9. EVERLEE - ALARM COCK
EVERLEE - ALARM COCK
My stomach clenches and my hips grind as my eyes fight the sleep away. Blinking a few times, I try to focus, but the room is too dark. However, I’m greeted by something else.
“Good morning,” a voice whispers.
Knox.
Looking down my body and between my legs, Knox has his chin perched on my thigh.
Struggling to stay awake, I search the room for any clue about the time, but the closed curtains block any signs of light.
“What time is it, Knox?”
“I don’t know.
“Is it even morning?”
“Well, it’s in the AM.” He chuckles. “I just got home from dropping your brother and Will at the airport a little bit ago. Took a shower and found you in here looking so sweet, so I wanted a taste.”
That would put it somewhere around six in the morning.
“Speaking of…” He dips his head back down and swipes his tongue across my clit.
Moaning out his name, I slide my fingers into his hair and grip, letting my eyes close while I let myself indulge.
His tongue presses in at the same time he lifts my legs and ass off the bed.
“Knox.”
“I got you, baby girl.” He gives a quick lick up, then pulls back. “You taste like heaven and I’m putting a baby in you today.”
My stomach tightens. It’s taken longer than I hoped, but I guess it’s to be expected. I just need to trust that things happen for a reason, so when we’re meant to have kids, it will happen. And until then, we can explore all the many ways to try.
Knox’s mouth latches onto my clit as he sucks and licks, pushing my orgasm closer and closer. There’s a slight shuffle on the bed and a second later, he’s pressing something at my opening.
“Knox?”
When I hear a click and the once familiar hum, I know it’s the green monster. It’s been several months since I’ve used him. And while part of me misses the idea of our connection, the men have more than satisfied me in every way possible.
As if hearing my thoughts, Knox answers, “I charged him up for you. Poor guy was dead.” He pushes him in, watching as my pussy stretches and swallows him inside. There’s something that makes me so hot having him watch it disappear inside of me. The green monster moves, hitting on all of my spots.
Knox lowers me back to the bed and rubs his tongue over my clit.
“Knox,” I pant out.
My head presses into the back of the bed while my back arches towards the ceiling as he pulses the green monster in and out. Knox plants kisses up my stomach, along my ribcage, then takes my left breast into his mouth. He nibbles on my nipple causing a tingle shoots straight to my core.
“I can’t wait to press my cock so deep inside of you, then load you full of my come,” he growls out against my chest as he moves to the other nipple.
“I don’t know what you’re waiting for.” Running my fingers through his hair, I grip and lift his head. “Seriously.” I set my eyes on his and dip my chin.
A mischievous smile tugs at his lips. “Well, then. What me lady wants, me lady shall get,” he says with an accent.
He always knows how to make me laugh, but with the green monster working me closer to my orgasm, it sounds like a strangled cat. “Me lady?” I pant out, fists grabbing the sheet.
“We have the shamrock shake at Vixen tonight, so I’m working on me Irish.” He pulls the green monster out and tosses it across the room. “I can’t have your pussy pulsing around anything else but my cock, lil’ lass.”
“This is going to be an all-day thing, isn’t it?”
“You have no idea.”
“You’re Kn-Knox!” He punches his cock into me, sending my ass up the bed and causing my eyes to pulse for a second. The green monster is big, but damn it. Knox fills me completely.
“What were you saying?” He lowers his head, his lips inches from mine.
“You’re Kn-Knox!” I scream out again as he pulls out and punches back in again.
“I love when you yell my name out.” He slides his hands under my back and rolls us, so I’m on top of him. “And this is my favorite position because I love to watch you ride me.”
“You just like to watch my boobs bounce.”
“That too.” He winks. “Now, ride me.”
“Are you a four-leaf clover?” I quirk my eyebrow at him. “Because you’re getting lucky.” I’m laughing and shaking my head before I can even finish. Why? Why did I give in to his quirks?
“Yes!” He pumps this fist in the air and shoots off the bed, pressing his chest against mine. “I fucking love you.”
I can’t stop laughing as Knox plants kisses all over my neck, lips, jaws, and chest. He leans back and thrusts wildly while his finger plays with my clit.
“Knox,” I whimper, grinding onto his cock and against his finger.
“You’re so wet. You’re dripping down my cock.”
My body feels electric right now as jolts shoot through me, from my toes to my fingers.
Knox’s hand wraps around the back of my head before his lips crash to mine and his tongue pushes in.
No! I try to push him away. “Kn-”
He doesn’t let me. The way his hips move, like an ocean wave, is sending my orgasm closer and closer to the edge, but I can’t fucking concentrate because all I can think about is that he’s kissing me with minty breath and I have funky troll breath.
“Knox.” I push him away hard enough to get his name out.
“What?” he pants.
“I can’t kiss you.”
“You just were,” he says, hips not slowing down.
“You know why.”
“So worried.” He leans back in, but I turn my head so he kisses my cheek. Without missing a beat, he bites my neck and sucks. Hard. He’s trying to leave a mark.
I love it. My nipples get harder, if that’s possible, and my core tightens.
He bites and sucks one more time, letting my moans guide him, before he pulls out and flips me over so I’m on my hands and knees. He presses in and I feel him deep inside of my belly, the ache that turns from pain to pleasure each time he pushes in.
My head hangs low to the bed as I let him pound into me. He’s so deep, it’s like he’s trying to shoot his come straight into my ovaries.
His hand slides around to my clit, circling and pinching.
“We’re going to come together,” he pants, chest pressed to my back. “I’ve heard that if you come when I do, your orgasm pushes my little baby makers along.”
“That’s a rumor.”
“I don’t care. I want to put a baby in you.”
“Put a baby in me, Knox.”
With that, he pushes in deep and I see stars. “Damn.”
His finger moves with precision, coaxing my orgasm out of me like he’s in a race.
“Knox. I’m about to…” I can’t even say the word because my body loses control.
He stops moving his finger, grabs both of my hips and unleashes. His angle changes and he’s hitting a new spot, and that’s it. It’s all I need.
“Come for me, baby,” he commands.
My orgasm tears through me, and a second later, Knox screams out.
“Milk my cock, baby.”
“Damn.” His words send needy little pulses through my body.
His thrusts slow, but his cock still pulses inside of me.
“Hold on,” he warns a second before his arms grip my thighs and he’s lifting my ass into the air.
Nearly being turned on my head, I scream out as I scramble to avoid face planting on the bed. “What are you doing?”
“Making sure none of it comes out.”
“What in the fuck is going on in here?” Jax asks from the door.
When I try to turn to find him, my arms give out and I face plant.
“I’m putting a baby in her.”
Jax stalks across the room at the same time Emmett and Callum walk through the door, laughing.
“Will you put her down? You’re going to break her neck.”
“No, I’m not,” Knox defends, swatting at Jax with one hand while Jax tries to remove his grip from my thighs.
“Knox. I’m going to count to three.”
“Lies.”
“I’m not lying. Put her down or I will make you.”
“You never get to three. That’s the lie. You always say I’m going to count to three, but you never do. You always act at two. It’s like you never learned to count past two.” Knox lets me go just as Jax raises his hand.
“Were you boys up, or did we wake you?” I ask.
“Cal and I were up. I fixed breakfast for Will and Becks before they left.” Emmett smiles and looks at Jax. Something has changed between them. There’s a… calmness, maybe? It hasn’t been there before. Whatever it is, it makes me happy.
Callum sits on the corner of the bed, tucking his ankle under his knee. “Having a good morning, love?”
“It’s getting better,” I say, rolling onto my back. Even though Jax is watching Knox to make sure he doesn’t lift my ass in the air again, Knox still manages to rest my legs on his, so they’re raised slightly.
“ I-rish you were all here earlier…” Knox pauses for comedic effect.
“Fuck me. It’s St. Patrick’s day.” Jax lets out a heavy sigh.
“Oh stop. You know you want to get lucky,” Knox continues with a huge grin spread across this face, giving me a wink.
Jax slow blinks like he’s trying not to lose his shit and all I can do is smile and reach out for him. I’m the luckiest woman in the world to call these men mine.
He brings my hand to his mouth and brushes a kiss across my knuckles.
Emmett crawls onto the bed and curls in beside me. He smells like Jax. Nestling my nose against his neck, I give him a quick kiss on his throat, breathing in their combined scents, then let my body relax.
“I’m going to check on the pups and then I’ll be back,” Jax says.
“I’ll be back,” Knox mocks in a low voice.
Jax cuts his eyes, but doesn’t say anything.
“I already did. I’ve let them out and fed them,” Callum says, sliding out of his shoes and unbuckling his pants.
A yawn sneaks up on me, and I cry out in frustration. “No. No yawn. I’m not tired.”
The men laugh. “You’re exhausted. I can see it in your eyes.” Callum nods at me.
“But.”
“No, buts. We’ll give you a proper Irish morning at a more reasonable hour,” Callum asserts, leaving no room for discussion.
“I love yous.” Letting my head fall to my pillow, I pull the comforter up to my chin.
“We love you too,” Jax chuckles as he walks across the room.
Sleep pulls hard at me. I want to stay up and please them and be pleased by them, but it’s like the sandman is dumping truckloads of sand on my eyelids, burying me.
Knox’s arm wraps around my chest, pulling me towards him so my back is touching his chest.
Seconds later, I’m floating.
Damn it.
I forgot to pee.
Darkness.