16. Sixteen
Sixteen
Sabrina
Ghost pulls me into an embrace, his strong arms wrapping around me so tightly, I have to wiggle for him to ease up. Flame and Ruckus quickly follow, enveloping me in a cocoon of warmth and safety.
“I can’t tell you how excited I am,” Ghost says, his breath ruffling my hair. “Whatever you need, I’m here.”
Flame’s hand finds mine, squeezing gently. “We’re here.”
Ruckus nods, his cheek pressed against my temple. “We’ll figure it out. But we might need to keep things quiet for a few weeks.”
I pull back slightly, looking at each of them. “Take the time you need.”
Ghost’s thumb brushes my cheek. “Once we secure our promotion, and the old guard retires, there will be less scrutiny. It’s basically a given at this point.”
“Another reason to celebrate,” I say.
Ghost chuckles. “Still can’t believe I knocked you up the first time I had sex.”
It all makes sense. His nerves. His need to make sure I was ready to come. And the really quick release. Wow.
Flame punches his arm. “Guess that explains why you blew your load so quickly.”
Bold of him to point that out. Ruckus shifts nervously while we laugh at Ghost’s reveal.
Flame’s eyes sparkle with mischief. “Which is the perfect segue to my confession.” He pauses. “I’m still a virgin. And I’d like to change that with my Babygirl.”
Ruckus clears his throat. “Seriously?”
“Don’t bust my balls about it. Ghost was too up until—”
“I’m not bustin’ anyone’s balls. I’m in the same boat. And I nominate myself to have sex next—when you’re up to it, Sabrina, since you and Flame already had your time together when you promised you wouldn’t.”
I can’t help but chuckle at the sense of power as I hold all the cards and will quickly be the most experienced one in the room. “Alright, Ruckus. You’re next, but only if you promise not to shoot cum in my eyes.”
“Your eyes are safe.” Ruckus extends his hand, mocking a contractual handshake.
I play along and take his hand. “We shook on it. You’re bound by a gentleman’s agreement. And since you all were so eager to get me something, I could use an orgasm for stress relief. Might as well kill two birds with one stone.”
Ruckus winces slightly. “Let’s not talk about stones and my cock in the same context.”
Before I can respond, they strip me first and then themselves, all except for Ghost’s long-sleeve shirt.
Ruckus grabs a duvet and carries me to the kitchen table. The other two move the table runner that’s printed with frolicking reindeer out of the way then fold the duvet and cover the table. Ruckus sits me onto it, and while I’m grateful for the soft landing, I’m curious about the location.
“We’re going to… on the table?”
He grins. “Nothing says celebration like a feast.” He kisses my lips then slowly trails his lips and tongue down my body, igniting a fire in his wake. Ghost and Flame ease me back as Ruckus makes his way onto my thighs.
Their hands caress me, their mouths take turns finding mine in hungry, passionate kisses. I’m overwhelmed with sensation.
I can’t get over doing this on the table. “We’ll need to disinfect—”
“Only if you soak the blanket.”
Oh my gosh. What if I do? What if I squirt onto the carpet? Do they have a carpet shampooer?
Ruckus weaves his kisses between my thighs, getting me out of my head, then positions my feet on the edge of the table. “Best fucking spread I’ve ever set my eyes on.”
His hot breath finds my most intimate place. My heart flutters as my three stepbrothers claim me.
My hands grope blindly at Flame and Ghost, eager to touch any part of them I can.
But my heart flutters are quickly replaced by skipped beats as Ruckus’ tongue finds my clit and I’m lost in a wave of pleasure.
I’m shocked that I tumbled over the edge so quickly, my body tensing as I chase my release. Ruckus devotes himself to helping me find every ounce of pleasure while the other two keep my mouth and breasts stimulated.
My hands flail uselessly as I try to grab him. Too many people in the way. “I need you inside of me.”
He kisses up my thigh then grabs my legs, lifting them onto his chest as he nudges his cock against my entrance. Shifting my head to the side, away from kisses for a moment, I lock eyes with him, he’s in pure ecstasy as he slowly eases into me.
“Sabrina.” His voice is ragged. “You feel so good.”
He thrusts slowly and deliberately. Ghost and Flame continue to kiss and caress me, their touches adding to the intensity of the moment. I’m lost in the connection between us, not just physical, but emotional.
That’s what’s the most erotic to me, the bond. It tightens the knot inside of me. I’m not sure how long I’ll last, despite just having an orgasm. I thought there was supposed to be recharge time or something. Check that off.
I’m about to come again.
Ruckus’ movements become more urgent, his breath coming in quick gasps. I can feel his body tensing, his release imminent. “I’m sorry. I can’t stop.” With a deep groan, his body strains to fill me.
I’m so fascinated by watching him, I’m left teetering on the brink, my orgasm just out of reach.
Flame, noticing my need, moves Ruckus out of the way and positions himself at my entrance. He looks at me, his green eyes filled with desire. “Babygirl,” he says, his voice barely a whisper. “I’ve dreamed of this moment, claiming you as my first.”
“I’m all yours, Daddy.”
He winks and slides into me, officially having sex for the first time.
Ghost and Ruckus comment on the nickname but I’m lost in the look on Flame’s face—the blissful disbelief, his eyes barely able to stay open. “Oh god,” he gasps. “This feels… incredible.”
The bond between us deepens with each thrust.
Ghost and Ruckus stand, leaving me wanting until I realize Ghost removes his shirt.
He’s letting me see him. I slowly trail my gaze up his arms, chest, and then to his face, hoping he’ll be able to leave the scars behind, just as my gaze does. I smile softly.
He nods then shifts his gaze to Ruckus. They fist their cocks.
“You think we can all come at the same time?” Ghost asks.
“You better be fast because her pussy is better than anything I ever dreamed. So fucking hot.”
Ruckus drops his hand to his balls. “Grab my cock, Sabrina.”
I guess if I can be ready that quickly, so can he. I do as he asks, and Ghost wraps my other hand around his shaft.
“Let’s hose her down.” Flame shifts his hips, stroking slowly while we all fall into a rhythm. “I’m going to protect you forever. I love you, Babygirl.”
“I’m here for you no matter whose baby you have first. I love you,” Ruckus says.
Ghost adds, “I’ve loved you for too long. It’s about time we finally admit it.”
“I love you too.” I blow a kiss to Ghost then Ruckus, but as I blow a kiss to Flame, his lower jaw juts out, his eyes fall shut, and his grip tightens around my legs.
He’s falling apart. It’s incredible to watch, but it’s too much to resist. My orgasm drags me over the edge, where I can’t tell the boundaries between his body and mine. Where I can’t think about anything but how perfect we are.
Deafening growls accompany his release filling me with warmth, and splats from either side coat my body.
And finally those checklists, fade away, leaving me with only one concern—embracing the moment with my stepbrothers.
They may have hosed me down, but the spark they’ve ignited can never be put out.