Chapter 24 - Wren
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
WREN
Dios mio! Did I enjoy that? Was he kidding me right now? Did he not witness what that had done to me?
How was it possible that choking someone during sex could heighten an orgasm to that extreme?
Licking my lips, I turn my head to him, realizing he’s holding me sideways in his lap.
He’s still dressed, but his shirt is open a bit more than usual, so I reach out and run my fingers through the smattering of hair on his chest, which I can’t get enough of.
“Wren?”
Glancing up at him, I see a hint of worry on his face and realize I never answered his question. Unable to remember exactly what he asked me, I decide to tell him how I feel. “That was unexpected. I definitely enjoyed it.”
His face relaxes, and he kisses the side of my temple as I continue to play with his hair.
After a minute, Pete clears his throat. “Not to break up this cuddle or anything, but we have about thirty minutes left, and I was hoping to spread Wren out on this table and fuck her through another orgasm before we dock.”
“Jesus Pete,” Elias says in exasperation.
“What?” Pete asks innocently, making me grin at him. “Wren is a rare commodity, so if I need to be a little blunt to get what I want, I’m willing to do that.”
“Well, you had sex with her this morning. I think Dex or Jagger should get a turn,” Elias says, surprising me.
“What?!” Pete says in outrage. “But it was my idea!”
“I’m pretty sure Sly is the one who first mentioned laying me out on the table,” I correct him with a smirk.
“Alright, I’m game!” Dex says, rubbing his hands together excitedly as he jumps up and steps around Pete’s chair toward me.
He doesn’t hesitate to lift me right up out of Sly’s lap and sit me back on the table.
Before I can say anything, he grabs my face and kisses me.
It’s abrupt, but it only takes a few seconds before his large tongue is gently nudging its way into my mouth and making me melt against him.
He has this sort of languid way of kissing that turns me all gooey in his arms.
He pulls back, and whatever he sees in my face has him grinning, big and wide and a little crazy, just the way I like it.
“Okay, boys! You heard Sly,” he says as he gently pushes me to my back. “Pick a limb and hold her down.” My eyes widen as I realize what he has planned. He starts to pull off his cargo pants and boxers, before his shirt joins them on the floor.
I take a moment to enjoy the sight of him, his large chest covered in tattoos, his broad shoulders, and that perfect V that points to the main attraction.
I reach for him, but someone grabs my arm and presses it to the table.
I glance up and find Jagger’s smoldering eyes boring into me.
He lifts my arm to kiss my fingers before pressing it back to the table and holding it there.
Someone grabs my other arm, and I find Pete there, wagging his eyebrows up and down at me as he holds my arm down.
Elias and Sly do the same with my legs, although they are draped over the edge of the table.
They spread them apart further, giving Dex more room, before holding them tightly with both their hands.
Dex steps up, holding his hard cock, and leans over me, letting it rub through my wet folds. I always find it such a turn on when they lube themselves up with my own arousal. I moan when he nudges my clit, which makes him grin like a madman.
He continues a few torturously slow thrusts, which helps to not only get my body heated again, but makes me wetter as my body gets ready for his massive cock. He was definitely the biggest of all of them in girth, and I knew it’d be a tight stretch, but I could take it. I was made for him.
Literally.
I no longer believe that I met them all by coincidence.
We fit together too perfectly. The only way that’s possible is if it’s fate.
I know fated mates or soul mates are just a fairy tale concept used in fictional books and movies, but the idea had to come from somewhere, didn’t it?
I’m sure of it. Maybe they are extremely rare, and maybe some people don’t even know what they have.
But I do.
I know I’m lucky enough to find my five soulmates in this life, and I plan to never take that for granted.
“I love you,” I whisper, my emotions feeling heightened from my train of thoughts and my current level of arousal. “All of you,” I add, making sure they know I’m talking to all of them.
They return the words, and my body feels as if it’s humming in approval as Dex pulls back and, without any warning, slowly pushes into me. I cry out as my hands try to reach for him, but they’re held firmly by Jagger and Pete, and that knowledge just makes me even hotter.
I open my eyes, wanting to take in the sight of being surrounded and touched by all five of my men at once. Their eyes roam my body. Elias’s eyes are glued to my chest, watching it bounce with each thrust from Dex.
Jagger watches my face, his eyes lighting up each time a moan or whimper escapes. Pete grins, his eyes dancing everywhere, as if he doesn’t know where to look. Sly’s gaze is fixated on where Dex and I are joined, his fingers tightening each time Dex thrusts into me.
And Dex, he’s staring at my face, watching me react to his movements.
“Harder!” I beg when he continues his slow, torturous pace.
He laughs, his smile wide and a little unhinged. “I see why Sly enjoyed doing this so much now. Keeping you on edge, begging for more… It’s hot.”
“Dex!” I whimper. He’s supposed to be the nice one, giving me what I want. He’s only been going for a few minutes, and I’m already desperate to come. “Please? Let me come?” I beg, trying to give him my best pout.
“Oh damn, I can’t deny you anything,” he grits out, making me smile up at him. That seems to convince him, as his thrusts double their strength. I’d go flying across the table if it wasn’t for all the hands holding me down.
“Dex!” I cry, my back arching as he moves faster.
“Touch her,” Sly suddenly commands, and Pete and Jagger instantly reach out to tug on my nipples. Jagger’s movements are more caressing and teasing while Pete pinches and flicks.
“Dios mio!” I cry, my back arching as my body tries to squirm away, unsure if this is torture or pleasure.
Sly reaches between Dex and me, pressing his thumb to my clit and rubbing it in slow circles.
“Fuck, baby,” Dex grits out from above me. “You’re so goddamned perfect. I can’t hold back.”
“Don’t,” I whisper back between moans.
“I need you to come,” he tells me just as Sly pinches my clit.
I start to scream out through my release, but Jagger silences me with a kiss.
I let him take control, unable to do much but let my body succumb to the orgasm as it rolls through me, lighting up every part of me.
Knowing they’re all there, touching me, restraining me, as Dex grunts out his own release, sends me into a second orgasm.
“Fuck,” Dex grits out from above me. “She’s coming again.”
“Lucky bastard,” Pete tells him as my body twitches and convulses under their touch. It feels like it takes forever until all the tension drains from me. My body melts into the table, my eyes closing as I come down from such powerful orgasms.
But that’s the way they always were. I’m not sure if that’s normal, or just the way it is with these men, but I have a feeling it’s the latter.
I think only a few seconds have passed, but I feel like I’m waking up, or dreaming. A warm pressure is building again in my core, and when I try to blindly reach for Dex, I find I can’t move my arms.
I moan, opening my eyes to find Elias biting his lip as he stares down at me, slowly thrusting his hips as he watches me.
“You okay, sweetheart?” he asks, and I nod, blinking slowly as I try to regain all my senses. Dex had been between my legs a moment ago, but now I find he’s switched places with Elias, holding my leg, now fully dressed.
I guess I was out more than a few seconds. A moan escapes me as Elias starts to thrust harder. “You’re right,” he says, his eyes darting to Pete. “This is pretty fucking hot.”
“Did I fall asleep?” I ask, confused, and he smiles.
“Only for a couple of minutes. Seeing you spread out naked like this, and knowing what you said this morning, I couldn’t resist. You sure you don’t mind being touched when you’re asleep?” He presses in and holds his hips tight to mine, swiveling his hips in a small circle, making me gasp.
“Wren?” he prods when I don’t answer.
“I-I love it,” I admit. And I do. I can’t wait to return the favor.
He grins, looking a little more sinful than his usual charming smile, and he picks up his pace, using his thumb to rub my clit as he works me up again.
I’ve lost count of my orgasm count on this boat, let alone today.
I’m surprised how much my body can take, but all I have to do is look at them to know why I’m always worked up.
Plus, I had over a month's worth of pent-up energy to make up for.
It’s like they’ve broken down my dam, and now I can’t stop the flood. It’s constantly running wild, and only they can help to ease up the pressure. But too long without their help, and my arousal is running wild again.
Elias pinches my nipple, and I gasp, my eyes flying open to look at him. “That’s it, sweetheart, eyes on me. I want to see you when you come for me.”
“Elias,” I groan, as I try to pull my arms free from where they’re being held, wanting to touch him.
“Just lie there and take it, baby,” Dex whispers.
“Feel what he does to you,” Sly adds.
“And know we’re all watching as you come undone,” Pete says with a mischievous grin.
Elias’s hands are like magic. I don’t know how he can flick my nipple, rub my clit all while maintaining a steady pace, his hips bucking into me with a perfect balance of force and speed.
“Please!” I whimper, not sure what I’m asking for.
Pete leans over me and sucks my other nipple into his mouth, tugging it with his teeth, and that seems to be all I need as I start to cry out.
Pete quickly moves to kiss me, drowning out my screams of ecstasy as Elias keeps moving, as if he wants to fuck every last inch of orgasm out of me, and only when I stop shaking does he hold himself tightly inside me, his hand sliding to my hip to hold me tight as he grunts, finding his own release inside me.
I must be so full of them right now. I’d be surprised if I’m not leaking all night.
That thought strangely arouses me. I imagine waking up in the night and finding their mess still spilling out of me.
I don’t think that’s exactly a normal thought, so I keep that to myself as I take a moment to breathe.
Large hands gently caress my skin, and words of reassurance are whispered around me.
I’m wiped clean between my legs and try to help, but my limbs are like noodles and don’t seem to want to do much other than flop around.
Someone lifts me up and moves me. I find myself cuddled in someone’s lap as they gently stroke my skin. I stay there in a dreamy haze for a few minutes before Elias whispers, “You gotta wake up for a minute, sweetheart. We need to get you dressed.”
I groan and do my best attempt to sit up as he swings my legs to the floor. When I open my eyes, I find Elias kneeling in front of me, and see Jagger’s large hands coming from behind, telling me it’s his lap I'm sitting on right now.
I lift my arms and butt when I’m told as they dress me. Normally, I’d feel embarrassed by being moved around like a useless doll, but my body is so relaxed and my mind so at peace that I don’t care.
Elias puts my boots on last, then grabs my hands and pulls me to my feet. Before I can even consider walking, Jagger scoops me up, and I place my arms around his neck and kiss the edge of his jaw.
“Thanks,” I tell him with a smile. He tilts his head toward me, and I stretch forward to give him a quick, soft kiss.
Then he turns his head as our server enters, telling us it’s time to go.
We follow behind Sly and Dex, with the other two moving in behind us, everyone silent as we make our way down the stairs, through the lower dining room, and off the boat.
“I had fun, thank you for bringing me here.” My words are for everyone, but my eyes are on Sly as I know he organized it.
He tips his head in acknowledgement as we head to the car we rented this afternoon.
Elias didn’t want a ride-share taking us to where we practiced shooting, so we decided to rent a car again, with the plan to keep it for the long term this time.
I know that tomorrow we’ll have to take action, planning how to take down Ivan, but for tonight, I’m going to pretend everything is going to be fine.