Chapter 68
SAGE
I spot Kaiden and Vinny walking through my bedroom door behind Beckham’s head, and I smirk up at them.
This is for Beckham, but it’s also for me.
I deserve to feel like I’m in control of my own decisions again after everything my uncle did to me.
I don’t want to sit here and lick my wounds, having flashbacks and nightmares of when I was powerless and weak. I want to be strong and powerful.
Beckham looks over his shoulder at Kaiden and Vinny, a smirk pulling up his lips that matches mine. “Our girl wants to be in control. Does anyone have a problem with that?”
Before they can answer, I answer him myself, looking at Kaiden and Vinny. “I want both of you to come sit on the bed, against the headboard.”
Vinny chuckles. “Whatever you want, princess.”
I see a twitch in Kai’s jaw, but he complies regardless, following Vinny around the bed to sit down against the pillows.
Sliding my hand around Beckham’s jaw, I bring his mouth to mine and capture his lips in a passionate kiss that makes him groan. Ignoring the other two boys who are sitting on the bed, I slide my legs around Beckham’s waist and pull him down on top of me, grinding my hips and arching my back.
Beckham pulls back, his heated gaze locking onto mine. “What is it that you want, Savage?”
My answer is simple. “Fuck me. They can watch.”
He chuckles, but kisses me again, sliding his hands under my arms to lift me farther across the bed so my legs are no longer hanging off the edge.
I moan as he brings his knee between mine and spreads my legs wider, his pelvis pressing against mine so that I feel his cock against my clit through my shorts.
I smooth my hands under his shirt, desperation rising within me. “Take this off.”
He lifts, rips his shirt over his head, then tosses it onto the floor before his lips are consuming mine again. His warm skin presses against mine, and I trail my fingers all over his body. After a minute, he strips me of my shirt and bra, then kisses down my chest.
As hard as it is to ignore Kaiden and Vinny, I want this moment with Beckham. I want to feel like we have the control, that we can find our confidence and sexuality within each other again. This is fucking important for both of us.
“So fucking beautiful,” Beckham murmurs against my skin as he kisses between my breasts and around my nipples.
“Beckham…” I whisper, heat spreading from my head to my toes.
My fingers tangle through his curly hair, and I pull his mouth back to mine so I can kiss him. Pressing my bare chest against his, I savor the feeling of our skin rubbing and sticking together.
Beckham pulls back once more, his deep-blue eyes finding mine as he reaches between us to tug on the waistband of my shorts. “You want this?”
Nodding, I do the same, reaching for the button on his pants and undoing them. “I want this.” I feel a hand thread into my hair and realize that Vinny has moved toward us on the bed, and I shake my head. “Not yet. Sit back down and wait your turn.”
He pouts, but listens, moving back to where he was sitting at the head of the bed. I take a second to look at Kai, finding his face pressed into frustration, his arms crossed over his chest, but he doesn’t move. He doesn’t disobey me, just stares at where me and Beckham are horizontal on the bed.
Beckham toys with the strings on my shorts, pulling my attention back to him, and I continue my efforts to undo his pants and slide them down far enough that I can free his throbbing erection.
He stands up, rips my shorts and panties down my legs, then he falls back down on top of me, lifting my legs up against his ribs.
I stroke my hand over his dick again, my gaze meeting his as I guide him between the slit of my pussy, and his ocean eyes flare with heat as I roll my hips against him to impale myself on his length.
“Fuck, Sage,” he moans, kissing me as he thrusts, his hands tightening in my hair.
Pleasure rolls through me as he slowly but powerfully drives into me, his hips grinding against mine. I’m a symphony of moans and pleas and cries against his kiss as he feasts on my mouth and tongue, his cock massaging me from the inside as he makes love to me.
After a few minutes, he moves faster, still making tight and precise circles with his hips that have my clit throbbing every time he rubs against it, his hands grabbing my hair and jaw and face and neck.
“Beckham,” I cry, pulling my wet lips from his as my back curves up so my nipples press harder against his solid chest. My arms spread to my sides, and I grip the blanket between my fingers, heat rushing over my body as Beckham continues to fuck me thoroughly.
His mouth suctions on the skin at my throat, my pulse point, my chest, my nipples, and my orgasm blossoms deep in my center. I grow restless and hungry, getting addicted to the slow and deep thrusts Beckham seems to have mastered, and my throat grows dry from moaning.
His tongue glides between my tits, up my throat and to my mouth, where he outlines the shape of my lips before he pulls me into a kiss that’s wet and sloppy. I go dizzy, feeling pleasure so immense that my hands ache from gripping the blankets.
“Tell me,” Beckham groans, and he moves faster, the wet sounds of our connection filling the room. “Tell me you love me.”
I move my hands to cup his face, pulling his gaze to mine as he fucks into me faster. My voice is unrecognizable and throaty, coming out louder than I intend. “I love you, Beckham.”
“Ah, fuck,” he moans, his face dropping into my neck. “Come with me, baby. Let me feel you fall apart for me while I fill you.”
I moan between my lips, my orgasm ripping through me like my body knew exactly what he was asking for.
“Oh, Jesus fucking Christ, Sage.” Beckham’s hips move faster as his climax takes over, his muscles going rigid as his lips spread and suction around the skin on my neck.
Even as we ride out our shared release, he continues rolling his hips between mine, his cock making deep strokes inside me that have me crying out his name like a prayer. We’re a soaked mess between our legs when he finally slows, both of our releases leaking from inside me to coat our sweaty skin.
He kisses me once more, and I caress his cheeks lovingly before he pulls back an inch, whispering so only I can hear. “Thank you.”
Desire burns in my core all over again, even as his cock grows soft inside of me, and I lift to kiss him before I grin against his mouth. “Thank you, too.”
“I’m growing impatient, Sage,” I hear Kaiden growl, and a small laugh escapes my lips before I can stop it. I give Beckham a look, as if to say alright, get up, and he lifts off me.
Beckham stands, kicks his pants the rest of the way off, then he walks toward Vinny at the same time I lift onto my knees and crawl across the bed.
I keep my gaze shifting between Kaiden and Vinny, who are seated at the head of the bed, fully clothed, and a small smirk pulls the corner of my lips up. I take a moment to look at Beckham, noticing that his dick has already grown solid again, and his hand is stroking it as he reaches Vinny.
Deciding to give them their moment, I focus on Kaiden and crawl the rest of the way to him, putting myself between his legs so I can reach forward and unbutton his pants.
“Take your clothes off, Kai,” I breathe, my voice silky smooth.
His smile makes my spine tingle, and he reaches for me, lifting me to place me on his lap. “You don’t get to be in control with me, Little Rabbit. You’re my fucking slut, not the other way around.”
I narrow my gaze, putting my hand on his jaw and sliding down his skin until I’m circling his throat. “If I want to be in control, you’ll fucking let me, Kaiden.”
He blinks at me as I squeeze the column of his throat, then he lifts an eyebrow and rests his hands on the bed next to his hips. “Take what you want from me then, baby, but you better hurry up and get on my cock before I shove myself so far down your throat you feel it in your lungs.”
I smirk, taking a small moment to look over at Vinny and Beckham, who are kissing and moaning and running their hands all over each other.
“I want all of you,” I say, pulling their attention and dropping the hand I have on Kaiden’s throat. “All at once.”
Kai rips his shirt over his head, then lifts me and places me next to him on the bed so he can take off his pants and boxers.
Vinny does the same, with Beckham’s help, and before I know it, we’re all naked and coming back together.
“Turn around, Sage,” Kai says. “I want your ass.”
Beckham fishes around in my bedside table for some lube while I position myself on top of Kai, my back to his chest, and then he’s passing it to Kai, who’s spitting into my ass and pressing his pointer finger against the hole.
A pinch of pain radiates between my cheeks, but Vinny crawls between my open legs on the bed and suctions around my clit to help me relax. I cry out as pleasure rocks through me, Vinny’s tongue flicking against my clit while Kaiden squirts some lube between my cheeks and adds another finger.
“Give me that,” Beckham says to Kai, holding a hand out for the lube, and before Kai passes it off, he covers his cock in the slippery liquid.
Beckham kneels between Vinny’s legs on the bed while he eats my pussy, and he spreads his ass cheeks apart before he drips lube from above. Vinny licks me faster, his hips rising a little as Beckham presses a finger to his ass, then I feel Kaiden slipping a third finger into my own.
“God, you’re so fucking tight,” Kaiden growls into my ear from behind, pumping his fingers a few times and making me shout in pleasure.
Beckham continues to stretch Vinny’s ass while he feasts between my legs, and watching him dominate Vinny is enough to turn me into a dripping mess. My head goes back on Kai’s chest, and he kisses around my throat as he pulls his fingers free and swaps them with his cock.