Chapter 14 Emery
Chapter fourteen
Emery
Iwoke up feeling sore all over. At least the soreness between my legs and in my throat was welcome.
It reminded me that regardless of what happened, I still controlled my fate.
I made my own decisions. Justin didn’t get to force himself on me.
I was still on the living room floor, snuggled between Luis and Miguel.
Last night had been amazing. Better than I had anticipated.
There was only one thing I would have changed; I didn’t get to sleep with Nico.
I looked around the living room, searching for the man, and found him at the front windows, watching the city.
It wasn’t quite morning yet, but I could tell it was drawing near.
“Were you up all night?” I whispered as I untangled myself from Miguel and Luis and went to Nico.
He jumped slightly at the sound of my voice, but immediately relaxed as I ran my hand through his hair. He nuzzled into my touch before answering. “Yeah, but I don’t mind. You guys needed the rest.”
“So do you,” I murmured.
Nico shrugged. “I’ll be fine.” I rolled my eyes at his response as he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me against his side. “Did you sleep well?”
“Like a baby. Might have been the best night’s sleep I’ve had since this all started.”
Nico chuckled. “Could have been the extracurricular activities before bed.” I snorted. He might have a point. Getting dicked down in a threesome certainly took a lot out of a girl. “Are you ok with what happened last night?”
I contemplated his question, not because of my answer, but because of the uncertainty I heard in his voice.
He was genuinely worried I would regret my decision to sleep with them now that it was a new day.
“There’s only one thing I would change about last night,” I admitted, biting the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling when I saw his disappointment.
Silly man thought I was confirming his fears.
“What would that be?”
I turned Nico’s head to look at me and then trailed my hand down his torso and over his pants to rub his dick. “I never got to feel you inside of me.”
Nico’s eyes heated, his eyes darting to my lips briefly as I felt him responding to my touch. “Really?”
“Really.”
Nico looked around the living room before turning us so that I was pressed against the window. “We could fix that if you wanted.”
“Yes, please,” I replied. I fisted my hand in Nico’s shirt and pulled his lips to mine, nipping his bottom lip and then soothing the bite with my tongue.
Nico trailed kisses to my neck, and I moaned softly as I moved my hands to his pants to get them undone.
I didn’t need foreplay; I just needed him, but Nico thought otherwise as he dropped to his knees and lifted one of my legs over his shoulder.
His tongue dipped into my core, and I had a brief thought that I likely still had traces of Luis and Miguel inside of me.
That thought quickly fell out of my head as he swirled his tongue around my clit before sucking on it.
His hands grabbed my ass tightly, holding me in place as he showed me just how skilled his tongue was.
Pleasure rippled through me, and I bit my lip to keep from moaning out loud.
The last thing I wanted was for us to get interrupted. This moment was for us.
One of his hands moved from my ass to my pussy as he gently slipped one, then two fingers inside. He pumped them slowly, stroking my G-spot softly, driving me toward climax at a maddeningly slow speed.
“Nico, please,” I begged.
“Fuck, I love to hear you beg, Princess.” He turned his head to bite the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, making me cry out, before returning to my pussy and devouring me.
That was the only way to describe it. He was relentless.
Feral. And I was here for every fucking minute of it.
In a matter of minutes, I was on the verge of tipping over the edge when suddenly Nico stopped.
“What? No!” I whimpered.
Nico stood and spun me around, placing my hands on the windowsill. “Easy, Princess. I’ll make you come, but not until I’m buried deep inside of you. I want to feel you come on my cock.”
He slid the head of his cock through my folds, teasing us both while spreading my arousal on his dick. When he finally lined himself up and drilled inside of me, we both groaned in relief. He paused only a moment as he bottomed out, letting us soak in the connection.
“Hold on tight, Em. I’m not going to hold back.”
“Good,” I replied, pushing back on him and rotating my hips. “Give me your worst, Nic.”
He accepted the challenge with a growl as he pulled out and snapped his hips forward with enough force that my hand slipped and my head nearly crashed into the window. “I warned you to hold on.”
I got my hand back in place and braced myself just in time for Nico to slam back into me. True to his word, he didn’t hold back. The pace he set was brutal, and I would be surprised if the sound of his hips against my ass didn’t wake Luis and Miguel.
Nico gathered my wavy hair and wrapped it around his fist, tugging my head back as he slapped my ass, all without slowing.
“Don’t let go of that window, Emery.” The gravel in his order soothed the brat in me who nearly told him that I do what I want.
Luckily, I didn’t want to let go of the windowsill.
What I wanted was to come, and that need outweighed any desire to brat.
Nico pushed me to the edge again, and somehow, the devil man must have realized it, because he suddenly stopped moving altogether.
“No!” I yelled in frustration, far louder than I meant to.
“What do you want, Emery?” Nico purred in my ear.
“I want to come,” I whined.
“Then beg for it, baby. Beg me like the good girl I know you can be.”
This asshole. If Nico wanted begging, then I would beg, but I wouldn’t forget. “Please, Nico. Please make me come. I need it. I need you. Please.”
“Good girl.” The pleased sound he made deep in his chest sent tremors up and down my body and made my knees weak.
I was in trouble with these men and the power they held over me, but my brain didn’t have the capacity to consider just how much because Nico slammed into me, and I swear I nearly saw stars.
“Yes!” I moaned. Nico’s hand slid to my clit, and with a few well-practiced strokes, I came undone around him with a, thankfully, silent scream.
“Fuck! That’s it, Princess. Come on my cock.
You’re such a good fucking girl. I love how your pussy feels when you come.
” With one final thrust and a grunt, Nico came, and I moaned again with satisfaction, knowing I now had all of their seed inside me.
They were mine, and I was theirs. When Nico pulled out, a mixture of our cum followed, some falling onto the carpet, and a whole lot more trailing down my thighs.
“I need to get cleaned up before my parents wake up,” I said, realizing that the sun was starting to rise.
“Or you could just get dressed,” Nico suggested. “I like the idea of you walking around all day with my cum leaking out of you.
I gave him an incredulous look. “No way in hell am I running around all messy down there all day.” I grabbed my clothes and a plastic bowl from the kitchen, then ran to the bathroom.
We had discovered the night before that the previous owner had filled the bathtub with water, just in case they lost power and would need it.
Thank God they had, otherwise I might not have been able to clean up properly.
Plugging the sink drain, I poured some water into the bowl, grabbed a washcloth and soap, and gave myself a quick sponge bath.
It wasn’t the proper shower I craved, but it would have to do.
When I emerged, clean and fully dressed, everyone was awake and in the kitchen picking over the food we still had.
“Good morning,” I said as nonchalantly as I could.
I didn’t regret spending the night with the guys, but I wasn’t sure I was ready to broadcast our relationship or answer any questions.
Hopefully, my parents thought I slept in the room with them and got up early.
Unfortunately, the guys apparently didn’t share that sentiment, because first Miguel, then Luis, and finally Nico pulled me into a passionate embrace, kissing me deeply and leaving no question about the status of our relationship.
“Oh, to be young again,” Mr. Higgins chuckled. Surprisingly, my parents laughed as well. My face heated as I tried to act like everything was normal. How much did they know? Also, did Mr. Higgins just laugh?
Luis must have been equally surprised. “I think that’s the first time I’ve ever seen you crack a smile, let alone laugh.”
Mr. Higgins’ smile fell slightly as his eyes became distant, lost in a memory.
“I didn’t always use to be like this,” he finally replied with a sad smile.
I once had a beautiful lady of my own. Claire.
She was the light of my life. The purest soul you could ever meet.
She left this world ten years ago, and I’ve missed her every day since.
We were never able to have children, and as time went on, I found fewer reasons to smile. ”
As we ate, Mr. Higgins regaled us with stories from his youth and the city when it was still growing into the beast it is today.
We found ourselves laughing along with him, and I was struck by how normal it all felt.
For an hour, the outside world and all the horrors it held didn’t exist. All that mattered was the seven humans, huddled around a rickety kitchen table above a Chinese restaurant, sharing stories and good food.
“I hate to break this up,” Nico finally said, glancing toward the window, “but the sun is high enough now that I think we should get moving. The sooner we cross into Manhattan, the sooner we can get evacuated.”