27. Dax
DAX
“Dax?” Wes called as my eyes fluttered open to see him leaning over me. “You good, shortcake? Why didn’t you tell me I was choking you too long?”
As he talked, my mind tried to tell me something else was going on, something that felt heavenly.
Then it registered that while I was passed the fuck out, someone was feasting on my ravaged pussy and ass.
Lifting my head slightly, I found Cam between my legs, where I now lay on the couch.
His eyes met mine as he continued his efforts, and I just flopped back, letting him do as he pleased.
“It’s fine, Wes. I knew exactly what I was doing. Pushing it to the edge like that makes the climax so much more intense. That’s why I blacked out. Not because of the no air part of things,” I assured him, reaching out to stroke his cheek. “That was fucking amazing, by the way.”
He leaned in and kissed the fuck out of me, needing to reassure himself that I was alright.
I let my fingers slide into his hair, holding him there so I could take what I needed as well.
Breaking the kiss, I cried out as Cam slid his tongue into my pussy, lapping at it, clearly not at all bothered by the fact two other men’s cum was in there.
“You good to keep going?” Wes asked, glancing at Cam, ready to tell him off if I said no.
I booped him on the nose, drawing his attention back to me. “I believe you’re the one who called me out for not being able to handle all my men at once. Two down, five to go, and I’m thinking going for an airtight moment might be fun.”
“Airtight?” Picasso asked, brushing a hand down my arm only to bring it back up and swirl a finger around my nipple.
“Mm-hmm, think about it for a sec,” I challenged. When he still looked confused, I chuckled. “A cock for each hole, plugging them up makes you ‘airtight.’”
Understanding flashed in his eyes, quickly followed by hunger to give it a try. “Then I claim that mouth of yours.”
“I want her pussy this time since I got it all nice and clean,” Cam announced.
“Seems I’ll claim her ass then,” Sprocket said as he took Weston’s spot next to me. “Do you want to be on your back or stomach?”
As I thought about that, Cam got to work lubing up my ass. I wasn’t going to question where he got the lube but knowing him, he probably packed it. “If I’m going to have one in my mouth, then I think stomach, better angle for deep throating and all that.”
Cam moved to the chaise part of the couch, giving us more room to work with. Reaching out for me, I crawled over and straddled his hips. “I have to ask, do those piercings add to your pleasure as much as it does for me?”
“Oh beautiful, I didn’t get it done for me even though they do offer some added stimulation. This was all about your pleasure, and I can tell from the excitement on your face it was well worth it,” Cam answered, kissing me deeply as I sank down on his pierced cock.
Each and every rung of the ladder hit so perfectly that I almost came right then and there. Shuddering, I rested my head in the crook of his neck, taking a few deep breaths. “Holy fuck, those are amazing.”
“We’re just getting started, little rebel,” Sprocket reminded me as he used his fingers to ensure I was loose enough for him. Then inch by delightful inch, he filled me.
A hand combed through my hair, encouraging me to lift it, and I found Picasso looking down at me with so much love and heat in his eyes.
Picasso wasn’t a man who was going to fuck me into a wall.
No, he liked to own me in a different way when we were together.
Yet he was willing to find his place amongst all these alpha men who like to run the show when we fucked.
“Open that sassy mouth of yours, spitfire,” Picasso instructed.
Licking my lips, I offered myself to him and he shifted closer, so I didn’t have to strain getting to him.
The three of them started off at an easy pace.
Even though I was primed and ready to go, it was still a lot to coordinate three people that worked best. Cam and Sprocket found their alternating rhythm while Picasso matched Sprocket’s tempo.
My mind was lost in the haze of pleasure, overloaded with sensations.
Between the three of them, I came twice before they found their completion.
I swallowed Picasso’s cum down as he trapped my head to his body, grunting his release.
Then he freed me to breathe once more as he moved back, pulling out of my mouth.
Sprocket sped up, roaring as his fingers bruised the skin on my hips as he came.
This was quickly followed by Cam, who pulled me down so he could bite deep enough into the skin between my neck and shoulder that he broke the skin.
We both came at that moment, the pain and pleasure doing me in as he knew it would.
Last time, I’d made the rule he couldn’t make the others uncomfortable with his penchant for knives and blood play, but this time I hadn’t bothered.
Eventually, they were all going to see that side of him, and apparently, they were going to get a taste of it now.
The feel of Cam’s tongue lapping over the wound as he tasted my blood was oddly intimate.
“To taste you again after so long makes everything worth it,” Cam whispered in my ear before placing a soft kiss over the bite. “I will never be able to tell you how grateful I am that you took me back after I failed you that day.”
Sprocket kissed down my back as he pulled out, oblivious to what was going on between Cam and me.
Once he moved off me, I sat up so I could look down at Cam, his eyes searching my face as if he was worried he’d see something that told him I was upset.
Instead, I cupped his face and kissed him, tasting the tang of blood on his tongue.
This wasn’t something I would allow just anyone to do, but it was right for the two of us.
Our souls were bound with blood and pain.
No matter how I fought the connection, it was never going to leave, so I might as well just accept it.
We were different people now, but in a way, we’d grown up and become an even better match.
“I love you, Cameron Black. I always have, but I wasn’t willing to admit it to myself, let alone you, after what happened,” I answered. “We weren’t ready for the love we had for each other, but now we are. So let’s leave the past where it lies and try to move forward.”
“Couldn’t have said it better, beautiful,” Cam agreed, giving me another kiss as he sat up with me still in his lap. “Well, Eagle, Void, where do you want her?”
Void walked over and plucked me out of Cam’s arms. “Little demon, I think you could use some fresh air, don’t you think?”
Confused, I let him shift me, so I was clinging to him like a koala as he stepped out on the small balcony that looked out over the city.
The summer air blew around us, ruffling my hair as I rested my head on his shoulder.
The night sky was pitch black and with the city lights, we couldn’t really see the stars I knew were up there.
The sounds of cars honking and people shouting settled me, having been away from the city feel since meeting the guys and spending time out on the compound.
“Now, Eagle and I are going to hold you between us as we fuck you out here,” Void explained as he shifted me to slide his cock into my well-used pussy.
“I want the world to know who owns this body of yours and it’s us.
No matter what else happens, that is a truth that will never change.
You belong to the seven of us, little demon. ”
Eagle stepped up, kissing my neck as he felt for the entrance to my ass.
He slid in easier now that Sprocket had loosened me up, making me sigh at the fullness I could never get enough of.
I leaned back into Eagle as he brought his hand up to play with my tits.
Being an exhibitionist hadn’t been a kink I’d dabbled in since leaving Cam, but it seemed to be one these men enjoyed under the right conditions.
“That’s it, little hellcat. Let us take good care of you,” Eagle murmured. “We’ll fuck you so good that you’ll fall right to sleep. I know you haven’t been getting enough rest with all the worries going on in that brilliant mind of yours.”
I hummed my agreement as they started to move slowly, taking their time as if we had nowhere else in the world to be but right here, at this moment.
Void dipped his head to take one of my nipples in his mouth, leaving the other for Eagle to play with.
My moans were swept away on the breeze as my men fucked me with love and devotion, soothing my body after being ravaged by the others.
This was exactly how every orgy should end, a reminder that with all that happened up until now, it was love that pulled us all together.
Void paused when he saw the mark on my neck from Cam, but I cupped his face and pulled him to me for a kiss. “It’s fine, big guy,” I murmured. “This is something that might happen from time to time, but I’ve allowed it.”
Void grunted and pulled me to his chest as he sped up his thrusts.
Eagle caught on and moved to match his speed, sending me flying into a screaming climax that might send the cops running if they could hear it.
The feeling of being sandwiched between these two powerful men as they took what they needed from me was addicting.
I might be able to bring crime lords to their knees, demanding respect, but for these men, I would happily allow myself to surrender to their wishes.
In the end, it always brought us moments like this, filled with love and trust, something I never thought possible in my life.
Together we came clinging to each other as we moaned, panted, and shuddered as we climaxed.