Chapter Twenty-Three
Hudson: Caught Walker with his dick down Levi’s throat again. Darlin’, you can’t keep leaving me alone with them.
Levi: Shut the fuck up. If she wants space, she gets space.
Walker: He’s just jealous I don’t let him swallow my monster.
Hudson: Ew. Gross. Don’t call it a monster.
Levi: He didn’t deny it.
Walker: I caught that. Come here, Huddy. You can have some.
Hudson: Gag.
Me: I bet you want to gag on it.
I laugh at my addition to the conversation.
Last night I decided to stay at my place alone for once.
I know any one of them or all of them would have come and stayed with me or that I could stay there, but I felt I needed a night away to see if this was all real.
If I wasn’t just caught up in the whirlwind of it all.
I always thought Boston Rob and Amber were crazy when they fell in love in thirty-nine days on Survivor. How could you in that short amount of time?
I get it now. When you spend each and every minute with them, it is easy. They become such an integral part of your life that you can’t be away from them.
That’s what last night was for me. A wake-up call.
I’m in love with these men. I don’t want to be apart from them anymore. I plan to tell them that too.
Soon.
Hudson: Ah, darlin’. You too? What? Is it pick on Hudson day today?
Me: You left the door open, babe. Can’t blame a girl for walking through it.
Hudson: I’ll always let you walk through my door.
Walker: Your back door?
Hudson: Shut it, Walker.
Levi: Now I’m getting jealous. I thought I was the only back door being used here.
Me: I mean, I could be persuaded.
Levi: Fuck.
Walker: Anytime, Pixie.
Hudson: No way. That’s mine. No one gets it before me.
Me: Shrug emoji.
Hudson: I hate that you brought that up and I can’t do anything about it. It’s going to be a long day without you, darlin’. Send me a picture to keep me going.
I laugh at his antics. Walker and Levi are staying back to be around for me, but one of them had to go on some run for the MC.
They told me they would give me more details, but I don’t want to know.
I don’t need to know the nitty-gritty of their club life.
I trust them and know that whatever they are doing, they are good men and wouldn’t do anything that I wouldn’t agree with.
Nothing they do will change how I feel about them.
Pulling my shirt down, I show some cleavage, then snap a picture and send it to the group.
Hudson: I’m going to fuck those tits.
Levi: Not before me.
Walker: Excuse me, but you got to fuck her first, and dipshit claimed her ass, so the tits are mine.
Hudson: How is that fair? You got the first kiss.
Levi: And which one of you gave her the first orgasm? I believe that was you, Huddy boy.
Walker: Could have been me. I did eat her out.
Me: It was totally Hudson. I’ll never look at the movies the same again.
Hudson: Darlin’, I love that you are pumping me up, but I’m afraid you are losing me the opportunity to fuck your tits first.
Me: Does it really matter? You’ll get your turn. Sharing is caring.
Levi: That it fucking is. When can we see you again?
Walker: “She needs space.” Remember.
Levi: Fuck you.
Walker: Willingly. Want to watch, Pixie?
I shiver at the thoughts. No, I don’t.
Me: I want to join.
Hudson: Fuck. I really don’t want to go now. I don’t want to miss group activities.
Levi: Too bad, so sad. You drew the short straw.
Walker: I’m on my way to you, Pixie. Better pack a bag.
I swallow hard. Am I ready for what that means?
I am. I so am.
Me: I’ll be waiting.
I ignore the group chat blowing up as I pack a bag with all of my favorites. I know I won’t be spending too terribly much time here anymore. I’d rather spend it with them.
It doesn’t take Walker long to get here. I know he likely sped the whole way. The moment I hear the motorcycle, I step outside the house and lock the door.
Eventually I’ll need to come back for my car, but for now, I’m happy to be on his bike.
“Look at you, all eager. You ready for this?” Walker asks, taking in my outfit.
I have on the riding pants they bought me and a T-shirt covered with the jacket they gave me. Add in the biker boots I bought last time I went shopping, and I look like I belong on the back of his bike.
“I am. Are you ready?” I tease him.
As soon as I’m close enough, he pulls me into his arms, kissing me until I’m breathless.
“I’m more than ready.”
I pull away, letting him put the helmet on my head. A flash of something catches my attention over his shoulder. I frown when I see a car that looks suspiciously like Troy’s best friend, Hunter, but I ignore it, focusing back on the man in front of me.
Nothing can ruin my mood today. Not when I know I have the three men who make my heart sing and a new place to call home.
“Levi is waiting for us. Climb on.”
I do as he asks, settling behind him. When he reaches back and grabs my thigh, I melt. I love when they do that, and each one of them has.
I wrap my arms around him, squeezing him as he roars off down the street. I soak in the feeling.
When I am on a bike with any of them, I feel like I am flying. I feel safe and free at the same time. It’s something I never realized I even wanted.
Who knew three men was all it would take to find it?
I want this to be special for her.
That’s the only reason I can come up with about how nervous I am. I mean, she has already seen us together and admitted she liked it, so I shouldn’t be concerned, right?
I am, though.
What if it’s not good? What if she changes her mind?
I like what I do with Walker. It’s different from what I have with Esme. Walker and I aren’t all romantic words and shit. We kiss and we fuck and shit, but I don’t think he’s my soulmate like I do Esme. Still, that connection is one I don’t want to lose.
I straighten up as I hear the door open. Then I hear the laughter. Both hers and Walker’s.
I like hearing Esme laugh, but Walker rarely does, so that makes it even more special.
She does that for us. She brings out the parts of us we thought were lost long ago.
“Hey there, Bossman,” she says, easily walking over to me to kiss me.
I hug her tightly before I let go.
“Hudson is pissed he’s gone, but I promise we will make sure you don’t have time to miss him,” I tell her.
She smiles. “Don’t tell Hudson, but I’m glad we are getting time together just the three of us.”
“What do you want to do? I can make dinner,” I offer, looking back at the kitchen.
She shakes her head. “No. I’m not hungry. At least not for food.”
She turns and strides over to Walker. Then she lowers to her knees. Unbuttoning his pants, she looks back at me. “You coming?”
My cock is already hard in my pants. She’s going to suck him off right here in the living room. Fuck, I want to watch that.
I walk over to her as she peels Walker’s pants down his legs.
Their height difference is going to make it hard for her to suck him off, though.
He must have the same idea because he holds his hand out to her and helps her stand.
He steps out of his pants before he sits on the middle cushion of the couch.
Esme grabs my hand, leading me over to him, and then she drops to her knees once more, this time tugging me down with her.
She leans in, her tongue licking his piercing before taking his cock in her mouth. Walker lets her get a taste before he grabs her hand, pulling her off of him.
“Strip. I want both of you naked,” he growls.
Esme strips quickly before turning to me. She slides my shirt off before she unbuttons my pants. I stumble a little as I try to take them off without fully standing.
Once I’m back at her side, she leans forward, licking Walker.
“You want to share?” she asks me.
I lean forward, matching her lick for lick as Walker’s hand finds its way to the back of my head.
I look over and see his other one in her hair.
He pulls her back before pushing me closer to his cock.
I take the unspoken demand and swallow his cock in one go.
I can feel the Jacob’s ladder slide across my tongue.
I love how it feels inside of me. He moans, thrusting up inside of my mouth until he bottoms out.
Then he pulls me off, switching to Esme.
She tries her best to take him all, but she can’t.
He’s a large man, and it took me several sessions before I could take him all.
She doesn’t let that deter her, though. She keeps trying until he pulls her off, pushing me back on.
We go like this several times before he finally pulls us both off.
“Feel her. Is she wet?” Walker asks.
I trail my hand down her back and through her cheeks until I can feel her wetness. I pull my fingers away, offering them to Walker.
He takes them, sucking them inside, making my cock jerk.
“Mmm. Tasty. I think Levi deserves a prize. Don’t you, Pixie?”
“Yes. Anything.”
He smirks at her. “Lie on your back between his legs and suck his cock.”
Her breath catches, but she moves, doing as he asks. I help get her into position, looking down at her as she lies between me and the couch. Walker grabs my head, pushing it back into his dick as Esme pulls my cock into her mouth.
I groan, giving Walker the opening he needs to shove his cock down my throat. The roughness mixed with the soft, gentle way Esme handles me is intoxicating. It’s such a contradiction, yet so wonderfully amazing.
Walker begins to fuck my face, Esme matching his pace. I know I won’t last long. I can only hope Walker doesn’t either.
The fucker is a fucking machine, though, fucking me hard without stopping, which only drives me wilder.
“He’s going to come in your mouth, and you won’t spit or swallow. Understand?” he tells Esme.
She makes a humming noise that has my balls tightening up. I come a moment later, filling her mouth.
She pulls off, climbing up onto Walker as he pulls me off of him.
“Spit it in my mouth,” he tells her.