Chapter 19

Decker

Her mouth. Her mouth. Her motherfucking mouth.

She’s kissed me and sassed me and whispered reassurances with those lips.

But never has her mouth felt this good.

Each slide in and back out sends sparks dancing up my spine. I bite the inside of my cheek until I taste blood, distracting myself enough to hold back the orgasm threatening to blast off and paint her warm, wet, supple, wonderful lips.

“This fucking mouth,” I groan, stroking her head as she worships me on her knees.

Never has anything felt this good.

Never has anything felt so right.

“Fuck, Siren.” I tug on the ends of her hair to steady myself.

With a mewl, she pops off my dick. “Harder,” she whispers.

Growling, I fuck her face hard and fast: a pent-up, feral beast who’s been fiending for this exact moment for what feels like a lifetime.

The moment I give in.

The moment everything changes.

She does some sort of swirling motion with her tongue, then she pulls on my balls and hollows her cheeks.

“Fucking hell, woman,” I grit out. The tingling sensation escalates to pinpricks of pleasure and pain.

My attention is solely focused on her.

Although I know three others have their eyes locked on us.

I don’t dare look. Wouldn’t dream of pulling myself out of this moment or breaking the spell.

I’m done fighting her.

I’m done fighting this.

Want and need and the carnal urge to claim her braid together into an unstoppable force as pleasure surges through me. Warmth spreads up my thighs, traveling to my balls and pulsating through my cock.

“Coming,” I grunt in warning.

Josephine doubles down, sucks me deeper, and moans when the first spurts of my release hit her tongue.

Euphoria like I’ve never experienced washes over me. The deluge is unending. I fill her so full she has to swallow twice before I’m done. It just keeps fucking coming.

I groan, lost in the way she laps at me as my dick softens in her mouth.

Finally, she pulls off and kisses the tip, finishing the way she started.

“Now that wasn’t so bad, was it?” she croons.

Smirking, I tip forward, intent on helping her up and pulling her into my arms.

But she leans back and shakes her head, her brows lifted as mirth dances in her eyes.

“I’m not done,” she whispers with a wink.

Then she turns and crawls on her hands and knees straight for Kylian.

I swallow past the concern bubbling up inside me. She’s fine, she’s safe, and Josephine only ever does what she wants to do. I take a breath and force myself to settle. If she wants more, it’s hers for the taking.

Kylian scoots forward on the bench and spreads his legs wide. He watches her approach, his eyes full of primal lust behind his glasses. “You did so good for him, baby,” he praises, pulling his cock out of his pants.

She murmurs something I can’t make out, and his face lights up in response. Without hesitation, he reaches out to line up her pouty, swollen mouth with the head of his cock.

“Suck,” he demands, filling her mouth entirely in one smooth thrust.

Fuck. It’s been moments since I experienced the most intense orgasm of my life, and already, my dick twitches and grows to a semi.

I’m tempted to look away, to pull back, sit down and turn around in the captain’s chair to give them privacy.

Until her words from earlier echo in my mind.

She likes them watching. She likes being watched.

“Fuck yeah. You look so perfect sucking his cock, Mama.”

The words smack into me, jolting me from the carnal spell I’ve fallen under. Across from them, Kendrick blatantly grips his length through his shorts.

Beside him, Locke is even less discreet. He has his dick out, and he’s leaned back, squeezing the tip like he’s forcing himself to hold out.

Kylian unloads with a grunt a minute later, both of his hands tangled in Josephine’s hair as she sucks him down.

At this rate, she’s going to make a meal of us.

The thought of all of us filling her with cum and mixing together inside her sends another spark of arousal through my gut.

With one hand, Kylian puts his dick away, but he doesn’t release her head.

Instead, he bends low and kisses her, sweeping his tongue into her mouth like he’s ravenous to taste himself on her lips.

He groans and dives in for another taste.

I gulp past the urge to remind him that he’s likely tasting my cum on her tongue, too.

Maybe this is how it works? Maybe this is what they like.

Admittedly, I don’t not like it.

My completely hard length is evidence of just how much I like the scene taking place right now.

Kylian finally pulls back. “Who’s next?”

I expect one of the boys to answer, but instead, it’s Josephine who speaks.

It’s Josephine they always defer to.

It’s Josephine, ultimately, who always has control.

“I want them both at once,” she declares, glancing over her shoulder to where Kendrick and Locke are sitting side by side on the bench.

“Will you hold my hair for me, Daddy?” she asks Kylian.

Fuck. I swear her words alone have cum leaking from my tip.

Kylian’s sly smile is the only answer he provides before he stands, gathers the loose strands around Josephine’s face, and wraps it around his fist.

“Come,” he grunts. Then, like he’s walking a dog, he guides her across the pontoon boat.

Crawling on hands and knees, she obeys without argument, allowing Kylian to lead her.

They stop in front of the others.

“You heard our girl. She wants you both.”

He tilts Josephine’s head back, exposing her throat. With her face uplifted like this, her swollen lips glisten. She’s wearing the most serene smile as she gazes up at them all.

“And our girl always gets what she wants.” Kylian straddles Josephine’s body from behind, grasps her throat with his free hand, and gives her a sloppy, upside-down kiss.

When he straightens, he keeps his hold on her hair.

“Cocks out. Face each other. Put one knee on the bench if you have to, but get as close together as you can. Give our girl what she wants.”

Both men eagerly comply. Locke groans and gives his already freed cock a stroke. K’s murmuring low as he pulls himself out of his pants. They make quick work of rearranging until their tips are nearly touching.

“You want them both, baby?” Kylian asks, pulling Josephine’s head back again. “Look how hard they are for you. Look how ready they are to feel your perfect mouth stuffed full.”

Puffing out my cheeks, I grip my own length, half-afraid I’m going to blow my load from watching them.

Josephine looks to Locke first, then to Kendrick. Checking in with each of them, I think, to make sure they’re good.

They both grin in response, eager and willing, ready to comply with her every desire.

“Suck their cocks, baby. Make them feel good.”

Positioning herself as close to the bench as she can get, she reaches out to caress each man’s balls as she makes a slow, languid pass over their cocks with her tongue.

“Fuck,” Locke draws out, readjusting immediately to offer more of himself to her.

His back is to me, partially blocking Josephine’s movements, but the hunger on Kendrick’s face is clear in the barely there light of the moon.

I shift slightly, peering over the helm, no longer trying to control the cum that leaks out of me each time one of them moans or groans her name.

“You can get closer,” Kylian says.

His crisp words startle me, and I pull back.

He snickers, but then he doubles down on the encouragement. “Come on, Cap. Get up here. Come watch her work. She loves being watched, don’t you, baby?”

Josephine whimpers in what I assume is assent.

Her mouth is working overtime to stretch over two dicks at the same time, so that whimper is probably the clearest response he’ll get.

“That’s it,” Kylian encourages.

As I inch closer, Josephine’s head bobs faster.

“Fucking hell, Siren.” From this new angle, the sight in front of me is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.

She has them both by the balls, and Kendrick and Locke are stroking their cocks, jacking themselves hard in unison. Josephine pops from one mushroom head to the other, and every few seconds, she takes them both into her mouth at the same time.

She’s a mess of spit and moans as Locke grunts out a warning. “Get ready, Hot Girl.”

“Right there with you, brother,” Kendrick confirms.

“Come on her tongue,” Kylian demands, tilting her head back, encouraging Josephine to open wide.

In almost perfect unison, my brothers explode, ropes of cum streaming from their cocks and painting her mouth. They keep jacking until they’re spent, and Josephine keeps her lips parted, greedily capturing every last drop.

When they’re done, Kylian tugs on her hair again. “Don’t swallow.”

His eyes glint with authority as he turns to me.

“Get the fuck over here and give her yours.”

My lungs seize. I already came. She already swallowed for me. He can’t possibly think—

“Cap.”

I take Josephine in. Still on her knees, her mouth full of spit and cum as Kylian strokes her cheek affectionately.

“She wants it. Don’t you, baby?”

Pleading blue eyes connect with mine as she whimpers her desire.

I can’t deny her.

Not anymore.

Not ever again.

I work my cock out of my pants so fast I almost come on the spot. Sensing my struggle—I’m so fucking out of my depth here—Kylian takes the lead, helping Josephine turn as I stumble closer and slide myself right back into her warm, willing mouth.

The veins running along my length disappear as they’re painted with the cum of my brothers. The warmth and slickness of their releases is an otherworldly sensation as she swirls around my cock and coats me in their fluids.

“Fuck, Siren. This mouth… this fucking perfect mouth.”

I piston my hips in shallow thrusts, chasing another orgasm I didn’t think was possible.

“What are you doing to me?” I groan, cupping her cheeks affectionately as my balls tingle in warning.

I last less than a minute, shooting off again as she opens wide, welcoming my load.

When I’m finally spent, Kylian releases her hair, crouches down to her level, murmurs, “good girl,” and kisses her right on the mouth.

“Now you can swallow,” he concedes.

He stands up and shifts back to the bench, giving me a clear view of our girl still on her knees for me. Her eyes lock with mine as she grins, chokes down the mouthful we gave her, and licks her lips clean.

As soon as she swallows, her gaze turns soft. Her arms snake around my thighs, hugging my lower half as she nuzzles her face into my quads and hums contentedly.

Stunned by the sudden affection, I smooth one hand over her hair and cradle her head against my body, awkwardly holding her as she clings to me like I just gave her a gift she’ll cherish forever.

I look down in awe, fascinated and wholly captivated by this woman.

What the fuck is she doing to me?

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