Chapter 28 Dex
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
DEX
“Does it bother you?” I ask, tugging down the corner of the comforter.
“What?” Pete asks, pulling his shirt off as he gets ready for bed.
“That she gave her stuffed whale to Elias to sleep with?”
His mouth quirks into a smile. “I think it’s cute. Kids give their younger siblings their stuffed toys all the time to help them sleep.”
I raise an eyebrow as I slide into my side of the bed. “You don’t actually believe they see each other as siblings, do you?”
He rolls his eyes. “Of course not. But it’s kind of amusing. He gets to cuddle her stuffed whale while we get to cuddle her.”
“What do you think Elias will do when this is all over?” I ask, lying back with my hands behind my head, staring at the ceiling in thought.
He shrugs. “I hadn’t really thought about it. I’m more concerned with our plans.”
My mind drifts to our conversations about the future. “You really think we can make it work? Be hired guns?”
He takes a second to weigh it before answering. “We were all doing it for free before, anyway. May as well get paid, right?”
“But what if the person is innocent?”
“We can set some guidelines, boundaries. We get to decide what cases to take and do our own research into the target before we agree.” My mouth tightens when I realize there’s only one person I know who can hack into someone’s life like that.
Maybe I could get Elias to teach me?
I snort at myself. I’ve watched Elias work, seen the way his fingers fly across the keyboard, the flood of windows he navigates. It would take me a decade to come close to his skill level. Wren, though… She's sharper than I am. She’d pick it up fast.
Footsteps snap me out of my train of thought, and I lift my head to see my girl walking into the room, looking a little nervous, with Jagger and Sly behind her.
I sit up as Pete asks, “What’s going on? Is everything okay?”
She fiddles with the hem of her shirt for a second before asking quietly. “I wanted all of you close tonight. Is that okay?”
My heart softens, realizing she’s looking for the comfort of all of her boyfriends on the eve of our battle. “Of course.” I pat the bed for her to climb in, before realizing we’re not all going to fit in this king-size bed.
Jagger, seeing the same thing I do, lifts his hands and signs, “I’ll sleep in the chair,” then turns around and picks up a pillow and blanket I hadn’t noticed by the door, and carries them over to the oversized chair in the corner of the room, facing the bed.
He gets comfortable as Wren looks at Sly.
“Can the four of us squeeze in here? Maybe this was a bad idea.”
“We’ll fit,” I tell her as Pete grabs her by the waist and lifts her, settling her on top of him as I move to the center of the bed. Sly, seeing what we’re doing, moves around the bed to take the spot I was just in as Pete helps move her on top of me, so she’s lying on me, front to front.
“How’s this?” I ask as she gets comfortable, her legs sliding to either side of my hips. My cock perks up a little at her nearness, and I take a deep breath, internally encouraging him to stay cool.
“You make a comfy bed,” she says as she lifts her head, her beautiful blue eyes filled with happiness as she smiles at me. I grin, then let my hands gently run up and down her back. She wiggles a little against me, and my cock takes notice.
I give her a light tap on her right butt cheek. “Stop moving.”
She squeaks in surprise, her body jolting, only making her rub against me again. “Sorry, I was just trying—” She cuts herself off, and I know it’s because she can feel me growing hard against her.
“Ignore him.”
“That’s a little hard,” she murmurs, making Pete chuckle beside us.
“Is he torturing you, angel?” he asks, turning onto his side as he reaches up to trail his fingers down her cheek.
She nods her head against my chest, and I groan. “I’m trying to behave,” I grumble.
She tilts her head back up to look at me as she asks, “What if I don’t want you to behave?” My fingers grip her hips tightly as my eyes flick between hers, trying to read what she really means.
“Wren…” Sly says in warning, and she turns his way. “Be careful. You’re tempting the beast.”
Pete snorts, whispering, “I think he just called you a beast.” Instead of feeling insulted, my lips tug up in a smile.
“I’m her beast,” I say confidently.
She rolls her hips against me again, almost as if she’s testing me, and this time I use my hands on her hips to help rub her against me. I fight back the groan that wants to escape. Even through my boxers and her panties, I can feel how warm she is.
“What do you want, Wren?” Sly asks as she looks at him.
“Humpback whale,” she whispers. I chuckle at the code word, but Sly shakes his head.
“No, that’s not enough. I want you to look at Dex and tell him what you want.” He pauses a moment before adding, “He’s not like me.”
She turns her head to me, looking nervous as she whispers, “I… I’m not sure.”
I tilt my head as I consider her. We know that she had sex with Sly yesterday, and I’m glad, it means I don’t have to be quite as gentle with her.
I know he would have been extremely dominant with her.
But I just want to make her happy, to bring her pleasure and make her moan and come apart beneath my touch.
I don’t need to command her, but she’s still so new at this that she probably doesn’t even know what to ask for.
An idea comes to me, and I turn to Sly. “Tell us what to do.”
He frowns, and I nod, deciding this is a good idea. “You like being in charge, right?” He gives me a slow nod, and I continue. “Wren doesn’t know what to ask for yet, and I don’t want to hurt her or overwhelm her.”
I can see he likes the idea, as his eyes heat and his gaze trails down her body.
“I think I can handle that. Are you okay with that, Wren?” She nods quickly, then his eyes move past us to Pete, who’s propped up on his elbow.
“I have a plan, but it involves all three of you. Are you all okay with that?”
I glance at Pete, who grins, his eyes moving to Wren as he answers for us both. “Hell yeah.”
“Dex, take her shirt off,” Sly says. I obey quickly, sliding my hands up her sides, taking the shirt as I go, then tossing it somewhere in the room, my hands finding their way back to her sides as my eyes take in the sight.
“God, your body is fantastic,” I praise, making her cheeks grow red.
Sly nods his head. “Good. Now, Wren, move up higher, yes, like that. I want you to feed him your tits.”
She sucks in a sharp breath of surprise but does as he asks, leaning forward and lowering her soft flesh to my mouth. I don’t need to be told what to do next. My mouth latches onto one of her nipples, and my tongue swirls around it. She moans, her pussy pressing harder against me.
“Pete, remove her panties.” I feel her moving around, but I just focus on her tits, feasting on one after the other, giving them equal attention. Eventually, my hands find their way up to them so I can press them together.
“These things are addicting,” I murmur. The only response she gives is a tortured moan, making me ramp up my speed.
“You need to get her ready,” Sly says.
I think he’s talking to me, but I feel Pete move up behind her. When her body moves a bit, I peer around her mesmerizing tits to see Pete has pulled her ass up in the air so she’s now resting on her hands, which are beside my head, and her knees, which are stretched wide straddling me.
She gasps, and by the way Pete’s hand is moving, I imagine he’s stretching her out. For me.
The thought has my cock hardening even more.
The number of times I’ve jacked off in the shower since meeting her is embarrassingly high. The thought of finally getting to feel her wrapped around me is almost too much to bear.
I want to make sure our first time is perfect for her, so while Pete gets her ready for my fat cock, I continue sucking and nibbling at her nipples, determined to have her on the verge of coming before I’m even inside of her.
“Don’t forget,” Sly says calmly, “she has two holes that need stretching.”
He barely finishes speaking before she cries out, pressing her tits harder against me.
“You like that, angel?” Pete whispers to her.
“Mmm hmm,” she mumbles, nodding frantically.
We continue working her up, and the cute little noises she makes grow louder and more frequent until she starts begging for more. “Please,” she begs, grabbing my hair and pulling my face off her so she can look at me. “I need you.”
“What do you think, Pete? Is she ready for me?” I ask over her shoulder.
He grins in response. “Oh, I’d say so, she’s drenched.”
“Pete, lift her up,” Sly commands. “Dex, remove your boxers.” You’d think it’d be weird having another guy tell me to get naked, but when I know everything we’re doing is to pleasure our girl, it only adds to the building tension.
It takes a little bit of work, but I finally get my boxers off and resume my position on my back as Pete holds her over me. My cock is so hard it’s pointing toward my stomach, so I grab it and move it into position for her. My eyes connect with hers as I ask, “Are you ready, baby?”
She nods quickly, and Sly interjects. “Use your words, Wren. Tell him what you want. Describe it.”
“I… I want you inside me.”
“His fingers? His tongue? Be specific,” Sly says in a warning tone.
She looks down at my dick and licks her lips. “I want your cock inside me.”
“What else?” Sly prods.
“Then I want you to make love to me. Make me come while you’re thrusting into me.”
I groan at her words, as Sly tells her, “Good girl.” I sense his attention turn my way as he commands, “You heard our girl. Fuck her.”
I growl as my free hand finds her hip, near Pete’s, and I help him guide her down to my cock. We both moan in unison as I start to press into her. Pete holds her still after two inches, and I move my thumb around to rub her clit.
When her hips start to move, he slowly lowers her down the rest of the way. I can tell the last inch is the hardest part as she cries out, her hands flying out to my chest, her fingers digging into my flesh.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” I whisper, trying my best to hold back from moving until she’s relaxed a little.
“Pete, you make sure to keep stretching her back entrance,” Sly commands, reminding me that there’s more than just her and me in here.
“Dex, move your hands to her chest.” I do as he says, pinching her nipples and making her cry out, which has her pussy tightening on me.
“Wren, I want you to ride him. Move back and forth or up and down, find whatever motion you enjoy best, and use Dex’s cock to find your release. ”
“Fuck, why is that so hot?” Pete asks, mirroring my own thoughts. I know she likes it, too, because a moan escapes her as her hips start moving in small, experimental thrusts.
After a minute of the slow torture, Sly must pity me because he tells me, “Dex, move your hands to her hips, show her how to move.”
“With pleasure,” I mumble, my hands finding her hips as I show her how to move forward and back in bigger strokes.
“Oh!” she gasps as I take control. I keep moving her for a couple of minutes, then ease up my grip. She slows for a moment before she starts moving her hips on her own, sliding up and down my cock.
Eventually, she starts experimenting, rolling her hips, and then she figures out how to move them independently of the rest of her body.
She seems to like that the best, as it makes me pull almost all the way out of her before she bucks her hips, pushing me all the way back in until our hips smack together.
I can see Pete continuing to move his hand behind her and wonder how long it will be until two of us can take her at once. Just the thought has my fingers tightening on her hips.
“Dex! I’m gonna come!” she suddenly cries out as her head tips back and her hips move faster.
“Kiss him,” Sly commands, and I slide my hands up her sides to help ease her forward.
It takes her a second to figure out how to lie against me and continue thrusting her hips, but once she does, I thread my fingers in the hair at the nape of her neck and bring her mouth to mine.
Our tongues tangle in an uncoordinated effort to be as close as possible. And when I suck on her tongue, she cries out, her pussy convulsing around me as she finds her release.
I swallow her cries, and just as I feel her body start to relax, I grab her hips and thrust up into her a few more times, pushing myself over the edge. She kisses me through it as sparks fly from my dick to every part of my body.
I’ve never felt anything like that before.
It’s been a while since I’ve had sex, but I’ve never felt even a fraction of what I’m feeling now with anyone else.
It’s what tells me that what we have is special.
We didn’t just come together to get off; our love for each other made it something extra, something more.
She pulls back, holding my cheeks in her dainty hands as she licks her lips. “That was incredible,” she whispers.
“Mmm,” I hum, my hands running up her back. “That’s because you are incredible.” She scoffs, her eyes darting to the side as if she doesn’t believe it, so I gently grab her chin and tilt her face back to mine.
Staring into her beautiful blue eyes, I tell her the truth.
“There’s a reason we’re all obsessed with you, baby.
And it’s not just because you're sexy as hell. It’s because of what’s in here.
” I touch my finger to her chest, over her heart.
“You have the biggest heart of anyone I’ve ever met.
And I’m honored to own my very own piece of it. ”