all the orgasms she can handle, I'm slathered in her juices, and my fingers are stretching out her ass with the help of lube. Preparing her for what's about to come while my other hand pumped at my dick, edging myself for when I fuck her.
Journey slumps breathlessly with my name on her damn tongue. "You really meant five," she breathes, removing her fingers from the headboard with a grimace.
Pleasure soars through my veins at the sight of her well-fucked face. Exhaustion weighs her down, and I know she's ten seconds from snoring on my shoulder. No can do right now. She's mine to fuck. I've warmed her up. Now, she needs more orgasms. Carefully, I remove my fingers from her ass, gently pulling out. She shudders again, groaning when she's bereft and left wanting.
"It had to be five, Kitten. We haven't had the proper time to stretch your ass again. We were supposed to use the plugs more and more, but you were kidnapped." At the thought of Gabriel selling her to that bastard Shadow, I pout. Fuckers. No one will ever touch her again. No one except the three of us. Speaking of.
I smirk, looking around her body to find Jericho and Shepp watching from the opposite side of the room with consuming desire written on their tense faces. It's like they sensed I needed this one on one time with her before we all went in on the fucking together. I don't mind sharing my Kitten. Sometimes. Other times, I'd rather have her impaled on my dick without another one trying to sneak into her other holes. Their dicks stand at attention through their pants, saluting me and letting me know I did fucking good and put on a fantastic show. A round of applause for Arrow Amour and his amazing tongue-fucking skills. Ahhh—and the crowd goes wild.
I smack her buttcheek two times, causing her to yelp with surprise. Her eyes were half-closed and ready to send her off into a slumber. Nu-huh. Not today, Kitten. Sleep time is later. She tries hard to get away from me, but I hold her in place, running my tongue over her sensitive clit again. God, I can't get over how delicious she tastes. She shivers, moaning when I suck her pussy lips into my mouth and let them go with a pop.
"Do you trust me, Kitten? To do this safely?" I hold my breath when her beautiful eyes connect with mine. They've glazed over and blissed the fuck out.
"I should say no," she practically slurs. "But I'm going to say yes." Beautiful idea, Kitten. Trust in the Arrow process.
I grin, working her down my body until we're sitting up face to face, and her pussy hovers above my hard dick. "Any time it hurts, Kitten. You tell me. I'm going to make this so fucking good for you. Then one of those two is going to take your pussy hard and fast. And then…" I run my fingers over her lips. "Someone is going to smear their cum on your lips while you swallow."
Air-fucking-tight!
My body relaxes the moment my dick stretches her pussy, soaking up her cum as lube. One pump. Two pumps. Shit, I'm about to lose it before I gently turn her around so her ass is facing me.
"I almost came in your pussy, Kitten," I murmur, reaching into the side drawer and pulling out the tiny bottle of lube. "I'm going to use my fingers to stretch you out again, but you should be relaxed enough from your orgasms."
"I'll distract her," Jericho rasps, moving closer to the bed sans clothes. Damn, when did he do that? "You'll be a good Little Chaos. Won't you? And take my cock so deep down your throat you'll gag and tear up."
Oh well, then.
That imagery has more pre-cum glistening on my tip again. Her crying out while he fucks her mouth and gagging as he hits the back of her throat. Spit dribbling down her chin, mixing with her tears as his cum spurts down her throat. God damn it. I bite my fist hard again, looking toward the ceiling with a groan. I'm so turned on I can barely fucking contain myself. If I'm not careful, I'll gush cum without touching my cock. Happened before. It'll happen again. And it all revolves around the woman bent over in front of me, showing me her pink and wet pussy.
Journey nods. "Yes," she moans when my lubed fingers prod at her tight hole, gently entering until she relaxes again. This time, it's easier to fit three fingers and then four in. In and out I go, stretching her wide so she'll be able to take me hard.
"Open wide, Little Chaos," Jericho grunts desperately, stroking his hard and red cock, aching for release.
Damn, bro. He's in the same boat as me. Probably from having to watch her come so many times in a row and not interrupting. Jer doesn't have to tell me; he likes to watch from afar with fire burning in his eyes, unable to touch himself.
"It's just like the plug, Kitten." If there's one thing I would never do, it’s hurt my Kitten with unsafe practices. I want her to want this and enjoy every fucking thrust. Only when she's ready. "Good fucking girl. You're taking my fingers. Now open wide for Daddy Jer and let him fuck your throat." I grin when Jericho glares at me. Probably for the Daddy jest. Or maybe because I took control of the situation. He's the one with a stick up his ass at all times. Constantly barking orders at everyone and expecting them to fall in line.
Not today, Daddy Jer. I'm the sex king here, and you're my lowly peasant doing as I say.
I smirk. He scowls more. If he keeps that up, he'll get wrinkles. It's a fun tug-of-war of dominance. Well, until Journey moans and opens her mouth, rocking back into my fingers. His eyes heat more as he looks at her. More pre-cum glistens on his tip. He's going to break first.
"Please," she begs. Fucking begs! She's going to be the death of us all.
Jericho's fingers grip her wild curls, holding her head where he wants her. "You're going to be a good fucking girl, aren't you? You're going to gag on my cock while Arrow fucks your ass."
Hell, yes, she is! And hell, yes, I am so fucking ready for this. I have been since the moment I saw her dancing in the living room of the party house the night we fucked her until the sun came up. I swear, that was one of the best days of my life. The moment we got to claim her as ours.
“Yes,” she practically whines.
Like lightning, Jer loses his damn cool and shoves his cock so far down her throat, and she gags several times but never pulls away. Not that she could have done so with Jericho holding onto her hair so tightly, basically fucking her face with no restraint.
"Relax your throat, Little Chaos. Let me in. Breathe through your nose," he murmurs encouragingly, running a finger down her cheek.
And she must, because he fucking groans, pumping in and out of her mouth.
That's my cue! Time to spit-roast my Kitten.
Taking the lube, I spread it all over my damn cock and between her cheeks, making sure every inch of her I'm going to touch glistens.
Hmmm. I wonder if she knows about the invisible branding tattoo I put over her tracking device. Probably not, or I wouldn't have this dick to fuck her with. If she ever got an inkling of my stalking ways, she'd run for the hills. Not on my watch. Because I'd know exactly what hill she ran to, and I'd drag her back kicking and screaming.
Ah, true love.
"All right, Kitten. You're going to feel pressure. If you need me to tap out..."
"Hit my thigh if Arrow goes too deep and harms you," Jericho finishes for me with a nod.
My eyes fall to the globes of her ass as I slowly work my cock into her tight hole. She's so snug. I swear I'm going to come right here and now. Too fucking tight. Too fucking good.
"Fuck, Kitten. You feel so fucking good wrapped around my dick," I breathe, gripping her cheeks hard and pulling them apart so I can watch my cock disappear inside her.
"You're good?" Jericho asks breathlessly, stopping his movements and waiting for her to confirm. She does with a moan and nods at the same time I bottom out.
"Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk," I grit out, holding myself still, soaking up the feeling of her around me.
“Shepp, you doing good over there?” I chuckle at the dazed look adorning his face as he watches our epic spit-roast.
Yeah, buddy. You could be in on this, too. There’s still one more hole to fill, and it’s calling your name. All he has to do is walk over here and take what he wants.
He nods. “Yes.” He’s barely able to speak when his eyes flick to me, and I grin, slowly pumping in and out of Journey.
Fuck. Hearing his voice sends a thrill through me. My silent giant bestie has been quiet for so long; it's weird to hear it. But oh so liberating. One monster down, one to go. That's tomorrow's dragon to slay. Today? We fuck our girl until her legs are jello, and then we can feed her and do it all over again. Fuck, I've missed her ass. Literally. Just looking at it clenching around my cock has me wanting to stay here forever. I wonder if she'd be offended by that? There's cock warming, and then there's cock and ass warming. Oh, what a fun party that'd be.
“Sheppy Boy, someone needs to tend to our girl’s pussy.” My grin grows when he stiffens, flicking his gaze to me.
All for one and one for all. All the dicks and all that good stuff. Whatever.
No hole will go unscathed or remain empty. By the time we're done truly wrecking her, she'll be covered in our cum. Every goddamn inch.
Or, I hope, at least.
He stares at the three of us with steam practically boiling off his flesh. Reddened face. Sweat drips from his brow. Dilated eyes. All the damn signs are there. He's turned on as fuck. Barely holding back from marching over here and taking what he wants. Come on, big guy. Come pound her pussy and make her scream with me. Teamwork makes the dream work! Not to mention, his pulsating cock stiffens harder as he pumps his hand up and down. Only stopping to spread his pre-cum on his tip before stroking himself vigorously.
"Kitten, I'm going to live between your cheeks from now on. This spot is so..." Goddamn glorious. So glorious. My balls are about to betray my stamina by pulling up and nearly emptying their contents inside her. Fuck. Not now, boys. Big A, get your dangly friends under control. For fuck's sake. I blow out a breath, leaning over her and twirling my fingers around her already sensitive clit. She bucks, groaning around Jericho's dick. I can't help but chuckle, leaning close to her ear. "Oh, my Kitten. You're going to come again, aren't you?"
"Mmmphhh mmmphhh," she chokes out.
I'm sure she's moaning, "Yes, Arrow. I'm going to come a million times more." Even though she sent me an exhausted death glare. No matter. I continue my vigorous circles until she's screaming around his dick and coming so hard I think she might have forgotten how to breathe.
"The way your ass just tried to suck me in is a sign I should stay like this," I murmur in her ear, gently kissing her cheek.
"Mmmphh mmmmphhhh!" her muffled voice grumbles.
Jericho smirks above her, running his finger down her jaw. "Such a good Little Chaos. You're taking us so well. How about a position change, hmm?" He raises a brow when she sends him a look. Our balls would probably shrivel under that glare, but I think it just turns us on even more. Maybe just me. I can only speak for myself.
Whatever.
He pulls out so slowly I almost feel his tortious pain. But I don't. Because my dick is still ass deep. Sucker.
"All right, Kitten. You're coming with me," I grunt, grabbing her around the waist and forcing her back against my front. My fingers roam over her breasts, harshly pinching her nipples until they're red and hard. "We're all going to fuck you now. We're going to take what was taken from us when you were kidnapped. Wait... Did you fuck her on the island?" I narrow my eyes at Shepp, who turns beat red. "Ah-ha! You did! You had sexy time on the island without us! Rude! I should banish you from this room." I'm joking. Kind of. He had his fill of her, spending every day in Shadow's playland. Now, it's our turn. But, honestly. Who could deny the big lug of anything? Certainly not me.
"We were kidnapped." Shepp glowers at me. "What was I supposed to do? Leave her unsatisfied in the shower?" Oh, this fucker. He's taunting me now. I grin, ready to retort, but he gets up and shakes his head. "You would have been even madder if I left her wanting all that time."
Well, facts. I guess. I don't want to admit he's right, but he's not wrong. Asshole. It's like he's known me my entire life and reads me so well.
“All right then, Sheppy Boy. Someone needs to tend to our girl's pussy.” My grin grows when he stiffens, flicking his gaze to me and then to her. But whatever he sees on her beautiful face has him dropping his damn pants and shucking his shirt in two seconds flat. And there he is in all his damn glory. "Atta boy!" I quip.
"You're going to be a good girl and take us all, right?" Jericho asks, crawling onto the bed and meeting her in the middle. His fingers take her in, feeling everything he hadn't been able to from his position.
"Yes," she rasps, clenching around my cock.
"She's very excited about this," I chuckle, nibbling her neck and leaving marks as I go. Nothing says—you're mine—like red bite marks all over. I mean, I did it the first time I ever fucked her so she'd remember me—and them, I guess. For the weeks she'd have to live without us. I wanted her to look in the mirror and think—yeah, I did that.
Shepp hurries over, apparently coming out of his sex-watching stupor, and climbs onto the bed, putting Journey in the middle of us. Leaning in, he lays his lips on hers as Jericho and I, fulfill her other needs. He's moaning and panting by the time he comes up for air, leaving her breathless as well, which suits me. Her breasts heave up and down, playing right into Jericho's mouth as he nibbles and sucks.
"Okay, Sheppy Boy. You gotta lie down. She's going to ride you until you're seeing stars while I do my thing from behind." I grin when Shepp glares at me but does what he's told. "Good Boy," I quip, earning another glare.
"I will hit you," Shepp grumbles, stroking himself slowly.
"Meh. I might like it," I chuckle, dragging Journey until her glistening pussy is right above his dick. "On three," I murmur into her ear. "You're going to drop down and gobble up his dick."
"Gobble up his dick?" she sours. "Arrow, that's not sexy at fucking all."
"Swallow it? Put it in its cock pocket? Slide his sword into your sheath? I could keep going, Kitten. Until you..."
Shepp stiffens, gasping when she clutches his cock and shoves it so deep inside her I can feel him rubbing against me. Well, that's certainly fucking new. Never thought I'd be rubbing dicks with my boy Shepp. But here we are. And damn, does it feel surprisingly fucking good and oh, so full.
"Okay," I wheeze, burying my face in her neck. "Now we have to move. Jer..."
"I'm fucking her mouth while you two get that," he says, grabbing the back of her head and seating himself to the side of Shepp. She squeals with delight when he leans in and kisses her. "Still good, baby?" he murmurs, clutching her face. Whatever he sees—because I certainly can't from her backside—lets him know she's good. "If it becomes too much, remember to tap my thighs."
"Okay," she moans when I slowly pull out and slam back in with a deep grunt of pleasure. Fuck. Once this commences, I won't be able to stop until I'm coming deep into her ass.
Jericho guides her face to his dick and groans when she practically swallows him again. "Fucking hell!" he shouts, looking up at the ceiling while her head bobs.
"That's our cue, Sheppy. Let's get this show on the road." I grin when he nods, and we work her up and down together quickly.
My eyes squeeze shut when goosebumps spread across my flesh. Right down to my damn balls. I don't notice what the other two are doing or if they've even left the party after emptying their balls. I only focus on the feel of her encasing me. Squeezing me. Fucking taking me over as I pound into her so hard, the sound of skin slapping together echoes through the room. Fireworks blossom behind my eyes. Fire rages through my veins until it falls down my spine and goes straight to my balls. Those fuckers squeeze, curling up toward my stomach, and finally, I blast what feels like a year’s worth of cum into her ass.
"Yes, Kitten!" I shout, throwing my head back and holding her hips steady. I slump over her back, kissing her flesh and leaving more marks along her spine.
"Holy fuck!" Jericho grunts as his fingers curl into her hair. "Yes," he gasps, almost falling backward from the force of his orgasm. Well, hell. Our girl certainly has that quality about her.
And then, It's Sheppy's turn.
"Journey," he grunts softly, thrusting his hips toward hers in shuddered movements until they stop entirely, and he's panting.
Journey's body trembles by the time we all gently pull out, and she falls onto the bed with a sigh.
"I won't be fucking moving for two to three business days. Just leave me here," she groans, covering her face with her hands. The sweetest sheen of sweat covers her flesh, along with the cum dripping from every orifice.
"Now, Kitten," I chuckle, crawling behind her and spooning her. "Don't you want to bathe with us and then eat? Hmm? I'm sure Sheppy has a wonderful surprise he'd love to whip up for us."
Shepp snorts, shaking his head from where he's lying on the bed. "I could," he murmurs, turning to face her.
"Tacos and only tacos," she says, squeezing her eyes shut. "Like ten of them."
"Tacos it is, but first. Shall we shower and clean you up?"
"You want to clean this off her?" I quip, raising a brow.
Jericho shakes his head. "Not necessarily, but UTIs and all that. She should probably get cleaned up, and then we can cuddle in bed after eating tacos."
"Please," Journey says, lifting a hand in the air. Jericho takes it and helps her off the bed. He grunts, picks her up into his arms, and whispers words into her ears to soothe whatever she's saying.
Pure, unadulterated joy lives in my heart at the sight of her so well fucked. Not only that, though. It's like something lifts inside me—something monumental at the thought of my family finally being back together under one roof.
"Whaddya say, Sheppy Boy? Should we all go get soapy together?" I grin when he huffs at me, running a hand down his face. "It's not much different than feeling your cock against mine."
"Fucking hell, Arrow," he grunts, rolling away from me and climbing off the bed.
"Admit it! You loved playing sword fight!" I shout, getting to my feet and following them into the bathroom, where the shower runs hot and the steam fills the room.
Yeah. I fucking love my family. Love... I rub at my chest where my heart pounds against my ribs and echoes in my ears.