Chapter 45
CHAPTER 45
Heath
“What the …?” Her words are cut off by her own jaw dropping while her pupils begin to dilate.
I pull out of Max’s ass, and my cum drips down his thighs.
“Oh God,” Max mutters, his whole body turning red this time. “It’s not what it looks like.”
“Damn right, it is,” I growl.
I pluck a cleaning towel off the bar to wipe off my dick before I waltz over to Ivy with my erection on full display.
“Ignore me. I’ll just leave you two to it and pretend I didn’t see,” she mutters as she turns around.
Before she can make a beeline, I slam the door shut, planting my hand on the wood. “You’re not going anywhere.”
“Wait, Ivy? What are you doing here?” Max mutters, swiftly pulling up his pants as if that’ll hide the evidence of what we did in here.
She tucks her hair behind her ear. “I could ask you the same thing.”
Max’s face begins to glow. “I thought you were training with Silas,” he stutters.
“She obviously got tired of him,” I say, smirking.
“Whatever.” She tries to move away from me, but I plant another hand against the door, trapping her inside. “Why won’t you let me leave?”
“You think I can let you go after what you just witnessed?”
“Is this supposed to scare me?” she asks, folding her arms. “What do I even gain from spilling your dirty secrets when I’m already practically your fuck doll?”
I run my tongue along my lip. “Tell everyone. I don’t care.”
She frowns. “Then why are you stopping me?” She briefly glances at Max, who’s still hiding in the corner. “You’re obviously busy.”
A smirk forms on my face. “Are you jealous?”
Her jaw drops, and she makes a choking sound, but no actual words come out of her mouth, and that tells me enough.
“You are,” I say.
“I just got caught off guard,” she mutters.
“For what? Running away?” I tilt my head. “You can’t escape any of us. Not Silas, not me, not Max.” She swallows as I inch closer. “I thought we made that very clear.”
“I guess all that stuff you said back in the shop was a lie, then,” she says.
“What did you tell her?” Max asks.
“He said he wanted me to give him my heart,” she says, eyeing Max. “And you told me you loved me.”
“I do. I do love you,” Max says, stepping closer.
A part of me wants to rip her to shreds for earning his love … but another part of me wants to lick her until she screams my name. Fuck. I’ve never felt so torn between two people in my life.
“But I just caught you two having sex. Do you want me, or do you want him?” she asks Max and me. “Which is it?”
She may have stolen his heart like a true thief, but she will fucking learn to share, and it starts now.
I grab her throat and shove her against the door while her eyes widen. “Both.”
I smash my lips onto hers, claiming her just like I did in the changing room, right in front of Max. And fuck me, does it feel good to kiss both of them right after each other.
I pry open her lips and make her yield with my tongue alone, probing inside. She moans and squirms underneath my hand, but she’s helpless against the onslaught of lust already coursing through her veins just from my kiss.
With my other hand, I splay her legs and push up her dress until my fingers reach her pussy, and I start rubbing it again.
God, she looks so fucking good in that dress I bought her.
Suddenly, she bites my lip, and I withdraw, tasting my own blood.
“You bit me,” I mutter.
“You kissed me,” she retorts.
I turn around when I notice Max hovering so close I can barely contain my raging boner from plowing through him once again. I’m still hard as fuck and not nearly finished with either of them.
Something’s got to give.
These walls are coming down.
I grab Max’s hair and kiss him just as hard, right in front of her, licking the roof of his mouth, twisting and turning my tongue around his until his breathless moans fill the room. All while I’m still fondling her. From the corner of my eye, I watch her reaction, the goose bumps growing on her skin, the lip that’s tugged by her teeth, and fuck me, I don’t think there’s ever been anything hotter than this.
Maybe this is what I’ve been craving all along.
Not just her or him … but us.
Together.
“Please,” Max murmurs, pulling away to look at Ivy, who leans back against the door, all flustered. “I love you, Ivy. But I love him too, and I don’t want to choose.”
She sucks in a breath, hesitant but so very fucking sexy. I can’t get enough.
I push Max closer. “Kiss her.”
He leans in to plant a kiss on her neck, sucking on her skin like it’s nobody’s business. I lean in too and suck on her earlobe, slowly drawing a line all the way down to her clavicles where I meet him, and I kiss him between kissing her neck as we slowly make our way back up to her face.
And the second he plants one single, soft kiss on her lips, I add a hungered one of my own, biting and tugging at her lip until she can’t distinguish either of us or the conflicting needs coursing through her veins.
“Do you hate me so much for kissing you? For wanting something more from you than just a fuck?” I ask, swirling my fingers around her most sensitive areas. “I told you, it’s not enough for me.”
“I thought you only did it to make him jealous,” she whispers between our delectable kisses.
“Making him jealous … felt so damn good, I’d do it all over again.” I grin. “So let me make him fucking jealous and enjoy the fireworks,” I muse, biting her lip before I drive my tongue into his mouth.
Max moans against me, his cock already hard again just from the idea of having two of us to play with.
“Fuck,” she murmurs.
I keep rubbing her faster and faster. “You thought I only craved him? You belong to all of us,” I say as I draw a line across her lip with my tongue. “We share you … you share us.”
Her eyes close as I inch closer and closer … and kiss her full on the lips together with Max, tasting the most hedonistic pleasures known to humankind.
Ivy
I tried to resist, I honestly did, but the moment both their lips landed on mine, I lost my sense of self-control. Their kisses are hypnotizing, to the point where I can’t tell the two apart, and I want nothing more than their lips on my skin, everywhere, anywhere, all the fucking time.
I don’t understand how I’ve so easily succumbed to their greed, yet I don’t want it to stop.
Not just one but two boys are in love with me … and each other.
This intoxicating mix of all three of us will be the death of me. Yet I let them walk me right down to the gateways of hell.
Heath pulls me away from the door, pushing me up against his muscular chest, while Max kisses the back of my neck and sucks on my ear. He zips down my dress while Heath pushes it off my shoulders, both working in sync to get what they want—me.
And fuck me … I can’t say no anymore.
“You’re our toy, our little plaything, now let us fucking use you,” Heath groans into my mouth before dragging me all the way back to the pool table, kissing both me and Max between every step as my dress drops to the floor, all of us absolutely consumed by lust.
How did they so easily persuade me to participate?
And why is my pussy throbbing so goddamn much?
Heath’s lips cover mine again, and I shut my brain off to stop myself from feeling guilty.
Guilty for the lust taking over my entire being.
Guilty for the promise I made myself that I would never fall for any of these boys.
God.
It’s too late.
It’s entirely too late.
My fingers curl underneath Heath’s shirt, equally as desperate to touch him too after he so deliberately played with me. He pulls his shirt over his head in one go, exposing his muscular body riddled with tattoos and piercings on each nipple.
Before I can even process what I just did, he slams his lips back on mine, fingers splaying on the back of my head as they thread through my hair, his breath ragged, unhinged.
“Please … let us have you,” Max moans behind me, kissing my back as his hands curl around my body to fondle my breasts. “Fuck, you’re so pretty. I can’t stop touching you.”
“I’m not just a toy,” I mutter between their kisses, desperately trying to cling to my self-worth, which is quickly dropping to the floor along with Max’s shirt and pants.
“No. You’re our toy. No one else is allowed to touch you,” Heath groans.
I tug at his waistband, tearing down what little self-respect I had left as his pierced cock springs free.
“Fuck, I want to be inside you. Now.” Heath hops onto the pool table and drags me along with him, grasping my legs as he props me up on top of him.
Within seconds, I’m lowered on top of his length, and my stifled moan is swallowed up by Max’s hungry kisses. His mouth covers mine as Heath fucks me hard and fast, wasting no time to claim me.
“Come here,” he barks at Max. “Fuck her wet little pussy, just like last time. Together.”
Max gleefully obliges, spreading my legs even farther as he positions himself between my legs and pushes the tip inside.
“Oh God, I can feel every ridge,” I say as he slowly enters me.
It’s so full but so fulfilling too.
“Don’t stop,” Heath growls. “Fuck her like you mean it. I know you want to.”
Heath eggs him on until he finally loses control, and I gasp as Max thrusts in to the base, burying himself inside me to the hilt together with Heath.
“Fuck!” I groan.
“Oh shit, I can feel your piercings,” Max moans against my ear.
Heath leans forward and slams his lips onto Max while I’m sandwiched between them, like a literal fuck doll.
And I don’t even despise myself anymore for loving it.
Fuck, I need this. Whatever it is, I need more of it. So much fucking more.
“Please …” I whimper as they pull out, only to thrust back in together.
“God, I love it when you beg,” Heath groans as he sucks on my earlobe. “Show her how much you love her, Max. Let me see the fucking devotion.”
Max smashes his lips on mine, and I moan into his mouth as he brings his fingers to my slit and starts rubbing me.
“That’s it, make her come while she’s being railed by the two of us,” Heath groans. “Make her fucking want it.”
Max flicks my clit like he knows exactly how to make me squirm, his eyes fully homed in on me as though he enjoys watching me fall apart on Heath’s dick.
“Come all over our fucking cocks, slut,” Heath groans.
“I can feel her orgasm. Oh God,” Max moans, his fingers fluttering back and forth until I reach that peak of no return. And when I finally fall, I slam my lips onto Heath’s, burying my tongue inside his mouth to let go of all the pent-up need.
Suddenly, Heath picks me up and lifts me off both their hard-ons, spins me around, and lays me flat on the pool table.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“You thought we were done with you?” He snorts as he nudges my legs, forcing them apart. “I haven’t even begun enjoying the taste of all your body has to offer …” The mischievous glint in his eyes as he focuses on Max makes me question my decisions. And morals. “And I can’t wait to fucking share it with him.”
Max
All this time I felt so bad for yearning Ivy while Heath was right there, but I always assumed he was straight and wouldn’t ever want me like that … until that kiss.
It shocked me so much I couldn’t even look at him, and I felt so bad for hurting him.
But now all I can think of is all the devious games he intends to play with me. With us. And it makes me want to submit.
“Tell me what you want me to do,” I say.
All I wanna do is make it up in whatever way I possibly can.
“I’ll grovel, I’ll beg, I’ll kiss every inch of your skin if you’ll let me, but I don’t ever want you to doubt I want you just as badly as I want her ever again,” I say, swallowing when both of them glance at me.
“I know I talk a lot, but I just wanted you to know the truth. I love you. Both of you, and I’d pretty much do anything either of you’d tell me to,” I add, out of breath from my own damn rambling.
This man and this woman are all I’ve ever wanted, and finally I get to have both of them without feeling guilty. It’s like a dream come true.
“Max,” Heath says, smirking. “Shut up.”
I gulp.
“On your knees.” Heath points at the floor right in front of his feet. “Crawl here. Now.”
God, I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything more attractive than Heath finally asserting his domination over me. And fuck me, I’m already dripping from the tip at the thought.
I immediately drop down and crawl to him, sitting on my knees in front of him.
“Good boy. Now put that fucking mouth to good use.”
I do what he says, but he bends over Ivy instead.
“You like to boss him around just like you boss me around,” Ivy says, chuckling.
“How could I not when both of you are such fucking whores for me?”
Her gasp makes him laugh.
“Now let me eat this fucking pussy while I choke him with my cock,” Heath groans.
“Wha—”
I can’t even finish my words as he immediately thrusts into my throat, filling me up and then some. He’s huge and thick and all things unholy, and I can’t even cope with how badly I’ve wanted this that I whimper with delight.
“That’s it, take it deep into your throat,” Heath groans. “Both of you are whimpering for me .”
Ivy’s legs quake on the pool table above me, her body shivering from the licks he gives her.
“God, you’re so fucking wet,” Heath moans.
Her wetness is dripping down onto me, but I can taste her in my mouth from Heath’s shaft alone, and it’s sending me to heaven and back.
“Fuck,” I say, gargling when he pulls out. “You’re so thick.”
“Wait until you taste how thick my cum is,” he groans, thrusting right back, leaving not a second for me to breathe.
I’m drooling all over him and myself, and my dick still bounces up and down despite the fact I already came. But I’ve never been so turned on in my entire life.
“Yes, just like that,” Heath growls. “Wrap your tongue around it and suck the cum out of me like a good fucking boy.”
“Oh God, this is so hot,” I say, sucking him off like my life depends on it.
And to hear her moan and squeal while he pleasures her and licks her off is the icing on the cake.
But the door suddenly cracking open silences all of us immediately as Silas steps inside and slams the door shut behind him. Heath’s lips are still all over Ivy’s pussy, and my lips are still wrapped around his delicious cock.
Oops.