Chapter 7
CHAPTER SEVEN
Violet
A ll day, I’ve been on edge. I need to come.
Axel is kissing along my neck, and I take the moment to look over at Mav and Landon. Both of their gazes are heated. I think I could come just from their stares, their kisses, their touches. Letting myself get further lost in the moment, I close my eyes, letting my head roll back and let out a soft, desperate moan.
These men.
If I’m not careful they will break my heart. I have to keep my emotions out of it.
I don’t have to open my eyes to know that Landon is making his way over. I can feel him slowly approach. He kisses me, owning my mouth while Axel continues his assault on my neck. He nips at the sensitive part where my neck and shoulder meet causing me to shiver. Once he gets to the edge of my shoulder, he lightly grazes his teeth over my flesh. He runs his thumb from one hand over the stiff peak of my nipple, while the other hand massages the soft skin of my ass.
Landon has now got me. I don’t know how it happened. I’m too lost in it all.
He walks us over to the couch we were on before and lays me down. He is kneeling between my legs looking at me with such heat, that I feel like he could start a fire.
I run my eyes down his body and once I get to his crotch my eyes widen. I audibly swallow and look back up at Landon who has now got his signature half smile.
Cocky prick.
I force myself to look away, but my gaze falls on Axel and Maverick. My eyes widen once again when I notice they too are big and equally as hard.
Before I can say anything, Landon has his lips on mine, soothing my racing mind. He brushes his tongue along my lip before nibbling at it. A flick of pain shoots through my lip when he gets to the spot where Axel bit me, but that pain melts into pure pleasure. Landon continues his way along my jaw up to my ear in small, sensual kisses.
He starts grinding his erection into me, hitting my swollen clit causing me to thrust against him, meeting his movements. “Oh, little stepsister, I can feel how wet you are,”
“Let’s move this to one of the rooms before a nosey neighbour decides to look this way.” Axel, always the cautious one.
“Oh god, what am I doing? What are people going to think?” I ask aloud, more to myself than them.
“Letty, who the fuck cares? We want you, and you want us,” Landon states firmly, looking at the wet spot on my jeans to drive the point home.
Pushing him off me, I get to my feet, apparently coming to my senses. “Easy for you to say. You guys won’t be the town slut, you will all get praised for sleeping with the same girl. That girl being your fucking stepsister.”
They all step closer, but I hold up one hand before turning and running away to the bathroom. Panic setting in. I shouldn’t be here. Why did I just blindly follow them?
I blame my vagina she’s running the show.
I take a deep breath, trying to settle my racing heart, which fails when a knock comes at the door. I choke on the exhale and my heart rate rockets once more.
“Letty, open the door.”
“No”
“Letty.”
“Go away, Landon.”
“Little one, do as he says,” That was Maverick so I’m also guessing Axel is out there.
“Violet, don’t make us break the door down.”
A shiver races through me. “You wouldn’t!”
The door splinters and Axel is standing there with Landon and Maverick at his back.
My mouth hangs open, “I can’t believe you did that!”
Axel stalks toward me. I move back but quickly find myself hitting the bench when his fingers wrap around my throat pulling me to him. “My house. If I want to kick a door in, I will, especially if it’s to get to what is mine.”
I try to pick my jaw up off the ground, but I can’t because that’s actually a little sexy. Okay a lot sexy. Oh god, what the fuck is wrong with me?
Oh, please, you’ve had a boner for them for years.
I thought I killed that voice.
Landon is the next to step into the bathroom, quickly making the once large bathroom feel smaller, “We gave you your minute, talk.”
“I told you.”
“No, you said some shit about what people will think, and then people thinking you’d be a slut while we’d be legends.”
“I didn’t say legends.” I push through them trying to get space.
“Oh well, that’s what I heard. Letty, this isn’t going to be a one-time thing.”
“What do you mean? Of course it’s a one-time thing.” I make the mistake of looking at them all.
“Listen and listen fucking good. We want you, and not just once. And this isn’t to make a memory, because that’s what you’re thinking right? This can be an experience you can think back on?”
I hate him and I hate that he can read me so well, he chuckles, “Exactly,” he drawls, thrusting his hips into me so I can feel how hard he is. “See what you do me? What you’ve always done to me.” He finishes with a groan.
“But what the fuck will our parents think? Oh god, especially my mum, she’d think I corrupted you.”
“Watch that mouth, Letty, or I’ll fill it with something.”
I roll my eyes and Landon notices.
Looking at Maverick over his shoulder he informs him, “Five.”
Oh shit.
The thought of Maverick’s hand coming down on the globe of my ass turning it pink with his marks has a growing familiar ache settle at my core. I’m thankful for the distraction from my racing mind until Landon opens his stupid mouth again.
“I don’t give a fuck what our parents say, and you did corrupt me, you corrupted all of us.”
“And how did I corrupt you, big brother ?” I ask with more sass than I intended and move into him so there is zero room between us.
“This long red hair,” he admits, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. “These beautiful piercing blue eyes,” he says, gliding his thumb under my eye. “This body.” He groans, running his eyes down my body, cupping my ass and thrusting his hips once more which causes me to moan. His eyes shoot back up to mine. “And this mouth, this fucking mouth.” He doesn’t give me a chance to respond before his lips descend onto mine. Which I’m thankful for because I’m not sure how I would have responded.
Allowing myself to get dragged into the moment, I throw my hands around his neck and jump up wrapping my legs around his waist causing him to grab my ass and hold onto me. We share another kiss, but this time he takes his time, savouring it before deepening the kiss causing me to groan into his mouth.
I hope he's right, that this isn’t a one-time thing, because I feel myself falling, well falling more than I already have. I want this, I want them.
Maverick scoops me up and throws me over his shoulder moving towards the rooms.
After the shock of being manhandled in such a way, I finally find my words, “Okay caveman put me down.”
“In a second.”
With that he kicks out his leg opening what I assume is his bedroom. I don’t have long to take it in because before I know it, I’m thrown onto a bed. And his very hungry gaze is fixed on me and only me.
I find the strength to look away and towards the door where I see Axel in his classic folded arms across his chest stance, his face giving nothing away, Landon matching his stance but with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face.
Maverick steals my attention again as he climbs up my body. He looks at me, really looks at me. I can feel him looking into my soul. I place my hand on his cheek “Your eyes have green flecks in them.”
I smile at him, but his gaze is on fire. He grunts a response, clearly sick of talking and crushes his mouth onto mine, leaving no room to move or to breathe as his lips seal over mine.
He opens my mouth with his tongue. I don’t fight for control; I give it all to him. His tongue brushes against mine and a thought crosses my mind. While his tongue is exploring my mouth I suck on it, drawing it further into my mouth.
A shocked noise escapes from him but quickly turns into a groan just as he drives his hips forward. His thick, hard cock rocking against my aching centre, drawing my climax closer. Both of us moaning and groaning into each other.
Maverick runs his hands down my body to the hem of my shirt and tries to pull it up, but it will barely move. Just as I’m going to tell him he has to undo it he grabs the front and rips it.
“Hey, I liked this shirt.”
“Get new one.”
I can't help but laugh because now he is talking like a caveman. He quickly shuts me up with a quick pinch of my nipple. Then his mouth is there, taking in one of my nipples. I gasp in response even as he flicks his tongue over it. His hand possessively grasps my other.
He keeps thrusting against me, rubbing himself against my clit. My legs tremble with my impending orgasm. I reach for his pants trying to get them off him, so I can get him in me.
He grabs my hands and pins them above my head. “Easy little one. I haven’t finished playing.”
“Please, I’m close, so very close, please. Please Mav.” I should be embarrassed at how desperate and needy I sound. But I am way too turned on to actually care.
“Fuck I love hearing her beg.” Landon is now sitting in the corner. Legs spread open, not hiding his enjoyment, leaning back looking relaxed as ever, his hungry gaze laser-focused on us. Suddenly his tongue pokes out, wetting his lips. As he draws it back into his mouth his teeth catch on his lower lip.
Why in the hell is that so hot?
“What do you think boys, should I give her what she wants?”
Axel has stayed silent until now. “No, let her beg some more.”
Shit, I’m really not going to last much longer.
“Leave your hands there, little one, or I won’t let you come.” he smirks up at me knowing well enough I won’t move my arms because I am desperate for the pleasure he promises.
He makes his way down to the top of my jeans. Slowly opening them, the sound of every tooth on the zipper is heard, adding to my torture. Looking to Axel who is now leaning on the wall next to Landon arms crossed. Trying to look unfazed, but his erection isn’t so easily hidden, and his eyes—well, they give him away the most. He’s enjoying the show, my torture. They both are. Pricks.
I buck my hips to get Maverick to hurry up. He ignores me, dragging this out, getting a kick out of watching me become more desperate. He goes equally slow pulling my pants down over the curve of my ass, down my thighs. He kisses the inside of both my knees once my jeans pass them and gives the same attention to my ankles. Once he has them off, he throws them somewhere behind him. Before they even have the chance to land on the floor his face is buried between my legs.
He lets out a heavy groan. “Fuck boys, if she tastes as good as she smells we will soon be addicted.”
“As if were already not.” I’m not sure who says that. I can’t really focus on much. Until I hear material tear and a cool and sudden breeze on my now bare pussy.
“Maverick! Seriously, I like my clothes. Stop ripping them!”
In response, he spanks my pussy, and to my surprise and maybe horror I absolutely love it. Moaning and raising my hips in response silently asking for more.
“Dirty little slut, you love your pussy being spanked.”
Oh fuck.
“I can see how wet you are. You want to be my dirty little slut? You know what? I think you like being my dirty slut.” He slowly runs his finger up my slit and lightly brushes my swollen clit, before he lands another spank on my soaked folds.
No coherent words are leaving my mouth as I nod at him.
“Does my dirty little slut love getting her pussy spanked?” He doesn’t wait for a response before I feel his hand on me again, delivering one more slap.
Oh God.
I whimper and nod again. Tears starting to form in the corner of my eyes. “Mav?”
“Yes, little one?”
“Please, I need—I need to come please.”
“As you wish.”
I’m not sure when he got naked, but he is. His body is tight and muscular, his chest covered in tattoos meeting the ones on his arms. He lines his cock up with my entrance and looks down at me, kissing me one last time before he thrusts, burying himself in me.
I throw my head back, my eyes closing tightly at his intrusion, perfectly stretching me and causing me to come undone all over his cock. Screaming his name as my release rips through me.
“That, little one, was beautiful. I need more.” He seems to have no rhythm, just hungry for another one of my orgasms. One I’m not sure I can give him.
All I can do is shake my head. I can't possibly come again.
“You can and you will.” He is hitting a spot I didn’t know existed. I can feel another orgasm build.
I move my hands; I need to touch him. They rest on his back until he hits a new spot causing my nails to dig into his unprotected skin. The sensation only seems to spur him on. His thrusts are more feral, more unruly.
“Oh god, fuck fuck fuck.”
“Come little one. Come on my cock. Let that pussy squeeze me.”
And I do. I come hard. I see stars. I swear I leave my body. Maverick’s grunts and groans pull me back into the present just in time to see him come. It’s a beautiful sight. With my name on his lips, his hips stutter as the final moments of his climax wash over him.
Both panting, covered in sweat, we look at each other in a charged moment before sharing a slow and gentle kiss.
“I knew you were worth the wait, little one.”
He kisses the tip of my nose before kissing my forehead and slowly pulling out. I miss his weight and his warmth. I don’t have time to dwell on that because he comes back with a warm cloth, cleaning me.
I smile up at him and tears start to form.
“Violet?” concern present in his voice.
“No one has ever taken care of me like this.”
Axel growls. “Well, we are going to take care of you, baby . ”