11. Break Her #3
Jax’s legs nearly gave way as her soft fingers traced the veins and ridges of this thick erection. Her thumb played with his head until she felt the consistency of his precum, using it to stroke him.
Keith was in awe watching Deja take Jax into her mouth. “Dirty fucking girl! Hell yes, baby!”
Deja trained herself to take Jax’s size as she relaxed her jaw to take more of him in.
She felt Ian hold her hips for balance as she sensually bobbed her head.
Her tongue caressing and licking Jax’s shaft as if she needed him for sustenance.
She felt Jax’s grip on her hair tighten and nearly gagged as he hit the back of her throat.
“...that’s it, baby… take it like a good girl...
” Jax fought to keep his gaze on her, but his vision blurred as his balls tightened and he tensed inside her mouth.
Deja felt Jax tensing as she edged him closer, and a warm wave of pride washed over her. Tightening her grip on his dick, she increased her pace, sucking as if she were on a mission to make him submit as he had made her submit several times before. “Deja!” Jax hissed, but she refused to relent.
“This is her payback,” Keith grinned. “Lucky bastard.”
She held Jax’s dick hostage until he finally released himself into her mouth. His warm cum sliding down her throat. She looked up at him with big innocent eyes as if she didn’t just suck the soul out of him.
Seeing his cum spilling down the sides of her mouth, Jax had hit his limit. He picked her up just as Ian and Caleb pulled out of her and carried her out of the room. She shuddered at Jax’s penetrative gaze. “You look radiant,” he said.
Deja snorted. “I’m covered in your semen.”
Jax grinned. “...exactly,” he said, pressing his lips to hers. Kicking open the bathroom door, Jax pushed her into the marble shower. While she rinsed her mouth, she saw Jax summon Keith before the tall, massive blond walked in with a bottle of lube.
These men were going to kill her.
Jax hiked Deja’s thigh to his waist before the sound of Keith slapping Deja’s ass reverberated in the bathroom.
“God, I love this fat fucking ass,” Keith groaned, shaking her cheeks with both hands.
Slipping on a condom, Keith generously lubed his erection before sliding into Deja.
Her moans went straight to his throbbing dick.
"Look at me," Jax ordered her. Widening her thighs, he effortlessly slipped inside her cunt.
Deja had grown addicted to this feeling of…
fullness. She was exhausted but spoiled.
In a purgatory of pleasure. It astounded her that no matter who was making love to her, they always seemed to be in sync with how to please her.
Jax’s eyes roamed his lover’s face. As her head leaned back against Keith’s shoulder, he admired the way Keith’s blond hair contrasted with her glowing dark brown skin.
Her body jolted from their ferocious thrusts, and his eyes fell to her soaked breasts as Keith’s thumbs played with her pert nipples, steadily leaking milk.
Jax’s gaze set Deja’s body ablaze with desire.
She still didn’t understand how he had this effect on her.
Her fingers caressed Jax’s scarred cheek, and his gaze softened.
Her thumb tugging at his bottom lip until he sucked it between his lips.
She exhaled shakily, watching Jax sensually suck her thumb.
She abruptly gasped as Keith pushed into her, tightening his grip on her waist. “Keith...” she inhaled breathlessly.
“...tell me again, baby girl...” Keith whispered. “...I need to hear it again...”
Leaning back into Keith, she bit her lip, holding Jax’s gaze. “...tha...gaol...agam ort...” she said finally. Jax paused to look at her, surprised yet serious. But she broke his intense gaze to look at Keith, her eyes melting into his.
“...I love you, Keith Donovan...” she smiled.
Keith carried an exhausted, naked Deja to the bedroom where Ian and Caleb were talking. “There she is! You survived!” Caleb teased as Keith placed her on the bed between them.
“I hope you’re not too sore,” Ian said, gently sliding his hand between her tender thighs.
Deja groaned with fatigue as she pushed her face into the pillow. “I’m fine. Just need a nap… and some painkillers… I also need to pump.”
“She’ll be out of commission for a while,” Jax said, drying his chest. “Let her rest.”
“Okay, well, I know she’s tired,” Caleb said, grabbing the lotion. “But she’ll regret it if she isn’t moisturized and wakes up ashy.”
“Caleb! Don’t call me ashy! That feels racist!” Deja blurted.
“What- Baby, don’t you start that shit again,” Caleb warned as Keith cackled. Deja chuckled sleepily as Caleb pulled her foot into his lap and slathered her with lotion.
Tenderly running his fingers over Deja’s arm, Ian admired her soft brown skin. He pushed her hair away from her face, affectionately kissing her temple. He glanced at Jax lying on the other side of her. Though his fingers trailed over her naked hips, his brother was clearly lost in thought.
“Jax?” Ian asked, getting his attention. Jax looked at him momentarily before his eyes fell again. Ian swallowed hard. “...do you think he was lying?”
Jax’s jaw tensed… but he remained silent. Ian watched his brother sit up in the bed. “Why would he want to harm her?” Ian persisted.