1. Behave #3

Though it had been over a year, Deja was still nervous someone would recognize her.

Jax had booked a discreet hotel for their stay: a 4-bedroom suite with a kitchenette and 2 bathrooms. The master bedroom was a huge step up from the cabin.

Pulling back the curtains, she looked outside, and the sun was already setting as the city came alive.

“The plan is to stay discreet, baby girl.”

Looking over her shoulder, she saw Keith putting her bags on the floor. “I know. I just missed home…” she said. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, Keith leaned against the doorframe, staring at her. “Um… where’s Jax?” she asked.

“Changing Chloe’s diaper,” Keith said, watching her.

Deja rubbed her arm. “And uh… what were you guys talking about?”

Keith raised a brow. “...when?”

“On the plane. You guys were speaking Gaelic.”

Keith smirked. “Nosy girl.”

Deja rolled her eyes. “I heard my name. I’d like to know.”

Keith’s eyes lingered on her before he approached her and played with the necklace dangling around her neck. “We were talking about my mother…”

Deja looked at him, surprised. “According to Caleb, she wasn’t very nice.”

Keith snorted. “That’s one way of putting it.”

Deja twisted her mouth at the way Keith avoided her gaze as he continued to play with her necklace. “So, what did I have to do with your mother?”

Keith suddenly met her gaze. “Nothing.”

“Keith-”

But he abruptly cut her off by ranting in Gaelic. She looked at him, startled as he threw his hands up in frustration, his words spilling out of his mouth as if he were arguing with himself. “Keith,” she repeated as she grabbed his hand, and he immediately stopped the moment he felt her touch.

Deja’s touch always ignited something within him.

As if she had pressed the power button to his heart.

Grabbing her face between his hands, Keith consumed Deja.

He needily sucked her tongue into his mouth as he grabbed her ass, lifting her onto his waist. Wrapping her legs around him, he sat down on the bed.

“Before Jax became a cold-hearted asshole, he used to be my best friend,” Keith said against her lips. Deja paused as she tried to pull back from him to see his face, but Keith held her close.

“Don’t move. I want that tongue,” he said, sucking her tongue into his mouth. “Fuck…” he groaned. His hands slid up the back of her sweater, touching her bare skin.

“He knew me better than anyone. Cared about me more than anyone else did.” Keith said, unlatching her bra as he sucked her bottom lip.

Deja was startled by how quickly Keith removed her sweater and bra before he was pulling her pants down.

His scent was intoxicating as her fingers got lost in his long, wild blond hair.

Keith flicked his pierced tongue against her lips before looking into her eyes. “...I told him that I was in love with you. I mean, he already knew, but… I guess he just wanted to hear me say it…” he confessed.

Keith sat up, holding Deja against him. “I told him that when he ‘died’, I lost my shit over losing him… and losing you…” Rubbing his lips against hers, he affectionately massaged her hips. “I told him that I’m so addicted to you, you’ve become my religion…”

Deja gasped as Keith’s hands slid over her panties, massaging her pussy through the damp fabric.

“And I want to worship at your altar…” Sliding the thin strip to the side, his finger slid between her labia, claiming her clit as he gripped the back of her hair and licked her lips. “...and drink your sacred water…”

Her stomach tightened as two fingers slipped inside her, eagerly and mercilessly fucking her. “I confess that I’m a sinner, baby girl. And I am oh so fucking desperate for your salvation…”

Deja widened her thighs as Keith pulled her further onto his lap until she could feel his erection through his jeans.

She squealed as he firmly slapped her ass before grabbing a handful and shaking it aggressively.

“I’ve been dying to fuck this fat fucking ass,” he groaned, biting her hip. “Goddammit.”

His fingers slipped out of her before he released himself.

His thick, veiny dick was hard, throbbing, and dripping with precum as he teased her clit with his pierced head.

She was entranced by how intense his dick looked, eager to slide into her when she jumped again from the stinging sensation of him slapping her ass.

“Ride me, baby,” Keith said, squeezing her ass.

“Ride this dick like you own it. Cause you do. You fucking own me.”

Deja breathed anxiously as she swallowed down her saliva. “C-condom,” she said quickly.

Keith sighed as he pulled one from his pocket. “I can’t give Chloe a little brother?” he teased.

“No!” she said, slapping his abs as he laughed.

Keith rolled the condom on before grabbing Deja’s ass and impatiently sliding into her.

“Fuck…” he groaned. Deja’s head fell back as her entire body melted, her knees collapsing into the mattress.

Holding his shoulders, she gyrated her hips against his pelvis, enjoying the way his dick made her body vibrate.

“That’s my good girl. My baby needed this dick, didn’t she…” Keith looked past her and grinned. “That’s it, baby girl… put on a show…”

Lying back on his elbows, Keith watched her with a lulled gaze as she worked her hips, taking every inch of him inside of her. He bit down hard on his lip until he tasted blood to keep down his climax.

“Oh god!” Deja whimpered as she picked up speed, her hips bouncing against Keith’s pelvis as the sound of her ass slapping his thighs reverberated around the room.

“Fucking hell, baby…” Keith groaned, sliding his hands over her thighs before slapping her ass. “You betta ride this fucking dick.” Deja leaned her head back, arching into Keith, giving in to his slow strokes. “Goddamn… She takes me so well, doesn’t she?” Keith hummed.

“So fucking well…”

Deja’s eyes flew open, startled at the abrupt, deep voice, just as she felt a hand slide around her neck and a chest press against the back of her head before Jax’s cologne invaded her nostrils.

His mouth covered hers before she could respond, working her lips open with his tongue. “Don’t stop, baby. You know I love to watch you get the shit fucked out of you…” Jax guttered in her ear.

She felt Keith’s hands on her hips as his pelvis rose to meet hers, fucking her until her ass slapped against his thighs. Her back arched against Jax’s chest as his other hand slid around her stomach and descended down her pelvis until his fingers found her clit.

Deja’s body jerked between them, every hair standing on end. Every muscle tensed. She cried out as Jax pinched her clit between his fingers before smacking her pussy hard, and her arousal painted his fingers.

“Oh god!” she panicked at the rushing sensation of her climax steamrolling her.

“Ah, ah,” Jax said, rubbing her clit. “I just got here, baby. You can’t come yet.”

“Jax!” she blurted angrily before he slipped two fingers into her mouth.

“Did you hear, Keith? She doesn’t beg anymore. She wants you to take it,” Jax said, slapping her pussy again, and Deja nearly fell apart.

“Well, shit, baby girl. That’s all you had to say,” Keith grinned, slamming his hips into her.

Pulling his fingers out of her mouth, Jax rubbed his wet fingers against her lip. “Tell him to take it…” Jax ordered. Deja could hardly breathe. She looked at Keith. His blonde hair falling over his flushed face as his mischievous blue eyes stared up at her. “...tell him…” Jax said, biting her ear.

Her breathing shortened as her mouth became fuzzy when she cried out as Jax slapped her pussy again. She tugged on Keith’s hair until he hissed in delicious pain. “T-take it,” she groaned. “Fucking take it.”

It was like speaking a death wish as Keith fucked her like he was trying to kill her. When it came to sex, Keith was wild and fun and kept things interesting. Jax was intimidating, aggressive, and unpredictable, yet tender when he needed to be.

But to deal with them both at the same time…

“You ready to cum for Daddy, baby?” Jax groaned into her neck. “Be a good girl and cum for me…”

But there was a knock at the door before Deja could respond. With a sigh, Jax peeled off of her. “Edge her. Make her fucking explode,” he ordered.

Licking his fingers, he walked across the suite and opened the door. His eyes narrowed in confusion. “...who the fuck are you?”

*?My beautiful princess

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