11. Hayat
Chapter Eleven
Hayat
I’ve never been an Alice in Wonderland fan, although Abi had always found the movies and adaptations fun. For me, I thought Alice needed to lay off the shrooms. She was too much of a crybaby at times, and crying never got anyone anywhere. Crying was never the answer to any problem. Taking charge and making the issue my bitch was my style.
However, I’d felt tripped out from the moment Sparks started unbraiding my hair and massaging away the knots in my neck. Then I’d found myself on Jamie’s lap, basically dry-humping the steel rod in his sleep pants while we ghosted kisses over each other’s mouths, faces, necks.
And I was really, really, really thinking that maybe I should have given Alice a little more consideration.
Maybe if that whiny little bitch had had three smoking-hot guys ready to fulfill every fantasy any woman could possibly ever have, I might have watched that movie on repeat. Because I really wanted to know how that version of the story ended.
Pushing all thoughts of Alice from my mind because I had my own surreal fantasy playing out around me, I dropped my head back on Sparks’s shoulder while Jamie told me all the dirty things he was going to do to my pussy. For all of ten seconds, I’d thought admitting that I was a newbie to this would have turned them off. But Jamie was quick to reassure me he had zero issues with that. If anything, his cock had gotten even harder as it pulsed against my core.
That gentleness I’d come to expect from him was still right below the surface, but his sexual commands were so goddamn sexy, I thought for sure I would come from a slight touch once he got his hot mouth on me. Would that be a good thing? Or an embarrassing one? Was it just men who felt insecure if they were to get off too quickly?
After Maddie’s whole thing with a guy who had tried to destroy her entire life, Abi and I had both been turned off by anything to do with guys. We hadn’t made a pact or anything, but we were of the same opinion that guys weren’t worth our time until the right one—or, in my case, the right ones—came along. They weren’t worth messing with my head or my career. Which meant my knowledge of sex came from watching porn a few times. Which had been more of a “meh” experience than finding anything that I liked sexually.
Turned out, there was something I liked. And that was having three guys worship me.
All the food that was on the coffee table disappeared, but I barely noticed that little detail as Sparks lifted me onto the surface. Jamie got to his knees, pulling off my shoes before going for the rest of my clothes. Sparks took care of my sports bra. I started to cover my chest with my hands when I heard a feral-like sound come from the general direction of where Ky was sitting. I couldn’t see him, just his silhouette as he sat in a chair across the room, darkness keeping most of him hidden from me. I ached to see his face, to read what he was feeling. Were his eyes on fire with the same need that flamed through me?
I dropped my arms to either side of the table, and Jamie stole my attention, eviscerating any embarrassment or shyness I felt from having my boobs on full display. Tucking his fingers into the waistband of my sweats and panties, he stripped them both off me.
Three groans filled my ears, making me feel more beautiful than I ever had before. Pride in my body combined with the heat of my desire, and I looked up at Jamie with a silent plea.
He stroked his thumbs down either side of my pussy lips before lifting one to suck away the nectar he’d gathered. “Ambrosia,” he rasped, pressing my knees farther apart. “Sparks, look at how beautiful her pussy is. Such a pretty pink, glistening with need for us.”
Sparks stood behind him, his eyes wild as he watched his friend spread my pussy with his index and middle finger, showing off my clit that was hard and swollen for them. Slowly, he lifted his gaze from my bare sex to my flat stomach, my hard-tipped breasts, my heated face, and the tangle of curls spread around me. Not even the hair products and flat iron could keep my hair tamed for long. As he did, I watched Sparks reach into his shorts and pull his cock free.
After I’d felt how large he was against my cheek earlier, it shouldn’t have come as such a surprise how big his cock was, but it did. His hands were giant compared to mine, and yet his fingers barely met when they wrapped around his shaft. Even if all he did was put the tip in my mouth, my lips would have to stretch to accommodate his girth.
Daunting, but fuck if I didn’t want to try to take as much of him as I could. Would I have a gag reflex?
“Fucking hell,” Jamie snarled, bending to lick the flat of his tongue up my slit.
I screamed, half in surprise but mostly in pleasure, as my body began to shake. One lick, and I was coming.
But Jamie didn’t let me lie there and bask in my first orgasm that wasn’t self-induced. He nipped at my clit before sucking it into his mouth, sucking so hard my back bowed up off the table. I felt fingers prod my entrance, heard over the blood rushing through my ears and his growl about how tight I was, even as more of my release gushed out of me. The pleasure was unending. Each time I thought my body was going to calm down, he did something that only intensified the release, pushing me into another one.
Time became meaningless for a while, until finally, Jamie relented and let me catch my breath.
“Beautiful,” Ky breathed from his dark corner.
“Are you ready for more, Hellion?” Jamie asked in a voice promising more of the epic pleasure he’d just given me.
“I can’t feel my legs after all that, Jamie,” I moaned, lifting my head. He winked at me, licking his lips, and that was all it took before my body was begging for another round. “More,” I begged, glancing over at Sparks, who was still slowly stroking himself. “I want to taste you, Sparks.”
He was beside my head in three steps. His breaths came in harsh rasps as he dropped to his knees and gently grasped the back of my head, guiding me forward until my lips met his tip. I licked some of his stickiness away. Closing my eyes, I savored his taste for a long moment, humming at how much I liked it. When I opened them again, they met his gaze. Brown orbs glowed down at me, his chest expanding to the point that his shirt was at risk of ripping apart.
“More,” I urged, opening my mouth and sticking out my tongue for him.
“Good girl,” Jamie praised as Sparks pressed into my mouth. “Look at how wet she gets for us, Ky. How she drips when I praise her. How she clenches down when Sparks fucks her mouth. She tastes delicious. Come have a bite.”
“Not yet,” Ky grumbled. “Keep going. Make her mindless, Jamie. Prepare her for me. Once I get my hands on her, I won’t be able to stop.”
I wasn’t sure if that was a promise or a threat. Either way, it turned me on even more. Relaxing my jaw, I took more of Sparks. His tip hit the back of my throat, and I gagged the first time. But when he started to pull back in concern, I grasped his thigh and urged him closer. Breathing through my nose, I took him deep again.
“Jesus Christ,” he whispered, then broke off into Spanish that was so rapid, I could barely keep up with it as he held my head in place and began to fuck my face.
Powerful. That was how I felt sucking Sparks’s cock so well that he forgot how to speak English. While I was distracted by watching how the pleasure darkened his face, hooding his eyes, causing his jaw to lock as his fingers tangled in my curls, Jamie buried his face between my legs again.
Wet, sloppy noises filled the room. A mixture of my lips popping each time Sparks pulled out and thrust back in a little harder, and Jamie making my pussy so wet that I could feel a puddle on the table beneath me.
“Gonna come, mami ,” Sparks groaned, his fingers biting into my scalp, pulling my hair. “Swallow it for me, my beautiful goddess.”
He pulled back then thrust all the way in until his balls hit my chin. His cock pulsed as ropes of thick, salty come hit the back of my throat, making me cough and gag. I tried to give him what he begged for, licking what spilled from the corners of my mouth when he continued to rapidly thrust in and out of me.
Breathing heavily, he pulled free one last time. Squeezing himself hard, he stroked to the tip, where another large drop of come dripped. Sparks rubbed the tip of his cock over my lips. When he pulled back, he used his thumb to smear his come over my lips.
I licked his thumb, my eyes begging him to tell me I’d pleased him.
Bending, he pressed his forehead to mine. “I’m sorry, Hellion. I was an idiot. We should have snatched you up the day we met. But now that we have you, I’m never letting you go. You sucked my cock so good, my goddess. So fucking good.” He kissed my brow. “But next time, I want your ass.”
Gasping as that imagery filled my mind, I was taken even more by surprise when I felt Jamie pull back. Looking down at him, I watched him pull his cock from his pajama pants and rub the shaft along my slit, spreading his own come over my clit as he jerked himself off on my pussy.
“We need to talk about birth control,” Jamie rumbled. “I haven’t had sex without a condom before, but I get tested every six months. There hasn’t been anyone since before my last test, and it was all clear.”
“Same,” Sparks said reassuringly. “It’s been about eight months for me, and my labs all came back clean.”
“I haven’t been with anyone in over a year.” Ky spoke just loud enough for me to hear him. “I’m clean, Hayat.”
The ball was now in my corner. With Jamie still stroking his shaft up and down my clit, I struggled to think clearly. “I-I already told you…I’ve never… So there was never any need to get tested… Oh, oh, oh! ” I chanted, my hips rolling in time to the way Jamie kept rubbing his cock on me.
“Are you on some kind of birth control, Hellion?” Sparks asked.
“I get the shot.” I moaned, another orgasm rushing up on me but still out of reach. “I’ve been on it since I was fifteen, and I don’t even have a period now.”
“Ah, fuck,” Jamie groaned. “Fuck, I’m about to blow. Baby, I need to know right fucking now. Do you want us to use condoms? If you do, we will. No problem. I’ll come on you, and Ky will go grab a condom before we let him touch you. But if you’re okay with us going bare, if you trust us—”
“I trust you,” I whimpered. “Please, Jamie. I want you inside me.”
He clenched his eyes closed for a brief moment, his lips moving as if in prayer before his eyes lifted to half-mast. His fingers bit into my hips hard, jerking me to the very edge of the table before he was thrusting his cock into me without warning.
There was no barrier for him to push through, not with all the dance and gymnastics I’d done over the years, but that didn’t mean it was without pain. Stretching muscles burned, causing a throb that only heightened the growing release that was pulsing in my clit. Crying out, I reached out my hands blindly.
Sparks was there, taking both my hands in his as he kissed his way down my neck to my chest, distracting me from any discomfort. Licking over a nipple, he looked up at me as he bit into the hardened bundle of nerves.
“Jamie,” Ky snarled, the sound so loud I couldn’t help jumping.
“Shut the fuck up,” Jamie snapped, getting lost in his pleasure as he increased his pace. “She’s so fucking tight. Let me loosen her up for you a little more.”
Loosen me up…more?
Did that mean Ky was bigger than Jamie?
The thought caused my skin to pebble with goose bumps yet again. A little in trepidation—because Jesus Christ, Jamie was huge—but a lot in curious need. I wanted to see Ky naked, wanted to compare his cock to Jamie’s and Sparks’s. Wanted to feel his body on mine. In mine.
Sparks pressed my tits together. “I’m going to fuck these. Very, very soon, goddess.”
Jamie’s savage curse as I clenched down at Sparks’s words had him grinning wickedly. “Yeah, beautiful. I can’t wait for that either.”
I was so close to coming, but before I could fall over the edge into bliss again, Jamie was shouting his own release. His hips thrust so hard, I lost the edge of pleasure for a moment. It didn’t hurt, but it was too distracting for me to stay on the edge of orgasming.
Sweat beading on his forehead, Jamie pulled back. “Take her to Ky,” he told Sparks. “If he gets a hold of her here, he’ll break the goddamn table.”
Being tall and fit didn’t mean I was a light woman. I was at a healthy weight, but it took more muscles than the average man had to pick me up and carry me anywhere, especially with my long limbs. But Sparks had no issues as he scooped me up. As he carried me across to the darkened corner where Ky sat, he buried his face in my neck, making me whine and giggle, distracting me so much that I didn’t even look at Ky.
When he reached his friend, he sat me down with my back to Ky’s chest. From the feel of how hot Ky’s skin was, I knew he was completely naked. Sparks stayed with us, dropping down on his knees in front of me, his thumb rubbing over my clit while Ky gripped his cock, rubbing the head up and down my lips.
Glancing down, I gulped at the size of the monster in his hand. Sparks, sensing my moment of fear, pulled my focus to him. Burying his face between my tits, he left little bites on each globe while his friend slowly eased himself into my body.
“Good girl,” Ky murmured beside my ear, watching over my shoulder. Ah fuck, I loved it when they said that to me. Maybe I wanted to be their good girl. Sometimes. “Jamie was right. You are so damn tight, baby. We’re going to have to loosen you up more.”
“We’ll get some plugs,” Sparks said, leaving teeth marks on the underside of my left breast. “I want that ass so damn bad, but we’re going to have to go slow. Wouldn’t want to hurt our Hellion.”
A gush of wetness spilled out of me, soaking Ky’s shaft. With a curse, he gripped my hips and slammed me down until I was taking all of him. My scream was half pain but all pleasure. Dropping my head back onto Ky’s chest, I sucked in a sharp breath.
My pussy was soaked with Jamie’s come and my own honey, but it was still a tight fit. Ky made me feel like I was being split in half. I could feel how deep he was with each breath I took. Not even Sparks nipping and playing with my tits could distract from how full I felt.
“I’m trying so hard not to move, Hayat. My control is shredded, but I don’t want to hurt you.” Ky pressed his lips to my shoulder, kissing up my neck to my ear and back down again. Slow. Tender. But I could feel him vibrating with the effort it took to hold himself back.
That overwhelming sensation of possessing all the power returned, making me dizzy as I began to adjust to the feel of his thickness inside me.
“Spread her wider for me,” Ky rasped to Sparks.
With one last lingering kiss to my chest, Sparks lifted my legs so they hung over the arms of the chair. I couldn’t contain the whimper as I was opened more, taking Ky a little deeper. But he was petting my clit, whispering praise in my ear as he slowly began to thrust.
Feeling drunk on the pleasure, I opened my eyes, seeing both Sparks and Jamie watching us with blatant fascination and desire. I felt exposed, yet more beautiful than I ever could have imagined being. I saw awe in Jamie’s eyes, adoration in Sparks’s. Both added to the pleasure Ky was both giving and taking from me.
His heavy breathing became the beat of our rhythm; my moans were our melody. I wanted to memorize it and play the same tune on repeat for the rest of my life. This was my new favorite song. The four of us, in harmony, giving and taking. Becoming a part of one another in a way I’d never experienced personally.
“Come for me, Hayat,” Ky commanded against my ear, his breath whispering over my skin, turning up the heat in my body to a raging inferno. “Let me feel that sweet pussy clamping around me. Show me that you’re mine. Because I am yours, baby.”
He pinched my clit, giving it a sharp twist. It was pain and pleasure and everything I needed to fall into an abyss that I never wanted to climb out of. Crying out words that made no sense, I came hard. The feel of me coming on his cock turned Ky savage.
I didn’t remember how we ended up on the floor, me on all fours while Ky pounded into me from behind. I felt nothing but the ripples of bliss as he destroyed me with each hard thrust, growling incomprehensible, savage words. I began to lose strength, my arms giving out until my shoulders were pressed to the floor, my head turned so that all I saw was Jamie and Sparks. If I’d had the strength, I would have reached out to them, wanting to touch them both. Needing it so badly, my breath caught in my throat.
Ky was the only thing keeping my bottom half up, his fingers biting bruisingly into my flesh as they held me in place while he slammed into me over and over. And then he went still, his cock seeming to double in size within me before he emptied every last drop inside my body. But as soon as he was finished, he turned me over so that I was lying beneath him, and he kissed me.
Weakly, I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back. Neither of us cared that Sparks’s come was still lingering on my lips a little. All that mattered was that Ky kissed me as hungrily as he’d just fucked me.
When he lifted his head, his breathing still rapid from exertion, I finally got my first look at his face without the mask and makeup. He held himself above me on his elbows, his eyes gray like storm clouds as he let reality hit me.
I knew him. Those beautiful gray eyes surrounded by long, brown lashes. His straight, slightly raised nose. Lips that were wickedly sweet and full. That square jaw clenching when he saw the recognition filling my eyes.
“Kyrie?” I choked out, my body chilling beneath him as reality hit me like a physical blow.
He flinched but didn’t confirm or deny the accusation in my voice.
“You’re Kyrie Renchford.”
Sensing the other two beginning to tense, I shoved at Ky’s shoulders. I was naked and dripping come. From multiple men. But that wasn’t why my mind was shutting down. Calling myself a slut. Calling myself a backstabber. Calling myself every horrible name I could think of for having just fucked a goddamn Renchford.
A Renchford I liked …
More than liked, damn it.
But how could I?
How could I be with him when this man’s brother had destroyed Maddie?