Chapter 30 – Ava Jade #3
I reached uselessly outward, trying to find something, someone to hold on to. I wanted to touch them. Taste them.
Why were they making me wait?
“Patience, Sparrow,” Corvus said, his voice a gravelly rumble from his chest.
Rook fingered a blade from where it was strapped to my thigh and twirled it in his fingers, making my breaths come uneven and my throat bob in anticipation.
I followed the glint of it in the red light as he lowered it to the hollow below my rib cage and carved a path downward, hard enough to let me know he meant business, but not hard enough to draw blood. Not yet.
I peeled my shoulder blades from the table, trying to watch, but a strong hand on my shoulder jerked me back down, finding the underside of my chin to hook my gaze backward. “Eyes on me, Sparrow,” he said, holding me hostage with his icy stare as Rook sliced my panties off, exposing me to the air.
“ Fuck, ” Grey groaned and I felt fingers on my thighs, but had no idea whose they were. “She’s so wet for us.”
“Are you ready to come, Sparrow?”
A hot breath gushed from my lungs, laced with a need so strong it made black spots dance at the edges of my vision. “Yes.”
Corvus broke eye-contact to give a tight-jawed nod to his brothers.
My eyes rolled back as mouths closed over the sensitive parts of me. A hot tongue circled my swollen clit. Teeth grazed over my nipples. Hands grasped and groped. And all the while, Corvus watched me, his own breathing growing heavier to match mine as he fed off my bliss.
I licked my lips, eyeing the upside down swollen bulge just inches from my face.
“Fuck my mouth,” I asked him, squirming as fingers joined the tongue lapping at my clit, adding the perfect amount of pressure to the mix.
I strained, holding back a cry as a tiny cut opened up on the outside of my thigh, the sting of it meeting the humid air making my head spin.
“What do you say?” Corvus asked, his hair falling forward as he stared down at me, cocking his head to one side, eyes filled with fire.
“ Please ,” I begged, fighting against the straps holding my arms down.
He bent forward, his palm on the base of my chin moving lower to hold me lightly by the throat as he kissed me. I moaned into his mouth as his brothers continued their slow torture of my body.
When his lips left mine, his cock replaced them.
Corvus moved to brace the back of my neck, tugging me as close to the edge as he could, giving me the angle I needed to take him in.
The wide, salty girth of him slid down my tongue, pressing deeply at the back of my throat, holding there until I choked before pulling back to repeat the motion.
My eyes watered, the beginning of my orgasm built as Rook cut me again, and whoever was between my legs, Grey I suspected, increased his tempo.
My body trembled against the table, and I could hardly catch my breath as Corvus began to fuck my mouth in earnest. I opened up my throat for him, taking breath when I could to keep the blackness at the edges of my vision from seeping any further in.
I cried out on his cock as my climax spun up from within unlike anything I’d experienced before. It crashed over me like a wave, centered around my breasts before ripping down the length of my torso to set fire to my core, making my clit pulse beneath Grey’s mouth.
Had I just…had a nipplegasm?
“Fuck,” I choked out as Corvus slid his cock from my throat, and I strained, catching my breath, squirming against the binds holding me down as Grey and Rook coaxed the orgasm to its fullest, making me scream.
Colorful stars burst behind my eyelids until my entire body tightened so completely that I was on the brink of cramping.
Corvus grabbed my throat anew, pulling my heavy gaze back to him as my climax crested and began to fade, leaving me sated but still craving more . I would never get my fill of these men.
Not ever.
“Tell me what you want, Sparrow,” he said, his teeth bared, cock just out of reach of my lips, glistening with a bead of pre-cum on its perfect head.
“You,” I told him, jerking from his grasp to look at the others. Grey between my legs, his lips wet, and Rook hovering over my body like a wraith, his black eyes savage in the red light. “I want all of you.”
I didn’t care if that made me the biggest slut on the planet. I wanted to feel all of them inside of me.
“Spin it,” Corvus said, and confusedly, I craned my neck up to see him, but then he was whisked away.
No, I was whisked away, my stomach flattening against my spine as the table spun viciously and I was left with Grey at my head and Corvus at my hips.
“Careful what you wish for, Ghost,” Rook taunted, biting his lip ring, distracting me so that when Corvus thrust into my dripping cunt with one strong stroke of his hips, I didn’t see it coming.
My stomach lurched to my throat at the fullness of him seated inside of me, and my head tipped back.
My cry of pain and pleasure stolen from my lips by Grey’s kiss.
Corvus fucked me hard and fast, grunting into his thrusts as Grey stroked my breasts, his tongue meeting mine.
When he pulled away, leaving me gasping, I found Rook touching himself beside the table, his dark stare tracking Corvus’ movements.
Looking equal parts like he wanted to skin Corvus alive and join him.
“Spin,” Rook demanded, his upper lip curling as he was brought to the edge of his need. He gripped the nearest spoke to him and jerked it, giving Corvus no choice but to pull out of me as I was spun toward Rook.
Rook slapped my cunt before moving in between my legs, making me buck against the strap tight around my waist with a gasp rushing down my throat. He took me swiftly, lifting a knee to brace himself on the edge of the table to deepen the angle of his thrusts.
He slapped against my thighs until I felt them begin to bruise, felt my next orgasm building like a wave, rolling, growing, cresting.
He flicked my clit, bringing me to my edge with an animal grunt on his lips.
“Spin,” Grey said, his tone dripping danger.
But Rook didn’t let me go, holding tight to the spokes on the outside of his knees as he fucked me through my orgasm.
“I said spin ,” Grey hissed, and the table shuddered beneath me as the sound of snapping wood assaulted my ears.
I craned my neck back to see a busted wooden spoke in Grey’s lifted hand. He’d ripped it clean off the table.
Rook gave in to his brother, spinning the table hard, making Grey have to catch me by the knee before I could soar past him. He leaned over me, his normally playful, kind eyes, heated to cracking. He bent his head, pressing a kiss to my stomach. Then lower.
“Untie my hand,” I said, my voice more a moan than words as I tipped my head to the left, finding Corvus’ bright eyes roaming the surface of my naked flesh.
Looking everywhere but at Grey and what he’d begun to do between my legs, dipping his fingers into my wet cunt before gently prodding them against my ass.
I shuddered as he pushed inside with his thumb, slowly stretching me for him.
Corvus untied my left hand, and I stretched the extra few inches over the edge of the table to grab his cock in my hand, still slippery from my wetness. I stroked his length, watching his face closely until I had the pressure just right.
Grey removed his thumb and lifted my legs, pushing them together before tucking them over his right shoulder. He pressed his cock into my cunt for a second before moving it lower, pushing it into my ass.
I tipped my head up, finding Rook stroking his cock.
I licked my lips, and he took the cue, moving in closer, grabbing my jaw with his rough fingers to jerk my chin up, forcing my mouth open to push his cock inside.
Grey eased all the way into my ass, and I moaned around Rook’s cock in my mouth, impressed with my ability to keep up a continuous stroking of Corvus’ cock with my left hand.
“Holy fuck,” Grey croaked. “You’re so fucking tight, AJ.”
I moaned in response, opening up my throat for Rook as he lengthened his strokes, fucking my mouth with a sort of slow gentleness I didn’t know he possessed.
His rough fingers holding my face steady so at odds with the torturous pace he was forcing himself to maintain, grimacing with each easy thrust into my mouth.
Grey gripped me by the hips, quickening his pace until he was pummeling my ass with his cock, hitting something deep inside that made fire race up my back and tingles fall down my legs.
Another climax began to build, my already battered nervous system shooting sparks into my blood at the oncoming storm, but I was powerless to do anything to stop it.
To lessen the force of impact as Grey slipped a hand between my legs and added the pad of his thumb to the mix, rubbing my clit as he fucked my ass.
“I’m coming,” I said around Rook’s cock, and it triggered something in them all.
Rook wrapped a tight fist around my throat, blocking my airway, fucking my mouth faster. Corvus moved his hips in time with the strokes of my hands, shuddering, bending over the table, wide palms splayed over its surface next to me. His face pinched and breaking.
“AJ,” Grey said, breathless. “Come on, baby. Come for me.”
My body responded, as though on his command alone, I came again, this time, the black spots dancing around the edges of my eyes crowded in, and I sagged, my muscles spasming and screaming as the orgasm tore through me, making my legs go numb.
Grey grunted as he came, his hands gripping tight to my thighs like life rafts at the same time Rook released my throat, coating my tongue with the salt of his release.
“ Fuck, Sparrow,” Corvus growled, curling in against the table as his heat spilled down my knuckles, dripping onto the table.
“Untie me,” I croaked as Grey slid out of my ass, lowering my legs.
“You good, Ghost?” Rook asked, his chest heaving as he caught his breath, his cock still steel stiff, jutting out from the top of his jeans.
I swallowed past the dryness in my throat, wincing at the ache.
“Get her a drink,” Grey said, and I heard movement, and then Corvus was there, lifting my head from the table to feed me a sip of water from a freshly cracked bottle. It sloshed over my cheeks and down my neck as I drank greedily, but I didn’t care.
“Better?”
“Yeah,” I sighed.
I felt Grey’s hands flying over my waist, undoing the wide strap there while Corvus and Rook worked the ones at my wrists.
I pulled my legs and arms in to my chest, luxuriating in the feel of my muscles recoiling back to where they belonged. As the creeping fingers of oblivion retracted their claws and I regained full consciousness.
“Are you hurt?” Corvus asked, peeling my knees back to get a better look at me.
I grabbed his wrist, and when he moved back, I went with him, letting myself be drawn from the edge of the table, unsteady on my heels for a second before my head stopped spinning. He held me there until I was good.
“That was…”
“Insane?” Corvus supplied.
“Incredible,” I corrected him, sex drunk and grinning from ear to ear.
Rook slipped me a soft towel and I took it, cleaning the evidence of them from my body as I swayed toward the sofa.
“What is that?” Grey asked, and we turned in time to see him zipping up his jeans again, his head cocked to one side, listening.
Immediately, I was on edge, my fingers tripping down my calf for the blade at my ankle, still shaky.
But then I heard it, too.
Vibrating.
Corvus cursed, grabbing his jeans from the floor to retrieve his phone, but it’d already stopped ringing.
“Dies,” he said, flicking over his phone screen.
The vibrating started again, and I looked down to find my phone screen lit up where it had fallen to the floor sometime since we’d entered this room.
I bent and picked it up, putting it to my ear while I jammed a finger in the other to hear over the subdued noise coming from outside the Red Room.
“Hello?”
“Jesus fucking Christ, does no one answer their goddamned phone anymore?”
“Diesel?’
“Shut up and listen. They’re coming. You need to?—”
“ What? ”
“Sparrow, what is it?”
“The Aces and the Dead Men, they’re coming right fucking now,” Diesel shouted down the line. “Do you hear me? Get ready. Our man just spotted them turning down the Dock road. We’re still twenty-minutes out and they’re right on fucking top of you.”