Chapter 14 Violet #2
He was teasing me because I’d teased him.
“Levi,” I moaned. “I want you to tattoo my pussy.”
Both Levi and Whip groaned in unison.
But it had the desired effect. Levi put his mouth right to my clit like he couldn’t hold off a second longer.
And I smugly lay back against Whip, letting the two of them pleasure me into an orgasm.
It rose fast and hard, too quick because by now, both of them knew exactly what I liked and how to give it to me for maximum impact.
I writhed between them, the orgasm barreling down my spine, spreading across my skin and through my blood.
Whip kissed my neck and whispered the dirtiest words in my ear, telling me how he was going to fuck me, how I was going to take his cock, how I was a good girl coming for them.
Levi’s mouth and fingers should have been illegal. They worked together in the most perfect harmony, his tongue all over my clit, his fingers thrusting into me, stretching me perfectly, hitting my G-spot until the orgasm took hold.
Neither of them stopped. They pushed me right over the edge, my breaths coming in hot pants, my body clenching around Levi’s fingers, back arching into Whip’s touch.
The door opened when I was mid-orgasmic scream.
X dropped his shopping bags on the floor. “I was gone ten minutes. TEN MINUTES! And y’all turned my place into Pornhub Premium?” He grinned. “I bought cucumbers but I’m guessing you’re good on dick-shaped objects, Violet?”
I couldn’t even laugh, though Levi and Whip did.
All I wanted was him.
I reached for him, moaning for him. “Knox.”
I didn’t miss the way the other two raised their eyebrows at me using his legal name, but somehow, it felt right. At least in this moment.
Something about that name on my lips changed his expression entirely. All jokes he might have been thinking of making evaporated, and he kicked the door shut.
“Make way, boys. Daddy’s home, and he brought the chaos kink.”
Okay, maybe not all jokes.
Whip cringed like X’s words had mortally wounded him. “Did you just refer to yourself as Daddy?”
“Yes, and you’re both grounded. Get naked and think about what you’ve done.”
Levi stared down at his crotch. “I don’t think my boner has ever shriveled up so quickly. I think it actually just tucked itself right on back up inside my body.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. It was one thing I loved about X more than anything else.
His ability to make me smile with his inappropriate humor.
I reached for him, undoing his pants and dragging them down his legs.
His dick was hard just from looking at my naked body on Whip’s lap with Levi between my legs.
I twisted just enough to turn my face toward him, opening my mouth to bring him into this too.
He let out a low, guttural noise as his cock slid past my lips and along my tongue.
I moaned around him, the thickness of his erection stretching my lips wide, the tip of him hitting the back of my throat with every thrust.
It did nothing but turn me on more. He grabbed my hair, fisting it around his fingers, holding it tight in his grasp until my scalp tingled pleasantly, matching the afterglow of the orgasm Whip and Levi had already given me.
I worked X’s cock, one hand around his base, as much of it as I could take in my mouth.
Levi dragged me down Whip’s legs a little, balancing me more on his thighs than over his dick. Behind me, Whip drew down the zipper on his fly, and from the corner of my eye, with the way my head was twisted to take X, I watched Whip stroke himself.
He was already hard, but watching his fingers wrap his dick and work his length had me moaning around X.
Between my legs, Levi spread my arousal lower, slicking over the area between my opening and my ass, massaging it firmly, until I loosened up even further and his fingers slid back to my asshole.
“He’s going to fuck you here.” Levi prodded the tight opening, rimming me, working my arousal all over it. “Fuck, Violet, you’re soaked.”
He didn’t say it like it was a bad thing. He said it like the slick juice between my thighs was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. He coated me in it, lubing up my ass, finger-fucking me there until it was me moaning for more.
Whip’s fingers found my hips, and he guided me back, helping to lift me just enough to press his cock at my rear entrance. “Slow, sweetheart. Drop down slow.”
I listened, because he had more experience than me. Or maybe because I’d turned into a total slut for hearing him call me good girl, and I just wanted him to say it some more.
Either way, I worked myself down on him, inch by inch, my body trying to reject his cock at first, but then relaxing into it when the pleasure overtook everything else. We both groaned once he was fully inside me, both of us breathing hard.
He guided me so my back was against his chest, the two of us joined in such an intimate way I was still shocked I’d given this man so much control over my body.
And yet when Levi brought his cock to my pussy and coated himself in my arousal, I was more than willing to give myself up to him too.
“Fuck,” Levi gritted out. “Want your pussy so fucking bad, Vi. Want us both in you.”
“Yes,” I moaned.
It was all the permission he needed to push his way inside me. I shouted at the intrusion, so damn full of both of them that I instantly wanted to come.
X cut off my shouts with his cock.
He forced it past my lips, and I was grateful for it. It focused me, gave me something else to concentrate on that wasn’t just the overwhelming sensation of having Whip and Levi inside me.
I couldn’t do much, other than just take what the three of them offered.
Whip didn’t move much beneath me, but the tiny lifts of his hips were just enough when combined with the full thrusts of Levi into my pussy.
I focused on X, sucking and licking him, moaning louder and louder around the thick width of him as Levi really started working between my thighs.
Whip’s fingers found my nipples, and pleasure surrounded me. It coursed through every vein, every cell. The orgasm that barreled up from somewhere deep inside carved its way through my system, until I was gasping, spluttering, moaning for them to come with me.
X’s grip on my hair tightened. He fucked my mouth faster, shutting me up, me urging him on just as much with eager pulls of my mouth. I moaned around him, more porn star than the meek, timid woman I’d been when the three of them had found me, and loving every minute.
I wanted this.
Wanted them.
Levi’s groan of need echoed through the room. “Want to come in your pussy, Vi. Need you to come with me.”
“Yes.” I needed it just as bad. Needed X and Whip to come as well.
Whip drove up into me, his low murmurs of praise telling me I was perfect and sexy and exactly what he wanted.
Levi’s thrusts were deliberate, each one grinding his pubic bone against my clit.
X’s precum lit up my taste buds, and I just wanted more. Wanted to watch him fall apart.
Wanted to feel like he owned me just as much as the other two did.
“Come in my mouth,” I begged him.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Violet… Fuck. Take it.”
I obliged, loving the way he felt inside me.
I knew they were all holding on, waiting for me.
I brought my fingers to my clit, rubbing the little nub, pushing the detonate button on the building pressure inside me.
I fell hard into a spiral of pleasure. My entire body tightened, then relaxed, muscles deep inside me spasming uncontrollably, sending sharp darts of pleasure through every inch.
Levi fucked me faster, harder, and the result was both me and Whip groaning, him clutching at me, fucking up into me until he was taking me as hard as Levi was.
My body welcomed every thrust, so thoroughly gripped with the pleasure they’d created in me.
X stared down at me, our gazes connected, his beautiful lips parted as he watched me through half-mast eyes.
I saw the moment his orgasm hit him. Saw it in his expression, in the jolt of his body, in the way he gripped me, like he needed something to keep him anchored.
His cum spread across my tongue, spurting deep in the back of my throat.
I swallowed him down, licking every inch of him, not minding the taste, not because it was good, but because it was him. All I wanted was to give him the same sort of pleasure the three of them gave me.
He thrust into my mouth at the same time the other two thrust into my body.
I was the center of all of it. The sole focus of their attention.
For a girl who’d grown up hiding away in corners, trying to stay out of view, it felt new.
Good.
Like being loved.
My heart squeezed. I loved them. All three of them. This thing between us was so much more than just sex. So much more than the danger that lurked outside.
There was a connection here that couldn’t be denied, and it was the breath in my lungs.
I licked X, keeping him in my mouth until every last shudder had been wrung from his body.
When he was done, he flopped on the couch Levi had vacated, our clothes strewn about the room, all thoughts of the dinner X had been planning to cook abandoned.
Levi pulled out from my pussy, and I knew his cum was dripping from inside me, coating the insides of my thighs, but I was so well-fucked I couldn’t fathom cleaning up yet. He lay out on the carpet at my and Whip’s feet, his arm slung over his eyes, breathing hard.
“That was…fuck. Good. Really fucking good. I don’t think I can move.”
“Me neither,” I admitted, well aware Whip was still inside me. But I was too boneless to lift off him, and he seemed intent to keep me there, his fingers tracing featherlight patterns over my tits again, like he might have been hoping for a third orgasm out of me.
There was no way. I was so done, so sensitive that even his tiny touches felt like fireworks. I was going to catch fire if he tried wringing another orgasm from me.
But he just seemed intent to lie there in the recliner, with me on his lap.
His breathing deepened, and mine followed, matching the rise and fall of his chest, my eyelids getting heavy.
Levi was quiet on the floor too, clearly just as sleepy as Whip and I were.
X, of course, was anything but tired, his constant need to do something kicking in. He stood, picking up the plate of empty oyster shells. “Back to making dinner!” He tilted the plate a little in my and Whip’s direction. “Oysters were good, Whip?”
Whip mumbled sleepily from beneath me. “Excellent. So good Violet and Levi even gave them the thumbs-up.”
X froze. “What?” His gaze met mine. “You ate them? You said you didn’t like them!”
I frowned at him. “I didn’t think I did, but Whip said they were really good, so Levi and I both caved, and I tried them again. Yours were much better than the ones I had at that restaurant.”
“No!” X wailed. “Nooooo! You weren’t supposed to eat them!”
All three of us lifted our heads to look at him, but it was me who spoke. Something wasn’t adding up.
“You made us the oysters but you didn’t want us to eat them?”
“Just ignore him,” Levi said lazily. “A blow job from Violet would break my brain too.”
But X shook his head. “It’s not that.” Then he glanced at me and added. “Though it was extremely good. Top notch. Can’t remember my own name sort of blow job. Do they have a Guinness Book of World Records for sexual acts? If so, I’m submitting that one.”
I squinted at him, just waiting for his verbal diarrhea to run out.
He eventually sighed. “I have a slight confession to make.” He looked between all three of us guiltily. “And I don’t think any of you are going to like it.”