39. Popsicles & Snowballs
Popsicles Snowballs
thirty-nine
E m e r s o n
Basking in the warmth from the fire, I admire the night sky, adorned with twinkling stars as darkness falls around us, their light enchanting as we lose ourselves in their intricate patterns. Reclining on the soft sand, we gaze upwards, serenaded by gentle music blending with the soothing rhythm of the waves.
After talking to Eli about the last few weeks and what I've been going through, even what happened with Damon, a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders, finally allowing me to feel the peace I've been searching for. I thought he'd judge me, scold me, or even hate me, but that wasn't the case. He was supportive in every way I could've imagined, even told me that they had known all along what happened, but they were waiting on me to tell them.
I thought when my parents died that I was living in absolute darkness and misery. I thought it couldn't get any darker, but I was wrong. The darkest time of my life was being trapped with Damon those few days and then having to kill him in order to survive. But what made it all worse was the fact that I felt like I couldn't go to my brother or the ones I trusted the most with my secrets. I felt hopeless and alone.
But all of that is behind me now. Talking to my brother helped more than I thought it would, and I'm so fucking glad I did it.
As the wind blows, I get a whiff of Seven, which is intoxicating and addicting, making my nose tingle. He reaches over and laces his fingers with mine, holding onto my hand tightly.
With Eli, Kane, and Stone working on transporting things from the beach house back to our places in the city, me, Ace, and Seven opted to stay behind and soak in as much of the beach life as possible before we head back home tomorrow.
Ace sits up, pulling a popsicle out of the cooler beside us, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief. Curiously, I watch him tear the wrapper with his teeth and slide it down, winking as he sucks the blue popsicle into his mouth. I'm not sure why, but I shiver, feeling heat engulf the sensitive spot between my thighs.
"Let me ask you something," Seven says, sitting up on the other side of me.
I sit up too, ripping my focus off of Ace and putting it on Seven, matching the sly smirk on his wet lips. "Shoot."
"What's going to happen tomorrow?" He tries to maintain his smile, but I can see how badly he wants to drop it.
The vulnerability oozing off of him tugs at my heartstrings, and his question ends up hitting me harder than I thought it would. Being here all summer, we've been in a little bubble, filled with nothing but freedom, sex, and the open road. We haven't had to deal with reality much, nor with the opinions of others outside of our little group. I haven't wanted to think about it, mainly because I was afraid of having to hear the one thing I didn't want to. I don't know if their feelings for me are real or just ones of lust and convenience, but the way I feel about each of them is very real, and I've been trying not to think about it too much.
What if they don't feel the same way?
"Princess, where did you go?" Seven's soft, deep voice sends a chill along the curve of my spine, making my toes tingle in anticipation.
He scoots closer until our legs are touching, and reaches up to gently cup my cheek in the palm of his large, tattooed hand. Once our eyes meet, it's fucking over, and I can feel the nerves begin to make me shake. There's something about the way that Seven looks at me that makes me want to drop to my fucking knees and do anything he fucking wants.
But I'm already sitting. So I try to keep my composure, not wanting him to see just how much he affects me.
"Answer me, Princess," he commands, flashing me a flirty look while pulling his lip between his teeth. "What's going to happen tomorrow when we get back to the city?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know what the fuck I mean. Was this all just summer fun for you, or do you really want to try and see where things could go with us?"
I could see that under his bold exterior, Seven was as vulnerable and doubtful as I was. For a minute there, I let myself get lost in his gaze before deciding it was time to face reality. I could either keep playing this game and dodge his question or finally come clean about what I genuinely felt. We've had an incredible time together, but I knew that a decision needed to be made about where to go after the summer.
I take a deep breath and look Seven in the eye. "I don't want this to end," I admit, feeling the heat between my thighs spread to my cheeks, setting every inch of my trembling body on fire. "But..."
His face falls as he puts his finger to my lips to keep the words from spilling out. "No buts, Emerson... please."
Softly kissing his finger, I can see the fear in his eyes, clueless as to what I'm going to say. I feel Ace inch closer to the other side of me, placing his warm hand on the small of my back, jolting me alert.
"I was only going to say that I have feelings for all of you. Being so close to you this summer, it was hard not to catch feelings, so I can't pick just one." I feel relieved hearing myself admit it, but on the inside, I'm scared as fuck to hear the truth about how they feel.
Seven and Ace sit close on either side of me, their eyes filled with unspoken hope and apprehension.
I take a deep breath before continuing, "I want to see where things go, but I need to know if this is real for both of you, too." I look at Ace, gazing deeply into his dark eyes as he sucks and licks seductively on the popsicle, "I need to know we're more than just a summer fling."
Ace nods solemnly, his hand remaining on my back as he leans in closer. "I've got real feelings for you, Brat. I want to see where this goes too."
Turning to Seven, I search his intense eyes, silently begging for the reassurance I so desperately need. "What about you, Seven?" I hold my breath, waiting for his answer.
He lets out a long breath, as if releasing the tension he'd been holding in, then he meets my gaze with unwavering sincerity. "I fucking care about you, Emerson. More than I've fucking cared about anyone in a long time. I want this to be real, too." He smiles, easing the growing tension inside of me and giving my heart an excited flutter. "Besides, didn't I already tell your stubborn ass that you were fucking mine?" He smirks, and I instantly feel better.
Relief and joy surged through me. I lean in and kiss him softly, then turn to Ace and do the same. "I want this too," I whisper. "I want to see where this takes us, if we have a chance at being happy, even if our way is... unorthodox."
As the waves crash against the shore nearby, I feel a sense of calm and contentment within me. Tomorrow may bring challenges and uncertainty, but for now, I bask in the warmth of the moment, surrounded by two of the people I've come to care for deeply.
Seven captures my lips, kissing me fiercely with desperate lashes and flicks of his tongue. I feel Ace rubbing his hands up and down my arms, making sure I feel the love from both of them. I'm eased onto my back, my lips still locked onto Seven's, feeling my stomach and thighs tighten from the surge of pleasure flooding through my body. Slowly, my bathing suit is taken off and placed in a heap in the sand beside me, both men admiring my naked body, illuminated by the glow of the fire. I don't squirm from discomfort anymore. I relish their hungry eyes raking over every naked inch of my body, getting turned on from the aroused looks on their faces and the desire glimmering in their eyes—for me.
Seven drops his swim trunks and wraps his hand around his dick, gliding it up and down over his piercings, his eyes fixated on mine.
"Are you gonna open wide for me, Princess?" he grunts, squeezing the tip of his cock as he guides it to my mouth. "Are you gonna be my good little slut and swallow every drop of my cum that I paint your tight little throat with?"
I shiver from the utter filth of his words, undeniably turned on. Nodding, I whisper, "yes, baby. Fuck my mouth and give me a taste of you." I lick my lips as he rubs his cock head across them, urging me to open with a domineering look in his eyes that needs no other instruction.
As I open my mouth to suck him inside, Ace maneuvers between my legs, his fingers gliding up and down my pussy, swirling my wetness all over the place. Seven drives his dick into my mouth, thrusting until the pierced tip hits the back of my throat, making it constrict around him from an involuntary gag. My eyes roll back as I work my tongue around his shaft, feeling his cold piercings scrape against the inside of my cheeks.
Slurping on his popsicle while his fingers dip in and out of my entrance, Ace chuckles, letting a mouthful of ice-cold spit drop from his mouth onto my pussy, hitting my clit and making me shudder. "Be a good girl and spread your legs for me. I want to see how fast my popsicle melts in your pussy," he growls in a deep, seductive voice that makes my clit throb and my pussy drip even more.
I spread my legs on command, as wide as I can, trying to watch him and suck Seven's dick at the same time. His long hair falls in his face as he leans down, lowering his head, and pressing teasing kisses on my pussy with his cold lips. I watch nervously as he swirls his tongue around his popsicle one more time before he guides it to my pussy, sliding it into me with a smirk on his face that makes me fucking melt.
"Ah, shit," I gasp, letting Seven's dick fall from my mouth, feeling the cold object thrusting into my warm, wet pussy, something I never thought I'd experience.
"Cold?" Ace laughs, still pushing the popsicle inside me, his fingers dancing sensually across my lower belly.
"Fucking freezing," I answer with a laugh, propping myself up on my elbows to watch.
Seven watches too, stroking his cock at the sight of my pussy swallowing the popsicle. But he doesn't wait for it to be inside me all the way before shoving his thick, pierced dick back between my lips, fucking my mouth with dominant, desperate thrusts. I can feel the frozen ice melting as Ace starts thrusting in and out of me, the sticky liquid running quickly down my inner thighs. But fuck, it feels so good, intensifying every touch each of them gives me.
"You're fucking perfect, Brat," Ace growls, fascinated at how quickly the popsicle is melting inside me. "Your cunt is so fucking hot that this shit is about to melt already. I can't wait to suck it out of you and let you taste how sweet you are." He winks, fucking me faster with the melting popsicle.
My nerves are on fire. My body feels numb. My clit throbs. My nipples ache. I just want to come, but they're not making it easy. Every time I arch my back and try to buck my hips, Ace slows his thrusts. Seven keeps fucking my mouth, sliding as far down my throat as he can, grunting through thrusts as he gets close too.
I'm the center of their attention, and it feels exhilarating. I've never felt something so wild and intense before. As the warmth of the fire envelops us and the waves crash against the shore, I realize that there's nowhere else I'd rather be.
"Fuck, Princess," Seven grunts, and moments later I feel hot liquid gush into my mouth, but he pulls out before I can swallow all of it. Instead, he jerks off, his cum jetting in hot, thick spurts onto my neck and then down the front of my body, making a line from my collarbone to my pussy until he collapses in the sand beside me, panting.
I feel my pussy clamping around nothing, as the popsicle has melted now. Ace dips his tongue in and out of me, rubbing my clit fiercely with the pad of his thumb, knowing just what I need to send me over the edge. I raise my hips, bucking them against his mouth, while my hands grab and tangle in his hair. But before I can come, he pulls his mouth away, ripping a whimper from my throat.
"Wha..."
"Relax, Brat. I've got something planned." He winks, looking at Seven and then at me as he drags his tongue from my pussy to my neck, licking up the line of Seven's cum, his eyes piercing into mine.
Fuck, that's hot.
Pressing his lips to mine, Ace holds the cum in his mouth, teasing me. He then moves back down my body and rips my thighs open even more, spreading my pussy lips open with his fingers. Lowering his head, he presses his mouth against my entrance and spits Seven's cum inside me, flicking and thrusting his tongue against my tightening walls. Once Seven's hands wrap around my throat and his lips capture mine, I let go, feeling my climax rip through me without a single shred of mercy. I writhe in the sand, getting it in places I'll regret later, but I don't give a fuck right now. Ace fucks my pussy with his tongue, easing two fingers inside to add to the pleasure while slipping one into my ass. I come, and I come hard, grasping desperately at the sand as if it'll keep me grounded. But fuck, I feel like I'm falling. Seven chokes me as hard as he can—harder than ever—refusing to let go of my lips, his tongue exploring my mouth hungrily.
Ace sucks my cum and Seven's out of me, working his fingers like a fucking pro to bring me over the edge the rest of the way. Bucking my hips to chase the feeling, I scream out, hearing it echo in my ears as the final wave of intense pleasure rips through me, fully satisfying my every need. When my body goes limp, Ace comes up from between my legs and pushes Seven away, claiming my lips before I get a chance to catch my breath. Sure enough, he spits the cum mixture into my mouth, giving me a taste of the sweet and salty blue raspberry fluid, and I fucking love it.
Wiping the sweat from my brow, I lie back in a daze, my eyes closing as I listen to the sound of the waves and feel the warmth of the fire. Ace and Seven, still breathing heavily, collapse beside me, the three of us as close as can be.
"I can't believe you fucked me with a popsicle," I blurt out, laughing as I think back on the cold. sticky fun.
"You liked it."
"I did. I fucking did." I look at both of them, smiling, not wanting to leave this spot ever.
But reality sinks in and it hits me; we're fucking leaving tomorrow, and even though they assured me things wouldn't change, I can't help but feel that somehow they will.