Chapter 47
Chapter Forty-Seven
Maddox (Shade)
Cassie’s deep in thought, and I’m not sure how I feel about it. I’d prefer she be sleeping right now considering it’s been two weeks of on and off rest.
She’s waiting for the other shoe to drop. For Victor to show up in her dreams and torment her.
I’m part of the reason she’s so worried about finding a trigger that sets her happiness back. Therefore, I’ve caught myself biting my tongue instead of quizzing her on PTSD symptoms again.
I’ve started holding my breath and waiting instead of jumping at her with my concerns. The more I push my fears at her, the more she’s soaking them in like they are her own.
I’ve read enough articles to be aware but not obsessive.
Cassie’s trying her best in that realm too. She’s constantly thinking about whether we’re okay. The four of us men. How fucked is that? We weren’t the ones held captive and tortured for no reason other than a sick man's game.
It bothers Parker to no end. He has specifically aimed his aggression at Ripley because it’s obvious who's making our woman question us.
I can’t blame Rip. What we all went through…that’s not something we will ever get over. Parker’s mom had it right when she told Cassie to be patient with us. Yes, I was eavesdropping. No, I won’t tell her.
We’ll get there. Time, connection, and our love for one another will be how we heal. Talking, getting to know Cassie and each other on new levels has done wonders for our ability to relax again.
So, yeah, we just need to be a bit patient for a while.
“I want to watch you guys have sex. Tonight. Now.”
Koa gasps and chokes on his shock at the foot of the bed where he was resting his eyes. Ripley stands stock-still in the bathroom doorway, Parker behind him with a salacious grin.
I, on the other hand, wonder what happened to patience. Cassie tosses it right out the fucking window when she sits up and drags the soft pads of her fingertips down my stomach.
“Cassie,” I warn, but do I stop her? Fuck no.
Her pink tongue peeks out as her fingers dip below the waistband of my boxers. “Please, Maddy. I want to watch. Show me who you are together without me in the middle. As much as I love it, this is a part of you too.”
“She has a point,” Koa jumps in, shucking his shirt off like it’s a done deal already. “Come on, Mads. Don’t get on your moral high horse. Our girl wants to see you fuck my ass.”
“I have a better idea.” Cassie tugs my boxers down, allowing Koa to take them the rest of the way since she’s a bit immobile still. “And I really believe it’ll be good for all of you, so can you just go with it?”
“Depends. Are you about to whip your strap on out? Because that would be a no,” Koa fires back distractedly while watching Cassie wrap her dainty little hand around my throbbing boner. Jesus.
Cassie giggles and shushes him. I look at Ripley and am rewarded with a hint of warmth in his gaze that quickly disappears. Come on, Rip. Come back to us.
“I want a train.”
My dick jumps, leaking precum at the visual of my favorite position for the four of us.
“Parker on the bottom because he needs to think less and just take it. Then Koa, because he’s craving some kind of control. Ripley next, pinned between Koa and Maddy because he needs love and warmth.”
“Off,” I grumble, grabbing her wrist to make her stop pumping my shaft before I come. “Parker, get over here.” Ordering them around is second nature, as is jumping off the bed and grabbing Koa by his throat, then dragging him to his knees in front of me.
Parker physically moves Ripley until both of them are standing beside me. Like the good boy he is, Koa swirls his tongue around the head of my cock and reaches for Ripley’s jeans.
Rip will need a little help to start, but pretty soon he’ll be putty in our hands. Just like Cassie, who’s reclined against the pillows with wide eyes. Fuck I can’t wait to take her again.
“I can’t believe I didn’t need to do more convincing,” she whispers, eyes tracking Koa as he swallows Ripley next and fists Parker’s cock at the same time.
“Sluts with good ideas get rewarded,” Parker responds to her awe, straining to control himself. “After this, you’re going right to bed. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she whimpers, rubbing her thighs together.
My eyes track the movement and I can almost feel her slick cunt wrapped around me, dripping on my balls, sucking the cum from—I can’t think. All I can do is want. “Fuck, Koa. Your throat is too good. Get us nice and wet.”
Once his saliva is dripping from my sack, I hoist him off the ground and pin him to Ripley’s chest. As the strongest of us, Ripley holds Koa’s weight without much strain while spreading his legs obscenely wide. Not even a grunt of pain for his healing knife wound.
“Oh my god,” Cassie practically wheezes, but my attention is on Koa’s puckered hole.
His groan is music to my ears, driving me to raise his desperation higher. Spitting on his tight ring, I relish the crack of Parker’s palm on Koa’s ass. Fuck, I missed this. The sweat, the manhandling, and doing whatever the fuck we want to each other.
“Parker,” I murmur, swirling my tongue around Koa’s needy asshole. “Go lie on the bed and work yourself open for Koa. That’s the only thing you’ll be allowed to do tonight.”
Thankfully, he listens and lies down beside Cassie, who has apparently found our bottle of lube. I sneak a few glances at him, loving the view of him reaching between his legs and working himself open for Koa.
I slip a finger into Koa next. Then another, and another, until he’s writhing and trying to fuck my whole fist. “Enough,” I scold. When I pull away, he whimpers and I fucking preen.
Without breaking eye contact with Ripley, I order Koa, “Go slip into Parker’s slippery ass now. We’ll be there in a minute.”
Koa moans as his feet hit the floor. He says something about taking good care of our stressed out partner while I step toward Ripley’s naked body. Our slippery cocks glide together and even throb at the same time.
With each touch, Ripley melts a bit more.
Unwilling to give him up again to the monsters in his brain, I grab his jaw and make my declaration.
“There you are. Don’t you ever hide from us again.
Once my cock is in you and your tight ass is slapping against my thighs, the key you used to lock yourself away from us will be obliterated. Do you fucking hear me?”
The spark of defiance in his hard eyes flares for a beat before he literally sheds the weight of his darkness.
His forehead dips to mine and his shoulders drop a few inches.
“Just this once, Maddox. I won’t make you earn the right to top me just this once.
Make no mistake, I’ll top you fair and square next time. ”
“I sure fucking hope so,” I growl, punctuating my statement by slamming my mouth on his.
For a moment his tongue pushes back against mine, but he quickly submits, allowing me to love and cherish the broken man inside of him.
Walking him back toward the bed, I break the kiss and push him in Koa’s direction.
Already breaking a sweat, the smaller man fucks himself into Parker who’s face down on the bed, gripping the sheets like he might explode soon.
“Go on,” I urge Ripley, and glance at Cassie. Practically frozen, she takes us all in. I bet she wants to flick her little clit so bad. “Such a good girl, Cassie. Not touching yourself without permission.”
That’s where she’ll stay. Because when I glance back down, I find Rip already balls deep in our man. Didn’t take him long. Koa’s already a greedy little thing.
I move to the foot of the bed and kneel behind Ripley as I grab hold of his ass. One long swipe of my tongue and he’s drenched in my spit. Only two fingers to spread him open, and he's ready.
Ripley loves pain with his sex, so the burn of my dick slipping past his tight rings of muscle only makes him pant in pleasure. So hot, so tight, so fucking mine.
“Fuck him like you mean it,” I snarl. Koa and Ripley both take my words to heart, easily matching the pace and brutality of our thrusts. Over the years we’ve perfected this fucking train, and damn is it amazing to show it off to Cassie.
Sweat tickles my back, my balls slap against Ripley’s, his hairs giving me the stimulation I needed to throw me right over the fucking edge. “FUCK!”
I fight like hell to keep my eyes open so I can look inside Cassie’s mouth when her jaw drops and imagine spirts of our cum landing on her tongue, but the intense pressure release slams my eyes closed.
Throaty groans and vulgar words draw more cum from me than ever before until I’m slipping sadly out of Ripley and falling into the pile of sweaty, sated bodies.
“That…” Cassie’s quiet words trail off. When I tilt my head back to look at her over the round globes of Koa's ass, she’s smiling wistfully. “That was literally a wet dream come true.”
What’s better than hot sex with my men? My woman making me laugh and smile right after.