Chapter 49 #2
His mouth skims across my shoulder. Bumps rise on my skin and follow after it.
Braum’s hands slide over my back and around to my breasts.
He kneads me slowly, savoring the fullness of them in his hands.
With Braum’s touch and Maverick’s dick, I swear I’ve ascended to some divine place.
My body tenses around Maverick as the stretching becomes too intense.
“Mavie,” I shake my head before throwing it back. Tears form in my eyes as I force him deeper into my body. The pain is shearing. I want him but… “I can’t.”
“You can, Evie. You’ve done it before and you rode my cock like a damn dream. Remember?” Maverick replies. He kisses my chin. “You and I belong locked together like this, forever.”
“Yes, The Universe wants this,” Braum agrees. “I can hear Its eager whispers beneath your skin, urging you on.”
Reaching down, Braum’s fingers tease over my swollen, oversensitive clit.
I shiver, the motion unexpectedly helping work me down Maverick’s dick.
Maverick groans as he claims my lips again.
Braum’s fingers circle my clit, barely brushing against it as he reads what I like and what I don’t from my body’s movement.
I grow wetter and more relaxed as he works, and slowly I slip down Maverick’s dick.
“Yes, that’s right, Everly. Look at you, you’re absolute perfection.
Can I have more of you? Can I feel the rest of you wrapped around my cock?
Yes, baby, just like that. Look at you taking me so well.
You know this cock is yours, don’t you? Own it, baby,” Maverick gasps out, pulling away from my mouth to rest his forehead on mine.
“I’m going to be trapped inside you, never able to escape with the way your pussy is locking around me. I couldn’t ask for a better fate.”
When I’m finally fully seated on Maverick, we’re both trembling and out of breath.
“See?” Maverick says after a movement, his voice deep and strained.
Our eyes meet, his clouded, but beneath that haze of lust is so much love.
“Your greedy pussy has devoured me. I can feel you clenching around me, trying to take me in further. Fuck, if I could I’d crawl all the way in and live there, Everly. ”
I can’t think, only feel. And right now, I feel so fucking full I’m afraid there’s not enough room for my lungs to truly expand. I open my mouth to speak but choke, unable to articulate exactly how wonderful this is.
“There are fireworks going off over your skin, Everly,” Braum whispers in awe. “I-I need to hear what it’s saying. I want to feel you wrapped around me just as tightly as you are with Vick. Can you be a good girl and let me in?”
Let him in? Yes, that’s what I want. I want Braum inside me too. I wiggle on Maverick’s dick, finding it easier now that he’s slick with my arousal. Maverick grunts as he gives a shallow thrust.
“Careful, sweetheart. This is going to end quickly if you keep doing that,” he pants out.
“Braum,” I whine, holding onto the idea of being sandwiched between them.
Braum’s fingers move away from my clit to slide through my stretched-out folds. My pussy clenches and Maverick swears.
“What the fuck did I tell you about your hand and my dick?” Maverick growls. The warning stilted by the strain in his voice.
“Relax, just getting some lube,” Braum murmurs against my skin, his mouth stopping in the crook of my neck.
Unable to hold still any longer, I wiggle my hips.
I try to lift them but it’s hard to do it by myself.
Maverick, understanding what I need, helps.
He pulls me up his dick and drags me back down.
We both cry out at the pleasure. There’s nowhere inside me Maverick doesn’t touch as he uses my body to fuck into.
My breathing comes in short gasps and my mind goes blank with delirium.
Just when I think it’s too much, Braum’s fingers sink into my ass.
I hadn’t even realized he spread my cheeks or pulled his fingers away from between me and Maverick.
“Fuck!” Braum spits out, pumping his fingers in and out of me in time with Maverick’s movements. “The Universe is singing .”
“Braum,” I whisper as he pulls his fingers away.
“I can’t wait, I need to hear Its song.” He gives my neck one last kiss before he pulls his mouth away.
The fingers on his other hand swipe through the mess me and Maverick make, collecting more of our mixed juices. Then he’s there, the head of his dick pressing into my entrance. I stiffen, and Maverick bites his bottom lip as his eyes roll into the back of his head.
“Fuck, you’re so damn tight like this, Everly,” Braum grunts as he works his way inside of me.
The head of his dick pops in first and I cry out, terrified at how stretched I’m becoming.
“Shh,” Braum whispers. “I’m here to fill you. To help make you whole. That’s what The Universe is saying. Can’t you hear it? You’ve been empty for far too long, Everly. Let me in. Let us in. Let us coat your soul with adoration.”
Between him and Maverick, I’m swept away by kisses, touches, words of affirmation and praise. I drink it all in, then beg for more. I don’t realize tears are streaming down my face until Maverick leans forward and licks one. As Braum works his way into my ass, I’m swamped with emotions.
Fear, wonder, love, the desperate need to please…
It all bombards me and I start to tremble.
I feel like I’m unraveling. Or maybe it’s more like I’m shedding my cocoon.
A new me is emerging, and she’s right there on the cusp of entering a world where she can accept the love of more than one man, accept that they want me in return.
It feels so right I let out a strangled laugh.
But before that cocoon can truly break away, I know I need one more thing.
It takes a second to muster up the ability to speak, but when I do, I make sure everyone can hear as I call out, “Rowan.”
He’s there by my side a second later. To my surprise, he leans forward and kisses a tear away from my cheek.
“I want you here,” I beg, turning to face him. “I want you.”
Through my watery gaze, I find a grim-faced model. His eyes just as heavily hooded as Maverick’s and his mouth pressed into a tight line. Not of disapproval but of determination.
“Take her to the ground, boys,” he orders.
“Fuck… you,” Maverick spits out as he tries to work with Braum to find a rhythm.
“Do it, Vick,” Rowan orders quietly.
I lean forward and kiss Maverick before he can open his mouth again. When I pull away, it’s not far. Our lips still touch as I say, “Please, Mavie. I need this.”
He makes a face but doesn’t object.
Between Braum and Maverick, we make it down to the floor without either of them exiting my body.
Maverick lays down flat. Braum helps me straddle Mavie’s waist before pushing me forward so he can have room to kneel behind me.
Bracing my hands on Maverick’s chest, I arch my hips as best I can, giving Braum better access.
He sinks into me so deeply, for a second, I feel like my eyes cross.
It all feels so damn good and the best part is, I know how to make it better. I just need to move .
In this position, with my knees on the hard floor, I can control the pace. Slowly, I grind back and forth along Maverick’s dick. Braum follows, finding the perfect tempo and working with me.
“Oh god, this is going to kill me,” I whine before letting out a relieved laugh. “More, please. Rowan, where are…”
Rowan steps over Vick’s head, facing me. His dick—still hard and dripping from his previous release—in hand.
I stare hungrily at his dick before trying to meet his gaze. When I lift my head, I find his eyes watching me, his lips slightly parted. His brows are furrowed, his cheeks tinted pink.
“Will you… fill me?” I ask, uncertain of the emotion on his face. “I need you, Rowan.”
“Yeah, princess, you do. Remember that, alright?” He steps forward so that the tip of his dick is within reach of my mouth.
Reaching up, I brace myself on his thighs and then, without hesitation, I part my lips and run my tongue through his slit.
He bares his teeth and hisses with pleasure.
“I need you too. Now take this dick like a good girl for me, alright?”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice.
My mouth slides over the length of Rowan’s cock, eager to taste and enjoy.
The salty tang of his release from just moments ago coats his flesh, and my mouth waters, savoring it.
Rowan pulls his hips back then thrusts them forward, taking over the pace for me.
Both Maverick and Braum’s hands grab my hips in different places and help me move when I lose coordination.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Braum chants in a drowsy voice. With a groan he adds, “Everything has aligned. The Universe has spoken. We’re where we’re meant to be. You are whole now, Everly. You are the center of all of our universes.”
He showers me in kisses, his lips touching whenever they can along my back, neck, and shoulders.
“Look at you, Everly,” Maverick mutters, his hips rising off the floor even as he pulls me back down onto his dick. “You look like you’re glowing.”
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I marvel at the situation.
Braum and Rowan are working with Maverick to make sure I’m satisfied.
Later, I’ll wonder more about it, but the hazy fog that’s overwhelmed my senses grows so thick all I can do is feel and bask in the building knot of tension between my legs.
My legs quiver, and my heart races. Drool is dripping between my lips, and tears stream down my cheeks. The moment is beautiful, filthy, and so perfect. Maybe Braum is on to something. Is it possible the four of us could work as one? We’re doing it now. Could we outside the walls of Serenity Falls?
I can be Little Evie to Maverick—his safe harbor when he feels out of control.
And Rowan’s good little princess—eager to please and able to see the real man beneath the pretty face.
And I can be the keeper of Braum’s secrets—protecting them as fiercely as a knight would their kingdom.
If that’s the case, if I can be all that to them, then maybe I’m right where I need to be.
The thought is enough to snap the ball of tension that’s coiled up inside me.
When I cum, I bear down hard on Maverick and Braum.
My hard sob around Rowan’s dick is followed by fat, swift tears that stream down my face.
Every inch of my body comes to life. It’s like being electrocuted all over again, except this time rather than pain and fear, an overwhelming sense of euphoria bounces around inside of me, touching every nerve it can.
So wrapped up in my own bliss, I don’t realize the others are following suit until I’m swallowing down ropes of Rowan’s cum.
When I come down from my high, my body is ringing strangely and there’s an unsteady tremor rushing through me. The fog in my head thickens. Rather than feeling spent, as I pull my mouth from Rowan’s cock that doesn’t deflate, I cry out, “Again. I need to do that again.”
Over and over again, I find my release. Positions are changed, limbs tangle up then unwind, kisses are bartered, and time means nothing.
Even when my body is painfully sore, I can’t stop craving them. What’s more, all three guys can’t seem to stop either. Their erections never completely deflate, making it easy to never stop. My tears of pleasure turn to pain but even then, I don’t beg them to stop. It’s like my body can’t be sated.
In the back of my head, alarm bells are screaming that something is very wrong.
We’re trapped in a cycle of endless pleasure that’s beginning to turn into a nightmare.
One I don’t quite want to escape. In any case, words have long since been forgotten.
Moans and cries, sobs and breathy sighs fill the space, creating a language of their own.
“I found them!”
I hear a voice somewhere in the distance.
“Grab them! Cover your face, there are pheromones leftover in the air!”
My survival instincts try to scream at me in warning but I’m buried beneath a haze of lust. Even when arms pull me away and a cloth is lifted to my face, I’m fighting to get back into the fold and surrounded by the guys once more.
It’s not until a darkness begins to drag me down into an endless abyss that I realize Braum was right.
We should’ve left, something was in the air clouding our judgment.
Now we’ve been caught by the very people we were running from.