Chapter 14
Maddie
“Ten,” Ace yells out. “Ready or not, here we come.”
My camera bounces against my ribs as I sprint deeper into the abandoned mall, my heart nearly pounding out of my chest. Behind me, I can hear them closing the distance between us as I weave through the broken storefronts, my sneakers echoing on the deteriorated tile floor.
“She went left!” Rhodes yells out. “I can hear her.”
I’m already changing direction, heading toward the motionless escalators. I climb them two at a time, my hands gripping the rail for balance. The escalators lead to the second level, where it’s even more deteriorated than the ground floor.
“Second level,” Vander says, his voice carrying.
I keep running toward the back of the mall where there’s another set of stairs. I hit the back stairs and climb again, heading to the third level. The upper floors are darker and in better condition than the previous two floors.
I find a room that used to be an office or storage area, tucked in behind what’s left of a security gate. I position myself with a view of the corridor, my camera ready.
“Where did she go?” Rhodes asks from somewhere below.
“Up,” Vander says.
They’re making their way toward the stairs, and I grip my camera tighter, ready to capture the moment they find me. The footsteps get closer, and I can hear them moving through the dark.
Ace reaches the third floor first, and he stops to scan the area. Behind him, Rhodes emerges from the stairwell, Vander right behind.
“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” Rhodes sings. “We’re not going to bite.”
“Speak for yourself,” Vander says.
I step out from behind the security gate, my camera ready. “Looking for me?”
The three of them stop, and stare.
I lift my camera and snap a few quick images one more time.
Ace reaches me first, his masked face inches from my own. “Are you ready for this?” he asks me. “We are happy to go slow.”
“Yes, I’m ready, and I don’t want to go slow. I want you all.” I mean it completely. Removing the bag from my shoulder, I place it carefully on the floor and tuck my camera away.
When Vander steps forward, he tilts his head, watching me like he’s choosing which part of me to sample first. When he finally peels his mask away, I see the hunger burning in his eyes. His voice is rough. “Then let me taste what’s mine.”
My breath catches as he closes the distance and places one hand at my hip, the other curling around the back of my neck.
Vander doesn’t kiss me right away. He breathes me in, savoring me, as his mouth hovers close enough to mine that I can feel his every breath. When his lips finally touch my skin, it’s slow. He licks, sucks, and bites softly. His tongue drags along my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
I place a hand on his chest as his mouth moves lower, the sound of my breathing mixing with his quiet groans. He moans my name, and I just might melt into a puddle of goo at his feet.
“Fuck,” he murmurs against my skin. “You taste so sweet.”
The others watch, and I preen knowing they are there.
Vander pulls back only long enough to meet my eyes. “I need you naked,” he murmurs, and I nod eagerly.
He lifts me with ease, setting me on the edge of a dusty counter, and it creaks beneath my weight.
His hands trace up my thighs and slip beneath the fabric of my clothes.
He pauses for a second, then proceeds to remove them with quick efficiency until I am left bare.
But within seconds, Vander’s mouth is back on me.
I never imagined what it would be like to be devoured by someone, and the sensation makes my head spin. The sounds that escape me have him groaning.
He pulls back far enough to look at me, then he leans in again to kiss down my body. Once he reaches my pussy, his hands grip my thighs and spread me open for him.
Vander lifts me closer, breathing me in, and I shiver beneath him. His teeth skim along my thigh as he works his way up, leaving a trail of nips and kisses that make my stomach tighten. Then his tongue dips between my thighs, hot and wet against my exposed pussy.
“Oh fuck, Vander,” I moan, my voice cracking.
He doesn’t rush. Every lick is slow and deliciously thorough.
I open my eyes to see Rhodes and Ace watching us. The heat in their gazes pulls me up onto my elbows.
“Be a good girl and come all over his face,” Ace demands, his eyes pinned on me.
His words alone have my head falling back and my eyes slamming shut again. It doesn’t take long before I’m crying out Vander’s name, the sound echoing through the abandoned mall.
“Fuck, I need to taste you, princess,” Rhodes says, stepping in beside us.
He lifts me from the old counter and carries me toward the carpeted floor where they have laid out their shirts, that they must have had tucked into their pants.
He sits first, then lies flat as Ace helps position me to kneel on top of him, my ass toward his face.
“Don’t hover,” Vander mutters, his voice lower now. “Drown him in your pussy so I don’t have to hear him talk.”
I snort, but Rhodes doesn’t need to be told twice.
He grips my hips and pulls me down over his mouth.
The way I am positioned allows me to see the outline of his hard cock, and I lick my lips as I reach forward.
I take him out of his pants and lean down, flicking my tongue over the tip.
He mumbles something filthy against my pussy, and it only makes me wetter.
Ace kneels beside us and helps remove Rhodes’s pants.
I have an idea and pop off Rhodes’s cock to glance up at Ace with a smirk.
“What do you want?” he asks. “Tell us, and we’ll make it happen.”
“I, um . . . can you fuck Rhodes while Vander fucks me?”
Ace’s lips twitch into a smile. “I certainly can.”
He strips out of his tactical pants, letting them drop to the floor, and my mouth waters at the sight of him. He doesn’t look away from me as he lowers himself to his knees and slides his hands under Rhodes’s thighs, lifting and pushing them back so he can work himself closer.
“Once I’m in,” Ace says, voice dark, “you’ll suck his cock.”
I nod as Vander moves in behind me. His fingers trail down my spine, and goosebumps rise in their wake.
Rhodes groans into me, his mouth never stopping.
I stare in fascination as Ace rubs his cock against Rhodes’s ass, and Rhodes moans into my pussy again. Though I’ve never seen two men like this before, watching Rhodes take Ace has me close to falling apart. I breathe in deep and try not to come too soon as I wrap my mouth back around Rhodes.
Vander presses down between my shoulder blades, lowering me further onto Rhodes’s cock while raising my ass higher.
Rhodes’s mouth moves with me, and he shifts his focus to my clit while never breaking his rhythm.
Vander lines up, then slowly pushes in—he’s definitely the largest and thickest of the three.
Ace’s voice momentarily distracts me from the intense pressure. “Let’s see who comes first.”
Vander laughs, a deep sound I’ve never heard before. Now that I have, I’m determined to hear it again and again.
Rhodes and I whimper as both men thrust in tandem.
We find a rhythm, and it’s not long before I can’t hold back anymore, my body clenching around Vander as I fall over the edge.
Rhodes taps my cheek, and I release his cock just in time for me to scream “Fuuuuck!” as my orgasm tears through me.
Vander pulls out, then he flips me over and lays me down like I weigh nothing. Suddenly my head is next to Rhodes’s, but upside down. He grins and reaches over to pull my face toward his, kissing me like he’s trying to recreate that scene from Spiderman or something.
Vander thrusts back into me, fucking me like it might be the last time, and Rhodes breaks the kiss. “I’m going to come,” he says, and I watch him stroke his cock until his release spills across his abs.
Ace grunts, his eyes locked on me as I crane my neck to meet his gaze. When he comes, his whole body tightens, his usual control gone. For one heartbeat, his expression is peaceful, and I decide I love that look on him.
Vander isn’t finished yet. He lifts me again, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He’s inside me before I can catch my breath, walking us to the nearest wall. Pinning my arms above my head, Vander rests his forehead against mine and then thrusts inside me slow and deep.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he breathes. “I want to fall asleep inside you every night.”
“Yes, please,” I whisper. “I want that too.”
That’s all it takes. He groans out my name as he thrusts one last time, then spills inside me with a shudder.
After we catch our breath, Vander lowers me down and steadies me when my legs buckle, his hand warm and solid at the small of my back.
Ace passes me my clothes with his signature smirk, and Rhodes watches me with an intensity that makes my pulse quicken.
We dress in comfortable silence, the kind that only comes after everything has been said and decided.
“Sooo,” Rhodes drawls as he does up his pants. “Does this mean you’re ours now?”
I can’t hold back my laughter. “Yes.” Turning, I face them all. “I’m yours.”
When I’m finally pulled together, I look at the three of them, the men who protected me, lied to me, and somehow became everything I didn’t know I needed.
The anger hasn’t disappeared, but instead it has been replaced by something stronger.
Understanding. Trust. Love, maybe. Feelings I’m not quite ready to name.
“So what happens now?” I ask.
“Now,” Ace says, moving to pull me close, “we take you home and do this again and again and again until you’re sick of us, or you can’t walk. Whichever comes first.”
Vander nods his agreement, and Rhodes grins.
“I really like the sound of that. I wonder how many times you can all fuck me before I can no longer walk?”
The answer is one all-nighter and one morning. Twelve hours of coming undone over and over again, followed by waking up with Vander inside me exactly like he wanted.