EPILOGUE #3
“Just almost?” I pant, and he snickers.
“Oh, we’re not done yet. We’re just taking turns, brotherly sharing.” He grins, helping me off the table.
It took a year or so for everyone to be comfortable taking me together, and I’m so glad we figured it out.
“Oh, shut up,” I mutter, making him laugh and slap my ass.
Nash steps back, and North takes his place, gripping my chin and leaning down to kiss me, his other hand wandering to my ass. “Can I take your ass, baby?”
“Yes,” I whisper, my heart pounding in my chest when he turns me and pushes my upper body down on the table, his hand sliding up and down my spine.
When I look back over my shoulder, Hunter hands North a bottle of lube, and he squeezes a good amount of it on my ass, the cold making me shiver.
North starts to prepare me, rubbing my asshole before gently nudging a finger into me, and I try to relax, controlling my breathing.
It’s not the first time we’ve done this.
Hunter stands on my right beside the table, reaching out to stroke my hair. “You all right?”
I nod, wanting to say yes, but North slides another finger into my ass. “Holy shit,” I curse instead, grabbing the table’s edge, and making all the guys chuckle.
North stretches me, and I moan, gripping the table harder. Then his fingers leave me, and the head of his cock presses into me in their place. I hold my breath while pressing my eyes shut. I can’t seem to control my moans and whimpers anymore. They’re echoing loudly from the kitchen walls.
“Let me in, baby, don’t push me out. Let me enjoy this. I know you do too,” North’s voice is hoarse as he pushes into me harder.
He’s right. I enjoy it very much, but getting him inside me is always a little difficult at first. Hunter grips my hair at the back of my head and makes me look up at him, still panting.
“Let him fuck that tight little asshole, Shortcake. You know what you earn when you’re good for us.”
Oh, I know.
I earn his cock in my pussy while North pounds my ass. The thought alone makes me even wetter, and I force myself to relax, making North glide right to the hilt.
“That’s it. Fuck. My good girl,” he moans out when he’s seated inside me, the stretch a mix of pain and pleasure, but oh so damn good.
I’m still panting, my heart racing when North slowly pulls back and pushes in again.
I look up and see Nash and Saylor leaning against the kitchen counter, Nash stroking his cock, cursing under his breath.
Saylor watches my every move like a hawk, arms crossed over his chest, but his cock is rock-hard.
North picks up his pace, pulling my hips back with both hands on me, and Hunter grips my chin again, his thumb pressing into my mouth. I reach over to grab his cock, starting to pump him, making him groan and close his eyes.
“Push back, baby,” North commands. But I can’t. I’m only able to squirm. “Push back,” he demands again, and I do, taking in another inch. “Fuck,” I moan out a curse, and North slaps my ass.
“Look at you, taking my cock so damn good in your tight little ass,” he praises while all I can do is whimper and squirm.
North pulls my arms behind my back, interlocks one of his with them below my elbows, and holds me up from the table while pounding into my ass, making me scream.
So damn good.
“North, don’t break her, man. We still have so much more planned.” Nash snickers.
Reluctantly, North stops his pounding and lets go of my arms, pulling out of me and making me whimper with the emptiness, my pussy clenching around nothing and needing release.
I’m flat on the table as his hand comes down to my neck, pulling me up to stand. He turns my head to him and kisses me deeply. “I love you,” he whispers against my lips.
Hunter turns me by my shoulder before he lifts me to his chest, my legs coming around his waist, my arms around his neck. He leans his thigh on the edge of the table, steadying himself when he lifts me higher by my thighs and guides me down onto his cock.
Oh my God.
I moan loudly, gripping the back of his neck when he sinks inside my pussy, stretching me so well. “Fuck, Hunter,” I breathe out, and he chuckles before he groans.
“You feel like heaven every fucking time,” he whispers in my ear.
There’s warmth at my back as North steps up to us, his hand sliding up and down my ass. “More?” he asks in my other ear.
“Yes, please,” I beg, and relish how his fingers glide inside me, lubing me up once more before he pulls them out of me again, only to push his cock back in.
My nails dig into Hunter’s shoulders, and I’m gasping while they groan.
Having them at the same time is too much and not enough.
“Fuck, you’re so damn tight,” Hunter grunts before he pulls me into a kiss.
I start to squirm, moving my hips to get them to move, and they finally do, thrusting in and out of me while North kisses and nibbles my neck. I’m so full, I can barely take it, but it feels so damn good. All my focus is zeroed in on how they’re thrusting into me, making me shudder and moan.
“You’re doing so good for us,” North praises while his hand slides between Hunter and me, between my legs, starting to rub my clit.
“Please,” I whimper when his thumb circles me with the perfect pace.
Hunter licks from my collarbone to my earlobe, biting down on it and making me gasp. “You take it so well. You’re doing amazing for us, Shortcake.”
I turn to put an arm around North’s neck, too, leaning in to kiss him as they pick up their pace. North’s fingers between my legs don’t stop circling, and his other hand has a tit in a tight grasp, squeezing it. I moan, arching my back.
“So fucking hot,” Nash comments, but I can’t see him or Saylor, so I press my eyes shut again, moving my hips, chasing my orgasm.
“That’s it, baby, come for us, come all over our cocks.” North whispers in my ear and I grip Hunter’s shoulders hard when North pinches my clit and makes me fall over the edge with a loud moan.
“Fuck,” Hunter mutters, pulling me to his hips, spilling deep inside me. North pounds my ass a few more times before he grunts out his release.
Wrapping my arms around Hunter, I hold onto his neck tightly while North pulls out of me, kissing my shoulder and back.
“I love you,” Hunter whispers in my ear when he pulls out next and lets me down onto my feet, but my legs are jelly, and I sway a little.
Nash comes to my rescue, picking me up bridal style. My head falls against his shoulder, and he chuckles softly. “How do you feel, pretty girl?”
“Dirty, but not done,” I tell him with a small smile.
I crave him and Saylor just as much.
“That’s good because we’re not done with you either.” He chuckles, carrying me through the hallway and living room outside to the patio where Saylor is waiting, having heated the hot tub, already sitting inside.
The air is cold, and I shiver slightly.
“Give her to me,” Saylor commands, standing.
Nash kisses my forehead before he places me in Saylor’s arms. Saylor sits back down into the warm water, with me sideways in his lap, stroking my cheek. “How’s our girl?”
I turn to straddle his thighs, my arms coming up around his neck, fingers tangling in his waves.
“Never better,” I murmur before leaning in to kiss him.
The cold air is a stark contrast to the warm water, and my nipples grow even harder.
I press myself against Saylor for warmth, and his grin tells me he’s enjoying the fuck out of having my breasts pressed into his chest.
Nash stands behind Saylor outside the tub and starts to gather my hair in the world’s messiest bun. “Don’t want to get your hair all wet in the cold,” he murmurs.
Saylor’s tongue parts my lips, claiming me hard once more. With a squeeze of my waist, he pulls me tighter, letting me feel his cock underneath me.
“Slo…” he breathes out my name. “Ride me, Boo,” he commands softly against my lips.
I reach down to grab his cock and position myself on top of him, slowly sinking down while keeping eye contact. We gasp when he’s fully inside me, and he takes my lips in another hard kiss while his hands knead my ass.
I start to move up and down, keeping my lips pressed to his, our tongues twisting together.
The water swishes, then a hand runs down my back until someone is fingering my ass again.
I break the kiss and look over my shoulder to find Nash’s hot gaze on me, but before I can say anything, he leans in to kiss me.
He simultaneously slips his tongue between my lips and another finger inside my ass.
I moan against his lips, and he swallows the sound.
“I want you so bad,” Nash almost pleads, eyes closed.
“Then take me,” I answer, my tone just as pleading.
“Oh, we’ll take you all right,” Saylor promises while leaning in and sucking on my nipple, prompting me to arch into his face while Nash pulls my ass cheeks apart so he can sink into me too.
My hands find Saylor’s hair and grip the strands hard, pulling it when Nash pushes in to the hilt, making me gasp.
“Fuck,” Saylor curses, squeezing my hips. “I need to move, brother. She’s so damn tight.”
They start to thrust into me gently and slowly, but I want more, I need more.
“Harder,” I beg, my nails digging into Saylor’s scalp, and he nips my nipple in retaliation.
Nash’s hands are on my hips, his grip bruising when he starts to pound into my ass, the water almost spilling out of the tub.
Saylor lets him do the work, the movement of Nash’s thrusts and the water pushing me up and down his length, so he has his hands free and grips my face, kissing the fuck out of me, stealing my breath.
I have to break the kiss to gasp for air, and Saylor grips my throat while his other hand slides between us, rubbing my clit.
“You like that?” he hisses, leaning in to lick over my lips.
I’m barely able to nod, still getting pounded from behind, Saylor’s grip on my throat holding my head up.
“You love getting fucked by two cocks at once, don’t you?” Nash’s voice is breathy in my ear, a strain in it.
“Yes,” I whimper, my whole body tensing up.
“Attagirl, then come for us,” Nash demands.
Saylor’s hand leaves my throat, and Nash palms my chin, pulling my head back so he can kiss my forehead. “Squeeze our cocks, pretty girl. I need to feel you come undone between us.”
Saylor still rubs my clit while his lips are latched onto my nipple, and the combination of that with their cocks stretching me and Nash’s words push me over the edge once more, leaving me a shuddering, whimpering mess.
Saylor groans, coming right with me. When he’s spent, Nash pulls me off him and sits down on the seat next to him, cock still buried inside my ass. I lay my head on his shoulder as he guides me up and down his length a few more times, grunting into my ear before another wave of warmth fills my ass.
Nash groans and pants, kissing my temple. “That was fucking amazing, Siren. I fucking love you.”
I have lost the ability to speak and can only pant, beads of sweat rolling down my neck.
Nash pulls out of me, leaving me feeling empty and sore, but it’s the best fucking feeling. I close my eyes and breathe, and shortly after, the water is in motion again. I open my eyes just a little to see North and Hunter joining us.
“God, that was amazing,” Hunter groans, leaning back.
“Agreed, I love all of you so much,” I whisper, making them chuckle.
Saylor sweeps some stray strands of hair behind my ear from my left, kissing my birthmark before he leans back, taking my hand in his while interlacing our fingers.
“We need a bigger hot tub,” North announces as he takes my other hand, stroking the back of it underwater, while Nash has his arms around my stomach, kissing up the side of my head.
“Sure, whatever you want, boss,” Nash agrees against my temple.
Hunter pulls my feet to him, rubbing them gently. “What do you think, Say? Could we build our own pool next summer? Down on the grass? That would be enough space for all of us and then some.”
“Hmm, let’s ask our mechanic.” He chuckles, squeezing my hand. “Can we?”
“No, you can’t. That’s fucking dangerous. You could get hurt,” North chimes in, making Nash snicker in my ear, his chest moving under me.
I let them squabble, still basking in the afterglow, the cuddles and the caresses they give me, and the love I’m feeling. Dusk is setting in, and some stars are already visible in the darkening sky.
This is it.
Home.
Love.
Belonging.
Having people that love you, craziness and all.
I can’t wait to spend forever with them because when death comes to take my hand, I will hold onto them with my other, and I will find them again in the light.