Chapter 20
EVERLEE – I’M A FUCKING SEX GODDESS TREE!
Zero.
Zero chance in hell they use their showers.
I’m standing in the middle of the row of rainfall showerheads along the back wall of the enormous bathroom with two men on each side of me. All cocks and muscles and tattoos and cocks and water and cocks.
Fuck! Get a hold of yourself, Everlee.
Clit teases! The whole lot of them.
Are they teasing me? Testing me? Trying to toy with my clit strings to see if I’ll give in and demand them to ravage me? I want to. Fuckin’ aye, I want to. But if they are testing me, the other part of me, the more or less sensible part—not sure which, at the moment—doesn’t want to give in.
I look to my left and see Jax standing with his hands brushing through his hair while the water cuts through his muscles, then dribbles down to the drain beneath him.
“You’re moaning,” he says without even looking at me.
A flush passes over my body from embarrassment.
“Why did you stop her?” Knox whines.
I turn around to look at him behind me as soap bubbles slide down…
down… goddamn. I feel like I’m in a zoo, rather an aquarium, where I’m surrounded by venomous snakes I’m not allowed to touch.
But that doesn’t matter because I want to pick all of them up and fit them inside little hand-knitted sweaters and take them home.
A second later, a body presses up behind me as hands slip around and slowly take the soapy loofah from my hand. “Let me help you,” Jax murmurs beside my ear, causing goosebumps to form on my perfectly smooth skin.
Come here, little snakey-snake. I have a beautiful sweater I’ve knitted for you.
The loofah and his hand circle around my breasts slowly, gliding easily around the soap bubbles. “We’re going to take care of you. Is that okay?” I hesitate long enough for him to continue. “No penis sex.”
“No penii?” I don’t know if it’s a confirmation or a whine.
“No,” he whispers as his fingers travel down. “We’re going to clean every inch of you, though.” His words cause my head to lull backwards onto his shoulder.
“Mmhmm.”
Mother’s ass! Bring the lot of those venomous fuckers home! Knitted sweaters and all.
One set of hands strokes up my left leg, while another set does the same on my right leg. I want to open my eyes to see, but I also don’t care. My heart is thrashing against my chest, my core is clenching, and my pussy is pulsating. She knows what’s coming, and it’s her. She’s going to be coming.
Jax lifts my head off his shoulder and continues sucking and kissing the skin on my neck, while another mouth starts on the other side. After a second, I recognize it as Callum’s.
“We’re going to make you come,” Callum whispers against my skin, his hand kneading my breast. “A lot.”
“You’re going to beg us to stop,” Jax continues, then grabs under my chin and turns me to face him, his eyes penetrating mine. “But we’re not going to.”
I shudder out a breath before his mouth crashes onto mine and his tongue pulses in. A whimper escapes as I kiss him back. Kiss him so hard that I forget about everything and everyone else. My head is spinning like I’m on a merry-go-round.
“My turn,” Callum says, curling his fingers under my chin and pulling me towards him.
“And we will stop,” he kisses the corners of my lips.
“If we hear the word cupid.” He kisses the other corner.
“But I pray you don’t say it.” He breathes out, his lips finding mine.
His kiss is equally as hot and tantalizing as Jax’s.
One thing about Callum is that he has rules. Guardrails. And he always makes sure I know they are there and I’m safe. And does it in a way that makes it sexy. Not like a tax auditor coming in with a calculator, pen, and pocket protector, listing out all the rules.
The water is still falling on us and if I close my eyes, I can imagine I’m in one of those romantic movies where they’re outside and have just professed their love for one another and start kissing passionately, just as the rain pours and they pull away laughing, but don’t care.
Only I’m inside, under a rainfall showerhead, and they’ve just professed their intense desire to make me orgasm repeatedly.
So, similar.
Knox and Emmett kiss and lightly nibble up opposite legs.
Emmett pauses behind my knee and Knox pauses on the inside of my thigh.
I know I’m so wet, slick like a greased pig.
Not completely the image I want in my head, but damn it.
I’m about to hump the air like a bunny. It is Easter after all, I chuckle to myself.
Jax and Callum each take to my breasts, sucking and biting, licking and grabbing while Knox continues kissing up my leg, pausing when he gets to the top.
I look down at him briefly and see him suck his bottom lip in, letting his teeth slowly scrape over it as his hands grab the sides of my hips.
His tongue slowly licks up, and I hear him groan in appreciation as he realizes just how wet I am.
And not from the water. He readjusts and hungrily laps, causing my legs to buckle slightly before I regain control.
I grab onto both Jax and Callum’s heads and hold them there as Knox sucks on my clit.
“Oh, God,” I plead, wanting more.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” Emmett says.
A second later, I feel him kissing my ass cheek, while his fingers grip onto the other. My breath hitches in my throat with a combination of worry and excitement at what he’s going to do next.
“Use your words, Everlee,” Callum commands softly, taking my breast in his mouth again.
“Ok.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
I hesitate for a moment. “No,” I whisper. And a dirty, excited wave passes over me.
His finger swipes over my hole while Knox continues to suck and lick my pussy. A second later, I feel something else at my forbidden entrance. Something I’ve never felt before, nor ever thought I’d feel. Emmett’s tongue.
Holy fuck! My breath picks up, and then I feel a gurgle in my stomach.
Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck! Don’t you dare fucking fart! Hold that bitch in! Batten down the hatches!
The rumble stops, and my mild heart attack passes. I hesitate for a moment, scared to move. Scared to test the waters, but my head gets swept away in all the sensations. Here I am, standing like a fucking sex goddess tree while they all lick, flick, and suck on me.
“Oh my God!” I pant as my legs grow weaker. “I can’t stand.”
They don’t stop.
“I’m going to come,” I whine out as a warning, but they don’t see it that way.
They take it as an incentive to push on harder and faster.
Knox slips in two fingers and pulses them in and out, while his tongue continues to suck on my clit.
Jax and Callum suck and knead, lick and pinch.
And Emmett. No words. I’m feeling things I’d never felt before.
His finger is now sliding in and out, pressing on areas that shoot straight to my clit.
“Ohhh!” I scream out, rising on my tiptoes. “Fuccccccckkk. Shit. Ass. Helllaman. Damn.” I wrap my arms around Callum's and Jax’s heads and squeeze like a vice, holding myself up while my legs give out.
“I got her.” Jax sweeps my legs out from under me.
I’m panting, my head is still reeling. My body is still clenching. That is by far the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. It’s like two orgasms met in the middle and shot out of my mouth in a string of words.
I let my body fall back into Jax’s arms and he chuckles, laying me on the bed.
“We’re not done.” He plants a kiss on my nose and starts working his way down, letting the stubble from his five o’clock shadow brush over my chest as he inches further and further down.
My pussy has stopped pulsating, but as soon as his tongue laps up the middle I feel this… feeling. It’s like she’s fallen to her knees and is begging for a reprieve. I don’t want to stop, but I have to. The pleasure is too much.
Knox and Callum lay on the bed beside me and start kissing on my neck and breasts.
“I can’t… too much,” I pant. “Cupid,” I sigh out.
Instantly, they pull away, and I lie there like a pile of flesh jelly, too weak to move.
Emmett walks into the room a minute later and asks if I’m okay.
“I think we broke her.” Knox pokes my cheek softly.
“It’s late, anyway,” Emmett says.
I roll over, “No. No, no, no, no. You haven’t… you know.” I motion for ejaculate. I don’t want to give them blue balls, especially after that orgasm. Number one, greatest of all time. Like the kind of orgasm you’d expect Kayne to interrupt… at least he let me finish.
“We’ll be fine. We already told you that tonight wasn’t about us.” Jax brushes my hair back and plants a soft kiss on my forehead that tells me not to argue.
I want to fight. Need to fight. But I’m beyond exhausted and in that post-orgasm coma.
I roll onto my side and throw my leg over Knox. He plants a light kiss on my temple before the darkness carries me away.