Chapter Seven
Ryder slowly pulled out of me, his cock glistening with our mixed releases. I stayed on all fours, trembling, cum leaking down my thighs as the reality crashed over me.
Jax’s eyes raked over me — the marks on my neck, the way I was dripping, the guilty look on my face. “You’ve been fucking him too?” His voice cracked with jealousy. “Behind my back?”
I couldn’t speak. The guilt was crushing.
Ryder started to pull his scrubs up, but Jax’s next words stopped him.
“Don’t,” Jax said, voice rough. “Don’t fucking stop on my account.”
The anger in his eyes had shifted into something else — raw, possessive lust. He locked the door and stepped closer, his hand already palming the obvious bulge in his scrubs.
The room went dead silent for a second.
Jax’s eyes were blazing. “How long?” he demanded, looking at Ryder. “How long have you been fucking her behind my back?”
Ryder straightened up, not bothering to hide his hard cock. “Since the night after the game. She came to me. Same way she came to you.”
Jax’s jaw clenched. “She was mine first.”
“Yours?” Ryder laughed bitterly. “You two were sneaking around for weeks like it was some big secret. I heard you fucking her through the walls. And then she came to me because she wanted more. Because one isn’t enough for her.”
Jax stepped closer, anger rolling off him. “You’re my best friend. You knew I had feelings for her and you still—”
“Feelings?” Ryder shot back. “You said ‘I love you’ during sex and then got embarrassed about it. She’s been drowning in guilt because of you. Meanwhile, she’s been coming to me because I don’t make her feel like she has to choose.”
I was still bent over the bed between them, naked and dripping, heart pounding as they argued over me.
Jax looked at me, hurt flashing in his eyes. “Is that true? You’ve been fucking him too?”
I nodded, voice small. “I’m sorry… I couldn’t stop. I want both of you.”
The silence that followed was heavy. Then Jax’s expression shifted — the anger mixing with something darker, hungrier.
“Then stop choosing,” he said, voice low.
Ryder’s eyes met Jax’s. A silent understanding passed between them.
Jax stepped forward first, pulling me up and kissing me hard. Ryder pressed in behind me. Their hands were suddenly everywhere.
They moved me to the small bed. Jax lay back and pulled me on top of him, guiding me to straddle his hips. I sank down onto his thick cock with a loud moan, taking him deep in one smooth motion.
“Ride me,” Jax growled, hands gripping my hips. “Show Ryder how well you take my cock.”
I started rolling my hips, riding him slow and deep at first. Ryder knelt beside us, his hands roaming freely over my body. He cupped my breasts, pinching and rolling my nipples while I rode Jax. His mouth found my neck, sucking hard enough to leave fresh marks as one hand slid down to rub my clit.
“Fuck, look at you,” Ryder murmured, voice rough. “So pretty bouncing on his cock. You’re dripping down his balls, baby.”
I moaned louder, riding Jax faster. Ryder’s fingers on my clit and his mouth on my neck pushed me closer to the edge. Jax thrust up to meet me, groaning as he watched Ryder touch me.
“Take him in your mouth,” Jax ordered, voice strained. “Let him feel how good that mouth is while you ride me.”
Ryder moved closer. I leaned forward and took him into my mouth, sucking him eagerly while I continued riding Jax. The room filled with the wet sounds of me riding one cock and sucking the other.
“Such a good girl,” Ryder praised, hand in my hair. “Taking both of us so well.”
I was lost in it — riding Jax’s thick cock while sucking Ryder deep into my mouth. The pleasure built fast and intensely. My moans vibrated around Ryder as I got closer and closer, my pussy clenching hard around Jax.
I was right on the edge, trembling, when Jax suddenly gripped my hips and stopped my movements.
“Not yet,” he growled, voice rough with lust. “We’re not letting you come that easily.”
They switched positions smoothly. Ryder lay back and pulled me on top of him, guiding me down onto his cock. I moaned loudly as he filled me, starting to ride him. Jax knelt beside us, stroking his cock before feeding it to me. I took him eagerly into my mouth, sucking him while I bounced on Ryder.
The teasing continued. Every time I got close, they would slow down or switch again — Jax taking his turn beneath me while Ryder fucked my mouth. They kept me on the edge for what felt like forever, moaning and begging around whichever cock was in my mouth.
They switched again and again with deliberate, teasing control.
Jax would fuck me slow and deep in missionary, grinding against my clit with every thrust while Ryder fed me his cock, letting me suck and lick him until I was whimpering.
Every time my moans got louder, and my pussy started fluttering, they would slow down or switch positions, leaving me desperate and trembling.
“ Not yet,” Jax would growl, pulling out just as I was about to tip over. “You don’t come until we say so.”
Then Ryder would take his turn, bending me over and sliding into me from behind while Jax knelt in front of me, stroking his cock across my lips and tongue.
Ryder’s thrusts were harder, more punishing, his hand reaching around to lightly slap my clit, keeping me right on the edge without letting me fall.
I was a whimpering, dripping mess by the time they finally decided to let me come.
Jax lay back and pulled me on top of him. I sank down onto his thick cock with a long, broken moan, rolling my hips as I rode him. Ryder knelt beside us, one hand in my hair as I turned to take him into my mouth again, sucking him eagerly while I bounced on Jax.
The pleasure built higher and higher. My moans vibrated around Ryder’s cock as I got closer, my pussy clenching around Jax.
“Come for us,” Jax finally commanded, thrusting up hard. “Let us feel you.”
I shattered. The orgasm crashed through me hard and long, my pussy pulsing and gushing around Jax’s cock as I screamed around Ryder. My whole body shook with the intensity of it.
Jax groaned and came right after, flooding me with hot, thick pulses. Ryder pulled out of my mouth and stroked himself fast, coming across my tits and neck with a low groan.
We collapsed in a sweaty, tangled heap on the small bed, breathing hard. I was leaking from Jax and covered in Ryder, completely spent and trembling.
Jax kissed my forehead. Ryder stroked my back.
“This changes everything,” Jax murmured.
But for the first time, it didn’t feel like a bad thing.