Chapter 11
ZANE
SUCK THE STRIPES OFF HIS CANDY CANE
I could lose myself here, staring at two of the three loves of my life wrapped around each other, moving like they were made to be one.
The way their bodies fit together has my cock throbbing with need, and I am way past the point of impatience.
I step forward, my hand finding Phoenix’s shoulder, and he immediately stiffens beneath my touch.
He knows exactly what it is that I want without a single word being spoken, and he rises from his position, then stands at my side.
The moan that spills from Shiloh’s perfectly kissed lips is all the confirmation I need to know that she is all in.
Her confession was like a punch straight to my battered heart, and I know how hard it must have been for her to put herself out there like that.
Rejection isn’t fun for anyone, but rejection doesn’t exist where Shiloh Fox is concerned.
We love her.
It's that simple.
And tonight, I intend to show her just how much she’s missed out on.
“You’ve haunted us, Little Doll,” I say, moving toward the wooden support beam on the other side of the room.
My fingers hook beneath the string of Christmas lights wrapped around it, and with one sharp pull, the entire strand comes free.
Bulbs rattle together softly, their glow sputtering out under the force of my grip.
“You’ve teased us,” I continue, gathering the broken string of lights and coiling it around my palm.
I turn back to face her, and catch her wide, luminous eyes, entranced by me, before dropping to the makeshift rope in my hand.
Yep, that's right, baby. This is happening.
Her pulse is fluttering at the base of her throat, and the anticipation swimming in her expression is almost enough to completely unravel me.
“You have no idea just how long we’ve wanted you.
” I take a slow step forward, and then another, letting the air between us stretch and thrum with tension.
“How it felt to be in the same room as you. To breathe your air, and to get close enough to imagine what you taste like.” By the time the last word leaves my lips, I’m right in front of her, relishing in the way her breath stutters.
My hand lifts to her jaw, tilting her face up slightly, and my lips brush against the shell of her ear as I lean in, breathing in the sweet, addictive, floral scent that is uniquely hers, one that I could almost drown in.
“Little Doll,” I growl, the words sinking into her skin.
“You have no fucking idea what it’s done to us…
wanting you for this long. Loving you so deeply from afar,” I murmur, trailing my tongue along the line of her jaw, just enough to feel her quiver beneath my breath.
I hover over her perfect fucking mouth, gazing into her blue irises.
“And when we break you,” I lean in closer, taking her lip between my teeth, wanting nothing more than to claim her right here, right fucking now.
“We won’t leave you in pieces, baby. We’re binding you to us.
Gluing our pieces together until we are one, because there’s no fucking way this doesn’t end in forever. It’s always been you.”
Our mouths collide in a frantic kiss, a desperate clash of years buried in longing. She meets me with the same wild urgency, fingers curling in my hair like she’s afraid that I’ll disappear if she lets go.
I drag a hand down her arm slowly, feeling the tremble that runs through her when I reach her wrist. I wrap my fingers around it, not roughly, but firm enough that she knows exactly what’s about to happen.
I pull back, just enough to take her in, our mouths still brushing, and I can feel her pulse thundering beneath my thumb.
“Easy, baby,” I whisper, lifting her wrist between us.
“This is far from over.” I straighten, pulling her up with me as I move, her skin practically glowing beneath the flickering fire, and the hundreds of other Christmas lights Jovi hung around the place.
“Axl, baby. Come here,” I say, and he moves without hesitation. I note the way his heated, hazel-green gaze locks on Shiloh as he steps in beside us. “You’ve been such a good boy, haven’t you?” I ask, my tone threaded with the authority he always craves from me.
His lips twitch, a hint of a smile threatening to surface, but it’s gone before it can take shape. His chiseled jaw flexes, and he squares his shoulders, waiting for me to give his next order. My eyes follow each of his movements before flicking back up to meet his gaze.
“Yes, Sir,” he finally answers, his voice a little rough, but you could sense his eagerness and the barely contained need to be with us from a mile away.
I pull Shiloh closer, then spin her around until her back is pressed against my bare chest. The feel of her skin is intoxicating, and I do my best to stay focused and not fuck her senseless right here.
I trail a hand up her body, savoring the feel of her soft skin beneath my palm.
She arches, showing me just how affected she is by my touch.
Then, I grip her wrist, wrapping my fingers around it and pulling it behind her with firm, unhurried precision that makes her breath catch.
She doesn’t resist as I take her other wrist, guiding it behind her.
She's surrendering herself to me.
To us.
The broken string of lights hangs from my hand, and I start to loop the cord around her wrists, each wrap dragging across her smooth, delicate skin.
“Perfect,” I murmur, cinching the last loop tight enough that she feels that this is so much more than us claiming her. We are marking this moment into her skin, and she’s going to enjoy every fucking second of it.
I drag my knuckles down the side of her arm, letting the tension ripple between all our bodies. “Do you want to taste him, Little Doll?” I ask, smiling a little because I can almost hear Axl’s gulp from where I’m standing.
He’s so fucking gone for this woman.
“Yes,” she says, her voice all breathy like, but it just won’t do. I grip the back of her head, my fingers biting into her hair as I whisper in her ear.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Daddy. Please let me taste him. I don’t want to waste any more time. Let me make him feel good.” Devil woman.
She knows exactly what she’s doing, but I won’t fucking argue.
The truth is, this woman could own me however she wants, but we both know she likes it like this.
“Good girl,” I whisper into the crook of her neck, and I don’t miss the shiver that rolls through her body at my praise.
“Now, get on your knees and suck his fucking cock like the greedy little slut you are.” I take a step back and flick my gaze to Axl.
His eyes are wide as hell, burning with raw, restless hunger, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this turned on before.
I move closer to him, letting my hands brush against his muscular back because I am desperate to feel his warmth.
Shiloh lowers to her knees, and I drink in the sight of her before my lover, committing this image to memory.
I wrap my arms around Axl’s torso, flattening my palms across his abs, then trailing them lower to unbutton his jeans for her.
He’s so fucking beautiful like this. When he’s completely lost in the haze of want and desire, it only makes him come alive, and he's never looked more perfect.
“Do you want your brother to fuck her while she sucks you, baby? Do you want me to fuck you while your thick cock is in her mouth?” I whisper into his ear, and the whine that escapes his needy lips makes my balls throb, and I can feel the pre-cum forming at the tip of my rock-hard cock.
I need them.
Every fierce, devoted, impossible part of them.
It feels like the whole world has finally narrowed to the only place I have ever belonged.
Here, like this… with them.
Phoenix’s large hands meet either side of my shoulders, kissing a trail across the ink on my back. I reach a hand around and grip tightly to his hip, pulling him into me. His hard cock twitches against my ass, and I can't wait any longer. I need to fuck.
Now.
I spin around and slam my mouth to Phoenix’s, our tongues dancing together as our hands move frantically over our bodies, unbuttoning each other’s jeans with greedy fingers.
“Ohmyfuckinggod. Your mouth feels so good sucking my cock. But, have you been eating peppermint, Snow Angel, because goddamn?” Axl moans, and the sweet sound of Shiloh slurping and sucking Axl’s dick springs Phoenix and me into action.
“I want you to fuck her, baby,” I breathe out. “I want you to own her fucking pussy while I fuck your brother.”