Chapter 35
Thirty-Five
VIOLET
In the back of my mind I wonder if I'm rushing things. Should I make them crawl for me and beg for my forgiveness? Maybe. Or just kick them to the curb? I've thought about it.
Some people would definitely judge me for having sex with them, and I think I'm okay with that. My body is my own and I feel safe, especially if Jamie's the one in control.
I have enough to worry about, so his guidance is a freaking relief. I'm horny, I want to connect with Nate, and I've really been in my feels about them lately.
I think I'll forgive them soon. Their words, the actions I've noticed, and the points of view I'm working to understand are all urging me toward them.
Nate's hands on my hips feel good. I want them there and other places which helps me understand how I'm feeling about them even more.
When Ellis told me he didn't deserve my kisses, I agreed. Then he showed me the room he's working on. A space for me to work, to feel happy and comfortable. My heart lodged itself in my throat and I didn't want to leave.
I wrestled with the concept that I also don't feel like I deserve an entire room in their home.
My feelings are valid.
Their feelings are too.
I broke their hearts, and they were left to pick up the pieces without my help.
They broke my heart, but they're here trying to do better and offer me a soft place to land should I need it.
All of those things can be true at the same time. It doesn't erase the hurt they caused or the damage I left in my wake years ago that have led us here. Because they coexist in the four of us, it has only emphasized my empathy.
"Violet, my love," Jamie drawls, drawing me out of my head. "I want you to take Nate's shirt off."
My fingers tremble and thankfully Nate helps me. Inch after inch I uncover his muscled stomach and wide chest. He has more body hair than my other two men, but I love it. I love how different all three of them are. Which is why I leave Nate's hair in a bun and always pull Jamie's ponytail out.
"Good. Now lift off him so Ellis can remove his jeans."
"Fuck yeah," Ellis hoots and dives behind me to tug his partner's pants off.
I smile, happy to have Ellis here to lighten the mood. He scrambles back to Jamie with Nate's clothes and socks in his hands like they're a prize. I giggle and wait for Jamie's next command.
"Nate," Jamie rumbles. I swear I hear Nate moan in response. "Undress her."
"With pleasure." Eyes like molten lava, Nate takes my sweatshirt, tank top, and sports bra off in one swoop. "Mmm," he groans, throwing the pile off to the side.
Without warning, my big man wraps his hands around my waist and pulls my chest to his mouth. His beard tickles the entirety of my right boob as he sucks the hardened peak into his mouth.
"Nate!" I cry, bucking my hips only to make contact with his stomach instead of what I really want. "Jamie?" Panting, I plead with my boyfriend to let my ex do dirty things to me.
Voice thick with need, Jamie tells Nate to stop and take my pants off. To my surprise, Nate does as he's told with no hesitation. I doubt he will allow himself to be told what to do in the bedroom more than a handful of times, so I'll just enjoy the respect his giving to Jamie's dominance.
Hoisted to my feet, Nate peels my leggings and panties off. A condom hits me in the thigh as Nate guides me back onto his lap.
"Oops, sorry," Ellis whispers, cheeks pink with embarrassment.
Nate chuckles and smirks. "Thank you, darling."
My pussy flutters at the endearing way he talks to Ellis. When I glance over at the helpful man, I love seeing how locked in on us he is. His eyes don't stay in one spot—he's loving all of it. My tits, the way Nate's stomach ripples, and how his cock bobs against my pussy as I settle against him.
"Rub yourself on him, Violet. Good," Jamie praises and my eyes roll back a little. "Pinch her little nipples. Start soft, then harder."
"Oh shit," I squeal and dig my nails into Nate's broad shoulders. He twists and plucks my nipples every time the head of his cock glides across my slick clit.
"Jamie," Nate grits out. It sounds like he's warning him.
"Nate," I whimper, leaning forward. "I can feel you pulsing."
"Stop," Jamie barks. Pouting, I force my hips to pause while I glare at Jamie. The asshole just grins and glances to the side. Fluid leaks out of me in a rush right as I realize Ellis is stroking his cock.
"Is this okay, Bubbles?"
Nodding frantically, I'm entranced by the way El's hand glides up and down his shaft easily. Precum glistens at the tip, and my mouth waters.
"I'll fuck your mouth again soon, V," Ellis promises with a sultry wink that has me biting my lip to keep myself from begging.
This may be about the four of us, but Nate and I are coming together for the first time. I need to focus on Nate. Which he makes incredibly fucking easy when he notches his cock at my entrance and thrusts into me.
My breath catches and I choke, not having realized he had put his condom on. When did Jamie tell him to do that? Doesn't matter, he's topping from the bottom so fucking hard right now and my goodness it feels like I'm a live wire ready to explode.
"So tight, baby," Nate comments, still holding my tits in his hands.
Every so often he pinches them, making me writhe.
I'm nothing but pliant in his greedy grip, enjoying the ease with which he lifts me on his lap over and over again.
I arch and ache for more each time the hairs on his thighs tickle my back hole.
"Alright, enough," Jamie grunts, making Nate slow. "Violet's leading now. My love," Jamie calls to me, and I blink at him a little sad he made Nate stop. "Ride him how you like it. I want you to rub your clit and enjoy what he's offering you, okay?"
For some reason, his encouragement and the soft way he's speaking to me while Nate's cock is throbbing inside of me, brings tears to my eyes.
"Baby?" Nate whispers, lifting a hand to cradle my cheek. "What's wrong?"
Sniffling, I study him and run my fingers through his beard. "Nothing. Can I...Can I have a quick hug?" I sound ridiculous, but the vulnerability stealing my breath is making me feel odd.
"Come here," he murmurs, pulling me into his chest without hesitation. Our hips don't move for a minute while he cradles the back of my head and I burrow into his shoulder. He's all-encompassing as he holds me, sometimes kissing my shoulder and nuzzling against me.
Wiggling on my knees to get more comfortable does nothing to relax me. My walls clench and tug on his dick, forcing a gasp out of me. I do it again, unable to help myself. Still I stay cuddled on his chest, but my hips pick up their pace.
"Mmm, baby. You feel so good," he moans in my ear, immediately making me one degree too hot. Pushing away, I grab the back of his neck and pull his mouth to my chest once again. I want his mouth on my nipples now.
I grind at a pace I like and keep his face against my bouncing tits, telling him when to suck or bite a little harder. Knowing exactly what I need, I tuck my right hand between us to rub my clit, automatically making my toes curl and my head fling back in pleasure.
The wet sounds of our bodies coming together combined with Ellis’ groan of pleasure send me over the edge. Nate bucks and curses, but his hands stay gentle on me as I fuck the cum right out of his tense body. We're a glorious mess of erotic sounds and sheer bliss.
As I come down, I enjoy the way Nate and I resume our snuggles. We're sweaty and panting, but it makes it so much better. Jamie and Ellis are murmuring, but I'm more focused on Nate's light tickles up and down my spine. I'm so relaxed I never want to leave.
Except his cock softens too soon, and my eyes are drooping. It's coming to an end which means I'll have to think again which I really don't want to do.
"Jamie, run a hot bath in our room, please," Nate requests, and even goes so far as to cover my ear as he speaks. Smiling, I snuggle closer and debate if it's acceptable to request a jacuzzi be put in this room. Then I would never leave.