Chapter 25
I can’t exactly recall the moment I lost my clothes. But Asher has a magical touch, and all he has to do is wrap his body around me, automatically sending me imaginary comfort vibes that soothe my soul.
He pulls away just enough to hover his giant body over mine, leans down, and takes my lips, sucking out every distressed thought my mind is plagued with and replacing it with a longing and desire my pussy craves.
There is no logical explanation as to how Asher does it. It’s not just his physical touch; there’s something way more powerful in his ability to reach my emotional core and yank out my troubles and replace them with warmth and lust.
Lots of lust.
Here, I am completely nude with three men in all stages of undress. Ash, shirtless, has moved down to my feet to give me the hottest ever head known to women. A master of Tongue Foo, the guy has a way with his tongue, as he does with his hands when playing the drums.
Precise. Dynamic. Rhythmic. Explosive.
Oh my fucking god! I’m doing my best to hold on before I explode because I want this moment to last.
I grip onto Haze’s nude thighs behind me. He lost his clothes about the same time I did, and I can feel his erect monster poking at my back, desperate to find its way in behind me. But right now, he seems content with eating my neck out as I lean my entire weight into him.
I flick my eyes open to watch Jagger cast off the last of his clothing as he tosses his black boxer briefs aside to the scattered piles of clothes and shoes we lost some time ago. It all happened pretty fast.
Heat rushes through my body, and the two men working on me have something to do with that, but my vision is locked on the light brown, shaggy-haired demigod.
The intense gaze of Jagger’s captivating, deep, azure eyes is like sponges drinking me up, absorbing every detail of my body, with an insatiable thirst to get himself on and inside my body. My eyes are drawn to his arms and shoulders that scream strength and power. His chiseled abdominal muscles, which lead down to a V, and a happy trail that almost sends my mouth drooling and my pussy dripping.
A groan of longing rises in my throat as my eyes consume him. Of course, the other two gorgeous men here are probably responsible for the deep, audible cry that escapes me.
Jagger runs a hand over his velvety smooth cock and grins slyly at me. It’s massive, and while he has big strong hands, I’m referring to his cock. This isn’t the first time I’ve seen it, but every time I do, I bite down hard on my lip with anticipation because this man knows how to work that thing so well inside me.
He stares straight back at me with a dangerous glint in his eyes that promises me my life will never be the same after this orgy.
“Ahh,” my attention is brought to the half-dressed man at my feet, whose body is wedged between my thighs while his mouth and tongue are lost within my folds, and he’s done something that breaks through every restraint I have.
Fuck my self-control.
How the fuck can I do that with these three men here, and one has just found my G-spot.
My eyes flutter shut, and moans rip through me as I give into these men’s control. Ecstasy waves splash over me again and again, coming faster and faster until it”s impossible for me to resist them.
“Ahhh, fuck!” I yell loudly as the mouth of the one behind me leaves a map of hickeys and bite marks across my neck and shoulder.
“Goddamn you, Ash!” I scream, feeling the second wave approach my senses. I can fucking hear him chuckle into my pussy.
My nails dig into the firm flesh of Haze”s thighs once more as my body is taken over by a series of life-altering convulsions. A mouth suddenly locks on mine, and a tongue is forced through my lips just as I’m coming. I open my eyes to see Jagger”s chestnut hair over my face.
Kissing him back like a starved animal, I groan deep into his mouth. This time, my voice is laced with a tone of desperation.
I need to be fucked.
I need a dick inside me, pounding itself into my pussy.
My eyes fall shut, and within seconds, I feel a pair of arms lift me up. And I open my eyes to find the man I just had my mouth on carrying me to the couch.
He lets me down slowly, “My knob is hard for your pussy, Eddie. Care to oblige?”
I watch him lie down and take hold of his hard arousal as precum beads at the tip of Jagger”s cock, and his abs flex and tense up. Fuck he’s so gorgeous, I need to pinch myself that he’s real and horny for me.
“That’s awfully polite from a man who enjoys a little rough play,” I say, amused. I sense another warm body wrap itself around my back. From the rich aftershave aroma of chocolate and cinnamon, I know it’s Haze.
“I need my cock dripping wet with your milky cum,” Jagger replies with a crazed glint in his eyes. “Now get that pussy of yours riding my knob now,” his voice is demanding, dominating, and freaking sexy deep that does illicit stuff to my core.
I love the way these men want to possess every part of me as much as I do them.
Pulling Haze’s arms from me, I keep hold of his wrists, guiding him with me as I straddle Jagger. My eyes don’t waver from him as I grab his cock and lower my body to take him fully inside me.
“You’re mine for now,” I groan as I gently rock my body over Jagger’s dick, adjusting to his size because he’s enormous.
All their dicks are massive, and I swear there’s got to be something in the water in England.
While I’ve taken these men anally, I doubt it’s even possible without any lube. I catch Ash, who’s completely shed every bit of his clothes, hand Haze a plastic tube, and my focus turns back to Jagger as he grips my hips. I lean down and kiss him deeply.
I feel high on the taste of his lips, the feel of his hot body as I press myself against him, and his hard dick pulsating inside me. Pulling away, I throw my head back, and messy waves of my long, dark hair fall down my sweat-dampened back as I ride him. Someone sweeps my hair up and plants a soft kiss on my neck, and I shudder all over at the touch.
Haze’s lips skim down my spine, and his touch does amazing things to me while his cock teases my entrance from behind. Coaxing me to lean forward towards Jagger, I feel Haze squeeze a wallop of lube over my crack and his finger teasing my hole.
Jagger reaches out and pulls my head down to his lips, and as his tongue thrusts through my mouth. Without warning, Haze jams his dick hard inside me from behind. I feel the strong pinch and wince a little into Jagger’s mouth, but Haze is relentless, and he’s slamming in and out of my ass, his cock destroying me in all the best ways.
Never mind Jagger’s hand sneaking between us and finding my clit, these men are using my body exactly how I want them to and then some.
Fucking hell, I don’t know whether to arch my back and give Jagger more room to flick my clit or remain as is and let Haze take me like a madman. Both will lead me to come all over their cocks.
Haze is driving into me like his life depends on it. He slaps my ass, telling me how much of a good girlfriend I am and grunting his arousal out.
“Fuck, princess, you have an arse made for my knob.”
“And a pussy made for your cock,” I mumble into Jagger”s mouth.
He releases my lips. “Fucking ‘ell, mate. There’s only so much I can hold on.”
“Got it, Jag. Gimme a minute,” Haze groans out, and I swear this feels like something out of a porn film, but I love this. Despite everything in my life, I love every moment with these men.
My entire body tightens and then quickly bursts free all at once. Everything goes dark for a second, and lights flash behind my eyes as I scream out my climax.
My entire body convulses, and I can feel both men begin to pump me with so much fervor, I’m not sure I can survive this as I find myself once more getting hurled into outer space on an orgasm that seems larger than before, and it’s as if it’s aim is to kill me.
“Oh…holy fuck,” I clench tight, hoping one of the men comes fast because I can’t do more of this. I’m so painfully aroused with them inside me, I need to be free of them.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I hear Haze chant behind me, and a second later she shoots straight into my ass. I feel his cum drip out of me as he gradually pulls out.
He plants a soft kiss on my shoulder and then bites down, marking me his.
For now, I’m his, but Jagger’s three seconds from spilling into me, and then I’ll own him having milked him to the point of collapse.
“Eden, fuck, what are you…” his words die as I arch my back and grab hold of his ankles to stabilize myself and begin pulling myself off him, but only to his tip and then slamming back down. I only need a couple more pumps of my pussy to squeeze him dry.
He groans like a beast as he comes inside me, and I release his ankles, launching myself off him and throwing myself onto my dark-skinned, absolutely breathtakingly gorgeous boyfriend, who only today announced he wants in on the relationship I have with the other two.
“You sure, Eddie?” Ash asks. His arm slides around me and pulls me onto his solid body and hard, needy cock.
I lean up high on my toes and reach up to lick his lips.
“As sure as fuck,” I whisper into his lips as I feel my other two boyfriend’s cum drip down my legs.
“Damn, that’s bloody sexy,” I turn to see what Haze is amazed about, and his eyes are locked on my ass.
I bet he didn’t miss his spunk ride down my legs, either.
“You’ll probably need a new couch after this.”
“Fuck no, I won’t throw out anything that’s had the pleasure of your juices princess. I’d collect every delicious drop if I could.”
Somewhere in that comment lies something both sexy and disturbing.
My focus turns back to the dark male whose gaze is so heated, like a hot ember glowing in the darkness. Ash is so handsome, he radiates this magnetic allure that captivates me whenever I’m within his vicinity.
“I’d fall to my knees and milk your cock dry, but I have this urge to get you inside me and fuck me like it’s your last day on earth.”
“Fuck, babe. I think my knob’s hard again,” I hear Jagger say, causing me to smirk with amusement.
I feel Haze come up from behind me, purposely crushing me between him and Ash.
“You are nothing short of magical,” he whispers, nuzzling his face in my back. His hand slides up my arm to my shoulders and then grips the side of my neck, gently pushing my head to tilt to the side. His tongue glides along the entire side of my neck and stops at my ear before biting my lobe.
“And breathtaking. Sleep in my bed tonight,” he’s not asking.
“If she doesn’t pass out in mine,” Ash remarks, diverting my attention toward him. A sly, sexy smirk dances on his lips, prompting me to mirror the same mischievous expression.
“Fair game, mate,” Haze says. “Re-acquaint yourselves. But come tomorrow I plan to have you mine. No buts or ifs. I plan to claim every inch of you and then some.
“Hmmm,” I purr, excited when Haze goes all dominating.
I feel him step back, not liking he’s detached himself from me. I watch him and Jagger collect their clothes and move to leave the room.
Sensing my sentiments, Ash tilts my chin up with his fingers, and before I can ask what he’s up to, his lips come crashing against mine, and there’s nothing soft about this. He’s kissing me like a man possessed and claiming a chunk of my soul.
There’s no doubt about it. At some point since these men had come crashing back into my life, I’ve fallen under their spell and find that I have no desire to break free of it. Even if it means sacrificing the privacy of my sanctuary and letting them be a part of it.
I’m still on the fence about them moving in with me, but I won’t let them know I’m rethinking it. I’ll take some serious consideration, but since I shut them down with my refusal, I can do my thinking without the pressure from them.
“Oh?” I suddenly find myself scooped up in Asher’s arms, and he’s taking me back to the kitchen. “You know,” I wrap my arms around his neck. “I can seriously get used to being carried everywhere by you guys.”
“You’d like that, Eddie?” he winks at me, his grin carrying a playful and amused undertone.
“I’d like you more between my legs and taking my cunt and owning it like the possessed animal I know you can become.”
“Damn, babe. No wonder your lyrics sell millions when you come up with such soul-searching poetry,” he murmurs with a lop-sided, playful grin.
He sets me down against the kitchen island, and his hand slides up my body with purpose. As he reaches my breast, he rolls my hardened nipple between his fingers and takes one look at me, his amber eyes full of heated desire, before diving down to retrieve my breast from his fingers.
Asher is loving my nipple in every sense, and his other hand snakes its way to my other breast, pinches, and tweaks it to take each one into his mouth like a starved man.
I gasp as the excitement reaches my pussy, and I swear if it had a voice, it’d be begging for Ash’s dick.
“Fuck me,” I groan, and he flickers his eyes at me, one nipple still between his lips.
“You have no damn patience,” he says, releasing my breast and doesn’t wait for my reply before spinning me around to face the counter.
I press my hands to the cold marble top and wait, pulse racing. The wait isn’t long as he snakes his hands around my lower body, pulling my ass out onto his thick cock and kicking my feet apart as he settles between them.
Ash plants a kiss on my shoulder. This one is featherlight compared to the murder of my lips earlier. And in one swift motion, he thrusts his dick into the soft folds of my core.
“Ahhhh!” I cry out. “Don’t you dare fucking stop!”
My hips accentuate that statement as I grind my ass into his pelvis, desperate for that exciting release. I can feel the equal frantic need in Ash as he drives his cock up into me, groaning like a beast.
“Patience beautiful,” his deep resonating voice is sharp and commanding.
I feel his hand wrap around my front, protecting my body from the counter as his thrusting becomes heavier and more powerful.
Suddenly, he stops for a moment, remains still inside me, brushes my hair to one side, leans down to my back, and softly kisses me like he’s pressed pause on the world. I can hear our lungs gasping for breath and our hearts beating out of control.
A whimper of need comes out of me.
“I love you so damn much,” he whispers, and I freeze upon hearing his announcement.
Those words alone make me feel like the luckiest person in the world. As if his love is a comforting embrace that wraps around my heart, filling every empty space with a profound sense of belonging and joy.
Rather than wait for a reply, he pulls out of me and slams back in, jolting me awake after this temporary state of limbo where my mind literally lingers over his declaration. Now, he pounds into me as his words reverberate inside my soul, igniting a fire of love, lust, and determination.
His hand sneaks lower down my front, where he finds my clit, and holds me tight against him, coordinating his thrusting with the flicking of his fingers to my super sensitive nerve endings.
My body begins to quake, and my muscles convulse as I grind my release into him before collapsing into the strength of his arms as he holds me tight and drives his cock deeper into me, harder and more powerful until he roars out his release a few minutes later. I feel his hot cum depositing inside me, and his thrusting becomes slower and sloppier until he comes to a complete halt.
Asher remains momentarily inside me.
“Stay with me forever,” I say without thinking whether I’m referring to his cock inside me or him in my life.
Surprisingly, I know deep inside I’m referring to both, and he knows it too, as I feel his cock twitch its approval.
Rather than verbally reply, he squeezes me tighter and holds me for as long as he physically can with him connected to me, and when he pulls out, he spins me to face him. It’s almost like seeing him for the first time because something changed between us now.
We’ve set on a new path, one I doubt we’ll ever be able to return from. Every haze of doubt and uncertainty that once clouded my mind has been washed away and replaced with clarity and newfound resolve. I feel empowered to face whatever challenges lie ahead, knowing that Ash’s love is a steadfast beacon that will guide me through the darkest of nights.
I deserve to fall in love again, be loved, and have faith in the outcome. I’ve grieved enough, my heart’s burned enough, and I have reclaimed that shattered part of me where I once lay crushed and traumatized. Ash’s love has liberated me from the prison where my soul lay dormant for a decade.
“I love you so much back, Ash, so much that my heart could burst with the sheer magnitude of emotion. I finally feel free from whatever shackles held me down. You inspire me to be the best version of myself, knowing that we could navigate this journey together.”
His whole face smiles at me.
“I’d love to stay with you forever and conquer life together.”
His eyes dart to my lips, and he lowers his head. Hovering a moment as he flickers his eyes up to meet mine. For a brief moment, our eyes lock, and that suspended breath between us holds the promise of something extraordinary. The world seems to pause, and the connection between our gazes communicates volumes of unspoken desire. The air crackles with electricity, and as our eyes remain locked, time itself becomes a mere bystander to the unspoken language of our hearts.
He takes my lips at last, and I shiver in his arms from the intensity of emotions that course through my body as he kisses me. I give him my all and claim a chunk of his soul. His hands move to take a possessive hold of my face as he cups it and pulls back.
For the first time, I don’t just see Asher, my friend, my bandmate, my lover, I see a man burning with passion and desire. In this exact instance, I can see the reasoning behind the madness of love.
I’ve been set free from the shackles I held myself in, and now I allow myself to fall truly and deeply in love.