Chapter 18
BAILEY
Of all the things I’ve done in my life, cleaning my mother’s brain matter and blood from my stepbrother’s kitchen would have been the most bizarre.
I knew that I should have felt something.
Something other than the nothing I felt about taking a life, especially when the life was my very own mother’s.
Instead, I didn’t feel a thing for the woman who raised me.
For the woman who treated me like I was nothing more than a disgrace.
Maybe there’s something wrong with me, because if I could turn back the clock, I wouldn’t change a thing about that night.
She was going to kill them.
If I had gone upstairs and gotten my things like she had requested, my mother would have taken the loves of my life out before I had enough time to put my bag in whatever getaway car was waiting for us.
For no other reason than money, power, status, and Dean fucking Whitman, who no one has seen anywhere, by the way.
I roll over in bed, the covers warm and perfect against my skin, my comfort amplified by the weight of Jace, Colton, and Roman curled around me. Their bodies are pressed so close, heat and strength molding against me, and for a moment, the outside world ceases to exist.
I brush my ass against Jace’s hardened cock, and he stirs against me.
“You’re so naughty,” he whispers in my ear, his warm breath rolling off my skin in warm, electric waves. Colton stirs in front of me, rolling over to face Jace and me, and his beautiful morning face only makes me jealous. It's so not fucking fair that they get to look this good when they wake up.
“Hey, there, Stalker,” Colton says on a yawn, and then leans in to rest his chin on the top of my head, wrapping his strong, tattooed arm around both Jace’s and my body.
I could lie like this forever, loved and cherished in their arms, but I promised Sarah and Kayda that we'd get breakfast, and I haven’t hung out with them in what feels like forever.
“I don't want to get up,” I whisper, nestling closer to my men.
“Then don't.” Roman’s husky morning voice breaks over the quiet, and he rolls over to hold Colton in his arms.
“I have to,” I say with a sigh, and when I try to get up, large, muscular arms quickly pull me back down, until I’m lying on top of a very naked, very hard Colton Hayes.
“Hmmm,” he purrs into the crook of my neck, his arms smoothing along my back before he grips my ass cheeks, grinding my pussy against his growing erection.
“And you say I’m naughty,” I say to Jace, who lets out a breathy chuckle.
Jace moves, placing a gentle kiss on Colton’s cheek, before meeting his mouth.
My heart skips a beat every time I see them like this.
Away from our busy lives, and just simply living in each other’s orbit without the troubles of the outside world.
“I want you,” Jace whispers against Colton’s lips, and I can feel Colton’s reaction jerk against my pussy, already throbbing for them.
Colton places his hands beneath my ass to lift me before positioning his swollen tip at my entrance.
Jace rises to his knees, moving around, and positioning himself behind me.
“You want to feel my cock while we fuck our girl?” Jace asks, and my pussy pulses with need and anticipation. I can’t get enough of them, and I don’t think I ever will.
“Fuck yeah, love. I want you to come on my cock while we fuck our woman’s pretty cunt.
It’s the only way you’ll get me out of this fucking bed today,” Colton says, sliding me down onto his hard length until I’m fully seated, and I’m already seeing stars.
Colton grips my hips, slowly rocking me back and forth on his hard length, working me until I’m ready to take them both.
Jace nudges my wet pussy with his tip, coating his cock with my arousal. “Are you ready, baby girl?” he says, his voice rough with want. I nod, because of course I’m fucking ready for him. I’ll never not be ready for them to claim me as theirs.
“Say it,” Jace demands, and God, I love it when he orders me around like this.
“I am so ready for you. I want you to fuck me and Colton, baby,” I almost beg, before he glides inside me. My eyes blur at the corners from the wave of pleasure rolling over my body, and damn, I feel so full. Full of them.
“Fuck, your cock feels so fucking incredible against mine, Cole,” Jace groans, pulling out almost all the way, then slamming it back in hard.
“Fuck!” both Colton and I cry out, as Jace starts to fuck my full pussy. Colton is quaking beneath me as he bucks his hips upward, their cocks rubbing against each other inside me, and I can already feel the pressure start to build low in my core.
“God, you’re fucking ruining me,” Colton mewls, his thrusts now frantic to match Jace’s.
Roman’s blue gaze meets mine as he watches me ride our lovers’ cocks, and he knows what I want him to do.
I don’t even have to say it. He rises from the bed and moves around us, and I can imagine him now.
His bare, muscular chest pressed against Jace’s back.
His arm reaching down to play with his tight hole.
Everything about being with them like this is transcendental, and I really could stay like this, locked away in this room with them forever, with no interruptions from the outside world.
“I’m going to fuck you, Jace,” Roman says, and Jace’s frantic thrusts get slower, and slower, and if I didn’t know better, I’d say that this has taken Jace by surprise. I bite my tongue to hold back the laugh threatening to escape. It’s a rare fucking day that Jace is caught off guard.
“Relax, baby. You know how this goes,” Roman says, and a deep moan tumbles from Jace’s lips.
“Fuck that was hot,” Colton moans, bucking up into me in a steady rhythm, watching what I cannot see happen behind me from this position.
“Jesus fucking Christ, your ass is so fucking tight around me, baby,” Roman groans, and Jace whimpers, shuddering against my body.
“Mmm… mmmfuck. So fucking good.” Jace and Roman’s moans surround us, and I look down and meet Colton’s beautiful, forest-green gaze, staring up at me in awe as I ride him, slow and heartfelt, consumed by this moment.
“I used to imagine what making you mine, ours, would be like, and even in my wildest dreams, you still ruin us, darling.”
The End