51. Max
CHAPTER 51
MAX
I don’t waste any time darting out of the office and into the gym. I wonder for a split second if I should run outside to try and get away. But the thing is, I don’t actually want to get away from them. They all know it. Though, I still make a serious effort to run within the limits I have.
Drew and Caine were focused on whatever they were doing when I come barreling out of Adam’s office. It doesn’t take them long to catch on. I’m dodging and avoiding three different men who are all trying to hunt me down.
It’s harder than anticipated, the gym isn’t necessarily small, but it’s also not big. There’s really not many places to hide. Despite that, I hope this is doing what it’s intended to, and distracting Adam from what he just found out. He need to know he isn’t like the man that played a part in his conception. Our ages are different, and I want him. I want this.
I duck behind one of the hanging bags, breathing heavily in anticipation. It’s too quiet, and the only thing I can hear is my own rapid breaths. Then there’s a banging of chains against metal that makes my heart rate kick up in my chest.
The steady beat of the chains swinging slows down. Silence surrounds me before a face appears right in front of me. Drew smiles. “Found you, little one.”
I squeal, going the other direction to run away again. He doesn’t immediately grab me and I know it’s because he’s enjoying this. They love toying with me, and though we all know how this is going to end, it’s still fun to feel like there’s an element of danger being chased.
One of them is closing in on me as I race around and head toward the cage. I feel the large presence right on my heels, and I know I should probably go in another direction, but I’m pretty sure it’s my subconscious telling me I want to be caught. Right. Now.
Though, it’s not on purpose, I stumble slightly, which gives Caine the opportunity to grab me around my waist, yanking my body against his. He carries me in the direction I was already headed. I thrash haphazardly in his arms.
“Come on, killer, you can do better than that,” Caine taunts against my hair.
I let out a frustrated noise, attempting to throw a leg back to kick him, but he just laughs. Dropping me onto my feet, but not letting me get away as he’s grabbing my wrists and holding them up in front of my face.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I snap, trying to yank my arms free, but his grip is tighter than a pair of handcuffs.
“Making sure you never get away from us,” he answers, holding up the unraveling roll of hand wraps.
“You going to wrap my hands for me?” I raise an eyebrow.
“Yeah, but not how you’re thinking.” He backs me into the corner of the cage, stretching one arm out, securing my wrists to the metal one at a time. I don’t even have enough brain capacity to consider fighting back.
I’m fixated on watching the way he expertly restrains me, so I don’t notice Adam and Drew joining us in here. They both crowd me on one side, it should feel claustrophobic. I should feel restricted considering I’m completely at their mercy. But I don’t. I feel comfortable. Like them all being so close to me is the best way to make me feel the most like myself.
“How’s that feel, baby girl?”
“Not enough,” I complain, shifting, rubbing my thighs together, realizing how turned on I am from the chase and now the fact that my wrists are bound, my arms outstretched to my sides.
“You need more, little one? Need us to touch this greedy pussy? How wet is she for us? I bet you’re dripping , aren’t you?”
I let out a soft moan, my head dropping back against the chain. “Find out.”
Caine grabs the waistband of my tight leggings, pulling them down along with my panties at once. The cool air hits my drenched core and I whimper at the sensation. Especially when both Drew and Adam reach down, Adam’s hand on top of Drew’s while they collectively shove a finger inside me, and I gasp at the intrusion.
Caine takes advantage, grabbing the back of my head, pulling my mouth onto his, pushing his tongue inside my open mouth immediately while the other two pump their fingers. I’m a completely needy mess as two of my men work me with their joined hands, and the other fucks my mouth with his tongue like I wish he would do somewhere else. But also don’t want him to go anywhere.
Especially when his hand collars my throat, tightening just enough for me to feel the pressure, but not take away my air. Though with the way his tongue plunders into my mouth, and Adam and Drew’s fingers are curling inside me, I’m at risk for forgetting to breathe and passing out from lack of oxygen on my own anyway.
I pull at my restraints, wanting to touch them, to rip their clothes off and feel their strong, hard bodies under my fingertips. I growl in frustration that I’m not able to break free, and it only makes them tighten a bit more around my skin. I feel like I’m going to have some marks left over after this, and I crave them. They can be my reminder of this moment, and I know it’s going to be one I won’t want to forget any time soon.
“Please,” I beg against Caine’s mouth.
“Please what, killer? Their fingers not enough for your desperate pussy? You need to be filled by something bigger?”
I nod against him. “Yes, I want more. I need more, please.”
“You heard her. Caine, give her what she wants,” Adam says, grabbing my face, pinching my chin between his fingers. “Then we can each have a turn with you, fucking and filling your pretty cunt.”
I gasp, clenching around their fingers, loving the sound of that. They pull away from my body and I cry out at the loss, but it isn’t long before Caine has pushed his shorts down, grabbing me by my hips and lifting me so I can wrap my legs around him, though he’s so tall and my arms are still stuck where he tied them up. Yet, any ounce of discomfort is gone as he presses the blunt tip of his cock against my entrance.
I buck against him, silently urging him inside.
“So fucking greedy, killer. It’s a good thing I’ll give you whatever you want and need,” he growls, pushing himself in to the hilt in a single thrust.
I scream at the sudden stretch, but also feel myself constrict around him, wanting to keep him there, Like I need him to be a part of me. Turning my head to the side so I can see Adam and Drew, they’re watching with rapt attention.
“Touch each other,” I instruct them desperately. “But don’t you dare come unless it’s inside me.”
“Oh fuck, killer,” Caine groans. He pistons his hips roughly and I cry out as they slam into mine.
My eyes don’t leave the sight of Adam and Drew who are now shedding each other’s clothes, mouths locked while they desperately wrap their hands around each other’s dicks, pumping furiously while kissing and Caine fucks me at the same punishing pace.
It’s almost too much, watching them and feeling Caine, but not being able to touch. I’m at their mercy. They can do whatever they want to my body, and I’ve never loved the loss of control like I do right now.
“Oh please! I’m so close, please.” My release is teasing me, teetering just out of reach, and when I see Adam drop down to his knees in front of Drew I almost lose it. Seeing the way he sucks Drew’s dick into his mouth, I moan.
“Getting me nice and wet to fuck you, little one,” Drew groans, thrusting forward to bury himself in Adam’s throat even more.
“Oh God,” I cry. Caine tightens his grip on my hips, fucking me so hard I think I’m making sounds I’ve never made before. Especially when my orgasm starts to take over, and it’s like my body knows it’s going to be the first of many tonight because it’s over too soon. My hands desperately latch on to the cool metal chains above where I’m tied.
“That’s it, killer, choke my cock, you’ve got this,” Caine encourages and somehow that only makes the aftershocks of my release hit me even harder.
“Caine,” I moan. “Come inside me, I want to feel you fill me with your cum.”
“Shit,” he groans, his grip turns painful as he fucks me even harder, groaning only seconds later as he does just that. He’s coming and shooting ropes of cum so deep inside me it seems impossible.
“Fuck,” I hear Drew groan, and it draws my attention back to him as he pulls Adam off his cock. “I’m going to come and our girl had a demand about that.”
Adam stands up. “Then you better get over there, and give her what she’s wanting.” He nudges Drew toward me and he goes easily.
I expect Caine to argue, or refuse to let me go, but to my surprise, he drops my weak legs down gently, presses his lips to mine, more gentle than he has before. “I fucking love you, killer. I hope you realize how much.”
“I do.” I nod with a smile. “You’re willing to share me even if it kills you. Of course you love me.”
“Don’t forget it, either,” he growls with another rough kiss before letting me go.
My body is cold for only a moment before Drew is there. But instead of picking me up like Caine did, he lifts one of my legs over his hip, runs his spit covered cock through my folds before angling up against me, and pushing in slowly so I feel every inch and every single one of his piercings.
I moan, and once he’s fully seated, he smirks down at me. “Remember what I told you about getting off when you first counted my bars?”
Nodding, I whimper, already feeling close. Having Caine’s cum already inside me, while my body is already primed from the first orgasm, plus watching the two of them together will always get me worked up. Every. Single. Time.
“I’m going to prove it to you.”
I want to sass him, tell him there’s no way, but I don’t even have time because he drops his hand to where we’re joined, rubbing my clit with perfect precision as he positions himself so he hits the perfect spot on my inner walls with each thrust.
I cry out at the way he’s quite literally pressing all the right buttons of my body, and I’m not keeping track of how many seconds pass, but it isn’t many before my body is crying out with its release.
“Yeah, that’s it. Come all over my cock, little one. So fucking pretty falling apart for me. So”—thrust—“Fucking”—thrust—“Perfect.”
His words only make me continue to cry out, and the way he’s fucking me and rubbing my clit prolongs my orgasm.
“Damn baby girl,” Adam groans.
“So fucking pretty coming all over him,” Caine growls and my eyes roll back at the overwhelming sensations. Their eyes on me, hands on me, the dirty words being spoken. All of it.
“Fuck,” I moan, not sure what else to say. I don’t have anything to say. My body comes down from the pleasure overload. With the way Drew is still touching me, it’s impossible to come down completely, even as I feel myself become weaker.
“Knew it, you’re so fucking perfect,” Drew groans, pushing my back flush against the cage as he slams into me roughly and I can only take it. Though, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else right now.
Drew’s face drops down to my shoulder as he groans, holding himself against me, his own release barreling through him as he fills me as well. My jaw drops on a silent moan as he does. I don’t know if I can take more, but when I look over at Adam, and see the way he’s gripping his cock tightly, desperately, I know I need him where Drew is. I need to feel all of them. And even more than that, I know he needs it too.
That’s confirmed when he steps up next to Drew, clapping a hand on his shoulder before dropping down to his knees and I’m not sure what he’s doing. Until Drew withdraws from my body and Adam buries his face between my thighs, in the spot the other two were. And he licks the mixture of release that’s there.
I groan at the sensation, knowing he’s tasting all of us makes it even hotter, even though everything he’s doing with his tongue feels amazing, it’s knowing that he’s not just tasting me that has me going over the edge another time and this one has me feeling like I’m going to lose all sensation in my legs.
I’m screaming as I come, gushing out my release and soaking Adam’s face, I’m sure of it. The moan he lets out that vibrates through me lets me know that I’m right.
“Fuck, killer, that feel good?” Caine rasps, and I nod furiously.
When Adam stands in front of me, I’m barely able to stay upright so when he picks me up I’m not even able to wrap my legs around him tight enough, but it doesn’t matter because Adam holds me up with pure strength.
I cry out when he pushes into me because I’m overstimulated. I’ve been stretched and pushed to the absolute brink of pleasure from the back to back orgasms. All I can do is hang on as he fucks me.
The one thing I can’t help but tell him is how perfect we all are and that this shouldn’t feel wrong. I don’t want him to be worried anymore or question anything about this relationship.
“I love you, Adam. You complete all of us, and no one is going anywhere,” I insist.
“I love you, baby girl. This is how it’s always going to be.”
I nod in agreement.
“Now, you’re going to need to come for me again. I need to feel your sweet little cunt come on my cock like you did on my face.”
“I can’t,” I cry.
“Better listen to coach, little one,” Drew adds, coming up to one of my sides.
“I can’t,” I insist again, louder and more of a whine.
“You can, killer, come for him, you can do it,” Caine encourages, coming up to my other side.
I cry out in frustration at all of them because I really don’t think I can. I’m overly sensitive to the point it’s almost painful and I don’t think it’s even possible for me to come again.
“Come on, baby girl, give it to me or I’m going to force it out of you.”
“ Agh, Daddy,” I scream.
Drew reaches between Adam and me, rubbing my clit and I moan, Caine grabs my head, turning it toward him and crashing our mouths together. All of them being here, touching me, loving me, I’m sure it’s the only reason I’m able to come again, even though I didn’t think it would be possible.
But I do. With a loud scream that I’m sure everyone in this whole fucking town hears, but I don’t even care.
It triggers Adam’s release and with a loud groan of his own, he’s filling me as well, pushing in deep with little thrusts like he’s making sure every single drop stays inside me.
My vision is fuzzy, my breathing rapid. My skin is slick with sweat, body exhausted, and yet I’ve never felt better. Especially when they take care of me, untying me from the side of the cage. Making sure I’m okay before taking me home.
I hardly register everything that happens after we leave the gym. I’m half asleep as they take me home, clean me up, and tuck me into bed. As soon as my body is engulfed in comfort I fall asleep, dreaming of how perfect my new life is with three amazing, slightly psycho men who I love more than I ever thought possible.