Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
JASMINE
Curling up under my blanket, I rest my head on Sean’s lap while my feet are on Christian's.
It’s New Year's Eve, and when asked what I wanted to do, there was only one answer: I wanted to spend it with my four men, watching movies and seeing the new year in with a bang, and I’m not talking the fireworks kind either.
I think it’s safe to say this year has been the worst and best year of my life. I started it alone, feeling like no one would ever love me for me, and ended it by being loved by the four men I had pined for for years.
When I think of all we have been through: the Hudson drama, which left Jason scarred on the inside as well as physically, me being kidnapped, and all of us losing a parent in that house, it’s no wonder we are all happy to see the end of this year. I had started it on the road of self-destruction, but as much as I tried to hide it from the guys, they saw. They rushed in when I needed them the most, picked up all of my broken pieces, and placed them back together. Whenever I’ve started to crumble again, or someone else tried to destroy me, they’ve held me together and cared for me in a way only they could.
“You okay, Princess?” Sean’s hand tightens around my shoulder as he tucks the blanket around me. Lifting my head, I smile, nodding, and blink back tears. He notices and gives me a look, telling me to be honest.
“I was just thinking that I will feel better once we can put this year behind us,” I smile, letting him see that I am, truthfully, okay. Christan's hand, which rests on my ankle, squeezes slightly.
“I will second that.” Glancing up, I find him watching me as his thumb strokes against my skin.
“It’s been a roller coaster, that’s for sure,” Sean chuckles as his hand runs over my head.
“Everything happens for a reason, and as much as it hurts at the time, it has led us to where we are now, Sweetheart.” Christian has said this to me a few times over the last six months, and he couldn’t be more right.
“Next year will be everything you want it to be and more,” Sean says as he continues to play with my hair. “Starting with making you our wife and hopefully ending with you pregnant with our first baby.” I can hear the smile in his voice, and I can’t help but look at Christian, who is grinning at the two of us.
“You promised no pressure,” I remind him. But a devious element appears as he grins at Sean over my head. “Daddy! You promised,” I warn.
“I know I did. I promised I would wait until the next show was cast before I threw out your pills. I will never go back on my promise to you, Baby girl; you know that.” Christian continues to smirk while looking back at Sean. “I never promised to stop your other daddies if they decided to do it instead.”
My jaw drops as Christian pulls away my blanket before removing my feet, making it easier to pull me away from Sean and onto his lap so my back is pressed against his front.
“I also never promised to stop your other husbands from impregnating you by holding you down so they can do what they want to you.” His deep, sexy, husky voice whispers into my ear as he takes my wrists and holds them against my chest. My heart starts to race as I realise that my legs are on either side of his at the same time as he does. He spreads his legs, forcing mine to open further as Sean stands and looks down at me. Pinned by Christian, who is opening me up and leaving me at their mercy.
Adrenaline curses through me as I realise the guys may plan on doing as they wish to me tonight. There have been nights we have played with them taking complete control, using my body in any way they want. I may put up a fight and even try to escape, but I know if I use my safe word, they will stop instantly.
Christian takes both wrists in one large hand and holds them tight against my chest as his other hand slides down my stomach until he has my aching pussy in his hand. His grip tightens as Sean watches with a smirk, his eyes boring into mine.
“This is ours, Baby girl. It belongs to all four of your daddies, fiancés, and soon-to-be husbands. If we decide to fill it until our child is growing inside of you, we will.” His grip tightens until it's more than a little uncomfortable, causing me to hiss from the pressure. Christian's stubble rubs against my cheek as his grip tightens again.
“Shall we show you how it could go if we really wanted to take it in turns to fill you?”
Fuck I want that.
“You promised,” I gasp as he tightens his hold on my wrist as I try to move, testing how he will react.
“You’re right, I did.” Christian’s teeth skate over the skin on my shoulder before he bites down, not hard enough to break the skin, but enough to shock a cry out of me. “But like I pointed out, I never promised not to be the one to restrain you so my brothers can do it for me.” He lifts his head and looks at Sean as I try to get out of his hold. “You got your knife?”
“Always,” Sean grins as he pulls his flip knife from his pocket. Christian chuckles as he removes his hand from between my legs.
“Cut them off.”
“What?” I explain as Sean looks at the knife in his hand and then grins at me.
“You heard me. Time for you to be naked.”
“Don’t cut them off!” I protest. “I’ll do whatever you ask.”
I can tell from Sean's face that he’s unsure if he believes me. But he looks at Christian and nods once.
“If she runs, I’ll get her.”
I freeze, waiting to see if Christian is going to loosen his hold on me, and for a moment, I don’t think he is until the iron grip he has on my wrists loosens slightly.
“Fine, but you know the rules, Sweetheart. You run, and we catch you, you are ours to do with as we please.”
“And if I do get away?” I ask as my heart starts to race, remembering the times I’ve gotten away and the guys have been my slaves for the day. But all hope is dashed when Christian's teeth graze my earlobe before he whispers.
“You won’t.”
I swallow deeply as he chuckles into my ear. I love it when he relaxes enough to play like this. It’s been a while since he has relaxed in any sense of the word. I want to keep him this way for as long as possible.
“Okay, Daddy. I’ll behave.” I look at Sean and can see how hard he is. His noticeable bulge showing from inside his sweats. He gives me a look I have named his “I want to see you on your knees choking on my cock,” look.
Christian’s grip on my wrists loosens further until I’m able to move my arms away from my chest and twist them to try and get some of the blood flow back. Sean holds out his hand for mine and helps me to my feet.
“What’s going on?” Jason asks as he walks into the room.
“Jasmine is about to learn a vital lesson,” Sean answers as I turn to Jason.
“Daddy is going back on his promise about not forcing me to have a baby as soon as we’re married,” I pout, pointing at Christian.
“No, we’ve been over this. My promise doesn’t cover your other men.”
“Well, in that case, I’ll just withhold sex. If you throw out my pills, I won’t let any of you sleep with me until I’m ready.” Crossing my arms over my chest, I act braver than I feel.
Excitement builds inside me as I think of all the ways the guys could take what they want. Christian and Jason share a look, and a smirk appears on Jason's face.
“Yeah, that’s not going to work, Jazzy,” he says, stalking towards me. I go to take a step back, but Sean blocks me. Jason stops at my front and reaches up to wrap my hair around his hand. Tugging it hard, he forces me to look at him as he grins. “We all know you couldn’t go more than a few days without begging for one of us to fuck you.”
“I’m sure I could find a way,” I reply, refusing to back down. “I managed just fine before I moved in here.” I cross my arms over my chest, desperate to appear bolder than I am. Jason looks me up and down whilst grinning.
“You did.” He takes a step forward, so I’m almost completely boxed in by Sean and him. I look to the side where Christian grins, watching the scene unfold. “But that’s because you had no idea how good we could make you feel.” His hand cups my aching pussy, and I know from the way he smiles that he can feel how hot and wet I am. “Now, you can’t even manage a few days without begging for our attention.” He takes hold of the strap of my top between his fingers and slowly lowers it, letting his knuckles gently rub along my skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. “Even when you deny it, we can tell what you need,” he whispers against my neck. “We can read your body like a book.”
“You really think so?” I try to sound confident, but my head instantly leans to the side to give him better access to my neck, showing him how badly I need him.
“Oh, I know so,” he chuckles as his fingers lightly graze against my side, causing my breath to catch. “Do you want to play, Angel?”
“Maybe,” I tease, taking a step closer so there is almost no space between us. “Maybe I want to do things my way.” Before he blinks, I jump from between him and Sean and rush towards the door.
“Oh, it’s on!” I hear Jason shout as I manage to dodge Christian, who has jumped over the back of the sofa. I know the three of them are going to be held up as they all try to get through the door at the same time. I’m laughing out loud as I run around the corner and hit a solid wall. A scream escapes as I almost hit the floor, only to be caught by Maximus.
“What the fuck?”
I try to run past him, but he holds on to me tight as Sean flies around the corner, quickly followed by the others.
“Is it playtime, Shorty?” Maximus asks, grinning down at me.
“No, let me go!” I yell, trying to escape him, but I have no chance.
“Not happening; you know the rules,” he smirks.
“You weren’t playing, it doesn’t count!” I scream as he knocks my legs from underneath me, dropping us both to the floor before straddling my waist.
“Oh, it counts,” Christian grins down as Maximus pins my arms above my head. Christian drops down and takes control of my hands. “Do you want to do the honours of getting her out of these clothes?”
Maximus grins down at me as he pulls his knife from his pocket.
“Do you all just walk around with knives in your pockets?”
“Yep,” all four answers together as Maximus flips the knife in his hand and brings it down to my top.
“You never know when it will come in handy,” Maximus grins, lifting the neckline of my vest top and cutting it before ripping the top in half. “Like now.”
“You gave me this set for Christmas!” I had hoped he would at least seem a little disheartened, but he winks at me instead.
“I know, and it will look so much better shredded on the floor instead of hiding your body from us all.”
Well, damn, there goes that argument. I wait for him to lift the knife away from the skin and start trying to wiggle my way out from under him and Christian.
“Stay still, Jazzy, otherwise, he may cut you.”
I freeze as my eyes find a grinning Jason standing over me.
“Anyone want to fill me in on what I missed?” Maximus asks as he moves so he’s sitting on my legs and starts shredding my shorts.
“Somebody tried to argue with their daddy about what he did and didn’t promise when it came to us getting her pregnant,” Sean answers as I glare at him.
“Please tell me her pills have been thrown out. I am so ready to impregnate her!” Maximus asks. I don’t miss how his eyes light up with the idea; he’s as bad as Christian.
“No! I’m not getting pregnant yet!”
If I’m being completely honest, every month, I’m a little disappointed when my period arrives. If I said the word, the guys would be more than happy for us to start trying, but I also want to wait. I want to be married when we try and not worrying if I’m pregnant whilst on our honeymoon. I won’t tell them I’m ready yet; this is more fun.
“I simply pointed out that although I promised I wouldn’t throw out her pills, it doesn’t mean I can stop you guys from doing it.”
“You said you would hold me down whilst they tried to get me pregnant!” I yell, trying desperately not to laugh.
“Yes, I did, and look where we are,” Christian grins, tightening his grip on my wrists as Maximus laughs. I shouldn’t find this as arousing as I do, but the thought of these four getting rough with me and taking what they want causes my pussy to flood.
“Shorty, you’re so wet, your panties are soaked,” Maximus grins, cutting through the last of the material of my underwear and shorts so I am left completely naked for them all. I try to clamp my legs closed, but he gets his hand between them and runs a finger through my lips. It takes everything in me not to moan, but he already knows how excited I am.
“Let her up,” Christian orders as he lets go of my wrists. Maximus grins while standing and helping me to my feet. The four of them surround me as I stand naked and aroused.
“Here's what will happen: you get four chances to run. Each time we catch you, one of us is going to fill that pussy, showing you how quickly we could get you pregnant if we wanted to,” Jason says.
“Four against one isn’t very fair,” I point out, putting my hands on my hips. I used to worry about being naked in the house with all the security cameras, but I know now that when everyone is home, and it's only Terry on duty, they are all off, which means no one can see what we get up to, which is usually a lot.
“Angel, it's always going to be four against one, so get used to it,” he smirks as the others laugh. Well, when he puts it like that, it is what I signed up for by being with them all.
“Then there should be rules,” I argue.
“What rules would you like?” Christian asks. His eyes are sparkling, and his mischievous grin always makes him seem younger and happier.
“Uhhh …” I try to think of something, but my mind comes up empty.
“Face it, Shorty, there are no rules. Now you have to the count of four to put some distance between us and you.” Maximus grins at his brothers, who all start counting together.
“One.”
I scream and spin on my toes, squeezing between Sean and Maximus.
“Two.”
Finally getting past them, I run towards Jason’s office, hoping to close the door behind me.
“Three.” I know they are all watching me. I can feel their eyes roaming up my body as I run naked through the house.
Grabbing the handle, I throw open the door as I hear them shout, “Four!” I scream as I jump into the room and lock the door, laughing as the handle rattles.
“You never learn!” I don’t get to gloat for long, though, as the door flies open and Sean rushes into the room before his brothers.
“How?” I don’t get to finish, as he takes advantage of my shock and tackles me to the floor.
“We learnt, Princess, and now we know how to unlock all doors from the outside.” Before I can argue, his mouth is on mine, and all coherent thoughts are lost for a moment.
Remembering I’m meant to be fighting this, I start to struggle underneath him, but Christian grabs my arms again.
“Do you really think you could stop me from putting a baby in you if I wanted to?” Sean chuckles as his hand goes between my legs. “You are so fucking wet and ready; you love to play, don’t you, Princess.”
“No,” I argue, but the moan that leaves me as he slides a finger on me gives it all away.
“No? So you don’t want me to do this?” he presses a second finger into me before rubbing my clit with his thumb. I open my mouth to argue, but a long moan escapes instead, making him grin down at me.
“Your body gives you away every single time,” he smiles as he removes his hand and releases his cock from his sweatpants. “So you don’t want this?” rubbing his head up and down between my clit and entrance, I shake my head, not trusting what noises will come out of my mouth if I open it.
“Remember, Princess. Say the word, and it all stops.” He’s giving me the chance to use my safe word, but I won’t. Instead, I shake my head as he grins. “That’s what I thought.”
With one thrust of his hips, Sean fills me as I cry out.
“That’s right, you can deny it all you want, but I can feel how wet and close you already are to coming on my cock.” He starts to grind into me as Christian finally lets go of my arms. “Are you going to be a good girl, Princess, and come for all your daddies tonight?”
“No!” I cry out, making Sean laugh.
“From the way your pussy is squeezing me, I think you're lying to not only your daddies but yourself as well.”
The noise that leaves me as he continues to rub his cock against every single button inside of me tells them all they need to know. I am fucking loving my life right now. Sean, like the others, knows what drives me wild and can have my orgasm in no time at all.
“Fuck, you are so close I can feel your walls vibrating,” Sean curses, reaching down and rubbing my clit as he starts going harder.
“How does she feel, Sean?” Maximus asks as I look up to find him grinning down at me.
“Like fucking heaven,” Sean answers as he gets harder and faster.
“Oh my god!” I cry out, gripping his body with my nails, knowing they are going to leave a mark.
“Fuck, you're crushing me,” Sean moans as he starts picking up speed. It doesn’t take long until all I can hear is the sound of our bodies slapping together as we both cry out through our orgasms. Not giving me a chance to catch my breath, Sean's mouth is on mine as he kisses me to the point I think I’m going to pass out.
When he finally pulls away, he grins down at me whilst pulling away.
“This time, you have until the count of three.” The others roar, laughing as I struggle to understand what he means.
“What?”
“One.”
Oh shit. I try to jump to my feet, but my body is too relaxed after the mind-blowing orgasm.
“Two.” Maximus is the closest, grinning at me as I finally reach my feet.
“Wait, that’s not-“
“Three.”
I scream as I turn to get away from him, but my legs aren’t quite working, and he catches me with ease.
“That was just too easy,” Maximus grins before his lips crash into mine. I know I’m meant to be fighting him, but fuck I want him so bad right now. Putting my arms around his neck, he lifts me so I can wrap my legs around his waist.
“Maybe I wanted you to catch me,” I tease as he carries me over to the wall.
“Oh, I know you did. You want me to fuck you until you think you can't take anymore, only to get fucked by my brothers.” My back slams against the wall, knocking the air out of my lungs.
Leaning against my body so I can't go anywhere, Maximus frees his dick and thrusts me onto it.
“Daddy!” I cry out as he fills me to the point it almost hurts.
“I’m going to fuck you hard and fast because I don’t think I can cope with how tightly you are squeezing my cock.”
Not holding back, Maximus keeps to his word and starts pounding into me; all I can do is hold on as I cry out through the pleasure.
“Fuck, Shorty.” His lips press against mine as I hold on for dear life. Maximus has been wild in bed recently, and he’s not holding back this time, either. I hear a bang in the room, followed by Christian cursing and the others laughing. Opening my eyes, I see them all sitting on the sofa with a drink, watching us as Christian moves a picture frame while keeping his eyes on me. Fuck I love it when they watch. Jason's eyes collide with mine, and I know from the way they darken that he will be next.
“Daddy, don’t stop,” I cry out as the pleasure becomes overwhelming, and I can't keep my eyes open anymore. Throwing my head back, I cry out as he grips my ass so tight I feel his nails cutting into the skin. My nails dig into his shoulders as I get closer and closer to my orgasm.
“Fuck, Shorty, come on my cock and take it all,” Maximus cries out as he finds his release at the same time as I fall apart around him.
“Daddy,” I gasp as I try to breathe, but there isn’t a part of me that isn’t overstimulated. I can feel him everywhere. Where he ends, the wall begins, and I know my back is going to be scratched up, and I don’t care.
“I fucking love you, Shorty.” Lifting my head from his shoulder, I look into Maximus’s eyes and smile. “You are perfect.” He kisses me slowly, this time as he lowers my feet to the floor and holds me close. “But I hope you can run because you have until the count of two.”
“What?” I snap, looking behind him, and Christian and Jason smirk at me.
“One.”
I don’t know why I even bother trying; there is nowhere to go. But I attempt to move to the left as Jason rushes forward.
“Two.”
I scream as Jason grabs me next to the desk, pinning me between him and the wood.
“Was it worth trying to run?” he whispers in my ear while taking the lobe between his teeth. “Did you like looking at me as your other Daddy fucked you?” he continues as his hand cups my pussy which is still contracting after my last orgasm. One sweep of his finger over my clit, and I cry out from the pleasure. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Jason steps back a little, giving me a bit more space. I use it to try and run but quickly realise that’s what he was hoping for. Grabbing my hand, he pulls me back to him and turns me so I’m facing the desk.
“Bend over, Angel.” I don’t have much choice as he places a hand in the middle of my shoulder blades and pushes. Leaning over me, he whispers in my ear again.
“Colour?”
“Green,” I whisper back. Jason presses a kiss to my cheek as his hands grip my hips and knock my legs apart to make room for him between them.
“That’s what I thought.” I barely get a second warning before he thrusts forward and impales me on his rock-hard cock. I cry out as my extremely sensitive body makes room for him.
“Look at me.” I lift my head the best I can as Christian stands in front of the desk while Jason fucks me from behind. “Do you see how easy it would be for us to get you pregnant if we wanted to? How we can take control and fill you with our sperm until your belly swells with our child.”
I can’t answer with more than a nod as Jason picks up the pace, and I cry out from the pleasure. I always become more sensitive after one or more of my men fuck me. Especially on nights like this when they aren’t being gentle.
“Fuck, you look so hot right now,” Christian curses as he rubs his bulge while watching Jason pound into me.
“She’s even fucking hotter from this side,” Jason growls through gritted teeth. The sting of his hand on my ass has me crying out.
“Do it again,” Christian orders. Jason slaps the other side, and both men moan as I cry out and come hard.
“Fuck, that sound,” Christian gasps as Jason slaps me a third time.
“Daddy!” I cry out as his hand lands for the fourth time, sending shockwaves to my core as a powerful orgasm rocks me.
“Fuck!” Jason roars behind me as he thrusts into me three times before emptying his release.
I can’t move; I’m spent. Leaning against the desk as I gasp for breath. My whole body is over-stimulated, so every touch, whether with an object or just the air, has me recoiling.
“Red,” I sigh across the wood.
Two strong arms wrap around me and pull me from the desk until I’m being held against a muscular chest. I see the rune tattoo and know it's Christian. He carries me over to the sofa and sits with me on his lap. My eyes close as my body becomes exhausted.
“Have you had enough, Sweetheart?”
“For now,” I nod into his chest. “Let me rest, and I will do anything you want,” I add, smiling at him.
“Anything?” he asks as someone drapes a blanket over my sticky, sweaty body. I realise I’m shivering, but I don’t think it's from the cold but from the overwhelming senses. I nod whilst pulling the blanket up to my neck as Christian tucks it around me.
“So if I told you to crawl and beg me to take you?”
“Give me five minutes, and I will happily beg for your cock.”
Christian shakes his head and uses my chin to ensure I am looking at him.
“You crawl for no one, not even us. You are our equal, the queen of our empire and nothing less would be acceptable.” The way he looks at me makes all feelings of exhaustion disappear. When he looks at me like I could rule the world after he hands it to me on a silver platter, I go weak at the knees, and my already soaking wet pussy, gets wetter.
Pushing off the blanket, I straddle his lap, thread my fingers into his hair and kiss him hard. His hands land on my hips as he pulls away, grinning.
“I thought you needed a break?”
“I need Daddy's cock in me, showing me how amazing he can make me feel.”
Christian lifts his hips and frees himself from his jeans.
“Then take what you need.” He breathes in through his teeth as I slowly lower myself down onto him, feeling the tip going deeper and deeper into my pussy. I start bouncing slowly on his cock, loving how he struggles not to throw me onto the sofa and take over.
Christian lets me take control, and it doesn’t take long until his head is leaning on the back of the sofa, his eyes closed, and I know he’s trying everything to stop himself from reaching his climax until I do. He loves to watch, so he will be close by the time I am all his.
“Daddy,” I cry out as the pressure builds inside me. I’m so close, but I’m struggling on top.
“I’ve got you, Baby.” Christian tightens his grip on my hips and thrusts up into me. He takes control but keeps me on top. We stay together, both rushing to our own release, before finding it and crying out together, my whole body becoming rigid, before slumping onto him, resting my head against his chest as we both try to catch our breath.
“Three months.”
Christian's eyes open, and he looks down at me.
“Until what?”
Sitting up, I look around at the others, each now dressed with a drink.
“Until the next production is cast. If I don’t get a lead, I will throw away my pills.”
“You going to let us put a baby in you, Jazzy?” Jason asks, walking towards me, picking up the blanket and placing it back over me. Christian helps me sit across his lap.
“In three months, IF I don’t get a lead in the next production. Then, I want to start trying.”
“I think that’s fair enough, Shorty,” Maximus grins as he leans in to kiss me.
“Me too,” Sean smiles. “We all know how hard you’ve been working, and we may joke about throwing your pills out, but I can promise you we wouldn’t do that.” He looks around at his brothers with raised brows. “Would we?”
Everyone shrugs before laughing as I roll my eyes and lean back into Christian, closing my eyes as he holds me and the blanket against him.
“It’s a good job. I know the truth,” I whisper as my eyes get heavy.
“And what's that, Sweetheart?” Christian whispers into my hair.
“That as much as you all try and pretend you control me, I’m the one with the final say.” Grinning to myself, I listen to them all trying to protest, but I can hear the truth in their playful tones. They will never make me do anything I don’t want to.