Chapter 32
CAMILE
How the hell has this happened? One minute, I was crying over Jack, and the next I’m in bed with Rook and Ace.
I feel as if I’m losing my mind, and maybe I am because this isn’t like me one bit.
None of it is. Ever since the date with Ledger, I’ve been spiraling out of control.
Perhaps it’s all the years I was the repressed good girl, first at home, where I’d have to wear those plain, virginal dresses my dad wanted me in whenever we had company at the house.
Then even at college, although I was able to wear sexier clothes than at home, I always felt as if I was the mother hen. The sensible one.
My friend Mackenzie acted crazy when she first met the Devils. Then Vani came along, and she and the Vipers went on a wild ride. Finally, there’s Ophelia and her Preachers. They all got to live out their fantasies, while I worried about them, made sure they got to bed safely, helped them all.
What thanks do I get? Vani throwing cruel words at me, and Mack and Ophelia seemingly being too wrapped up in their own lives to even care.
Maybe I should be hurt that Jack gave Ace the okay, but a part of me is pleased.
They’re helping me forget. Making me feel good.
It doesn’t change how I feel about Jack, but what’s the point in saving myself for something that’s never going to happen?
I’ll probably be leaving here in the next day or so, either back to the college, or hopefully to be with Mom, so why shouldn’t I let myself go for once in my life?
Rook’s mouth covers my pussy, and he flattens his tongue, licking me from top to bottom, before focusing on my clit. He uses the tip of his tongue to flick and swirl and lap, then he sucks and sends my back arching off the bed.
“Oh, God,” I cry.
Rook presses a finger inside me while he continues to suckle on my swollen clit, and then adds a second. He curls them inward to find my G-spot. He hits it, and I cry out, my body jerking.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, my—”
My words are swallowed by Ace’s mouth as he kisses me again.
His big hand covers my right breast, playing with my nipple, which sends a direct bolt of pleasure between my thighs.
I never thought I’d be someone who’d get to experience this insane bliss of having two men feasting on my body, but here I am.
And I want more.
Ace pulls back. “We want to fuck you, Princess. Is that okay?”
I stare into his beautiful eyes. Rook has also pulled away a little, looking up at me, waiting for my answer.
“Both,” I managed to say. “I want both of you, but…”
Rook frowns. “What is it?”
I’m embarrassed to admit it at my age. “I’m a virgin.”
I want to curl into a ball and die. The two men exchange a glance.
“A virgin?” Ace echoes.
I nod. “I understand if you don’t want me.”
He clamps a hand over my mouth. “Stop talking. Of course, we still want you. Fuck, it would be an honor.”
“It would?” I mumble against his palm.
He removes his hand and smacks a kiss to my lips. “Of course it fucking would. But we can’t both take you at the same time, Princess. Not when you’re a virgin. That kind of thing needs some prep. We’d hurt you.”
I realize he thought I meant that I’d have them both inside me at the same time and blanch at the idea.
“No, one of you inside me first, just for a moment, and then the other.”
I hardly know where these words are coming from, but it just feels right.
I don’t want to show any favoritism. I want them both.
I feel as if I’m betraying the fantasy I had of Jack being my first, but he’s rejected me one too many times now.
I’ll die a virgin if I don’t accept that we’ll never be together.
Ace and Rook exchange that glance again. “I think we can manage that,” Rook says.
They both stand and strip off their clothes, and I watch with my mouth agape and my heart pounding.
They have such beautiful bodies. Hard and muscular and tattooed. Rook is a good few years younger than Ace, so he’s leaner, but his body has more of a hard edge to it, presumably from his prison days. Where Ace is big biceps and shoulders, Rook is all cut abs and sharp angles.
He retakes his place between my legs, his hand around the base of his cock. He moves up my body until the head nudges at my entrance. I’m ripe and wet and ready for him, and he edges inside me.
There’s a little friction at first and a little pain. I hitch a breath.
“Are you okay?” He cups my face in his hands.
“I’m okay. Keep going.”
He slides in deeper. Oh, God. I’ve never felt anything like this. Even when I’ve used a finger or a toy, it doesn’t feel this big inside me or go this deep.
“Rook, oh, God.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No, no, don’t stop.”
Never stop, I want to tell him.
But then I remember Ace. My crazy, sexy, fun Ace. I want him, too.
Rook kisses me, and his hips thrust. I gasp on each one, my breasts bouncing beneath his chest
“My turn,” Ace says from beside us.
“Fuucck,” Rook groans.
He places his forehead to mine, nudges my nose with his. His cock twitches inside me.
Then he pulls out, and I feel completely empty for a few seconds, until Ace takes his place.
“Ready, Princess?”
“Ready.”
He slowly thrusts inside me. Oh, God. He feels incredible, too.
Ace moves inside me, and my orgasm builds, which blows my mind as neither of them are touching my clit, and normally I need that to get off.
Maybe it’s the mental stimulation of what’s happening.
Two men are fucking me. Two gorgeous, rough, dangerous men are fucking me, the goodie two shoes.
I almost laugh, but it gets pushed down by a moan as Ace thrusts in extra hard.
Rook stands by the bed, his hand wrapped around his cock, slowly masturbating as he watches Ace fuck me. The sight turns me on even more, and I think I might just lose my mind.
“Fuck, Ace,” he growls. “I need to be inside her again.”
Ace gives way, and now Rook is inside me. Kissing me, fucking me.
They swap again, and again, and I don’t know how they’re keeping hold of themselves. I realize I’ve managed to set myself up to be edged as well, because each time I get close to coming, the men swap.
“I can’t,” Rook says, finally, his hips thrusting faster into me. “I can’t stop this time. Fuck, Cami, I’m going to come inside you. Can I? I’m clean. Fuck, I can’t hold off.”
“Yes, yes, please. I’m on birth control. I want your cum filling me.”
I no longer care about being careful. I’ve been careful my whole life, and look where that’s gotten me. Just into a whole heap of trouble. I might as well enjoy myself.
Rook brings me higher as he moves just right, hitting something inside me, and I spill over. I cry out, and he grunts as he loses his rhythm and fills me. We cling to each other, and my body jerks with little aftershocks.
He clutches my face again and kisses me. “God, Cami, you’re incredible.”
I smile at him, but Ace clears his throat beside us. “If you don’t move, Rook, I’m going to come all over you, and I’d much prefer to be inside our girl.”
Our girl… I love those words. I know it’s all just hormones, but my body hums with happiness.
Rook slides out of me, Ace taking his place between my thighs.
He shocks me by spreading my pussy apart and staring at it. “You did a good job, Rook. Look how wet and swollen she is. Her clit is still pulsing and your cum is dripping out of her.”
Rook stares, too, both of them looking at me as if I’m nothing but their toy, a display item for them to enjoy. It should make me feel used, but it turns me on so bad, I squirm on the bed.
Ace’s hands grip the insides of my thighs, his thumbs stroking my skin. “That was such a pretty orgasm, but I want more. Do you think you can manage another one?’’
“But what about...?” I gesture vaguely to the mess between my legs.
With Rook having come inside me, it’s going to be gross for Ace.
“Princess, the wetter the better. You think another man’s cum is going to keep me away from you? Not a fucking chance.”
I’m a little sore now, but I don’t tell him. I want to see Ace lose himself the same way Rook did.
He sits on the edge of the bed and pulls me onto him, so I’m straddling his lap.
We adjust our positions, so I sink down onto his cock.
He stretches me beautifully, and I groan with bliss.
I move my hips, cautiously at first, but as I get used to it, I build a rhythm.
He thumbs my clit, kisses my neck, grabs my ass.
We’re fucking together, breathing heavy, moans and gasps filling the room.
I didn’t think I was going to come again, but the way he’s strumming my clit takes me higher and higher.
“Oh, God, Ace. Oh, fuck.”
“Your pussy feels so good, Princess. So fucking wet and dripping with cum.”
He grabs my hair and pulls it just right at the roots enough to sting, and I unravel around his cock.
He thrusts himself deep, and I feel him jerking inside me as he comes.
I hang on to this moment, wanting to ride it forever, but eventually we both fall still, our hearts pressed together, our lungs heaving as we catch our breath.
Afterward, they clean me up and get me dressed, and they are so gentle it’s as if they truly care.
They make me food, and laugh with me, kiss me, and make me believe everything is going to be okay.
For that precious beat of time, I’m wrapped in a haze of warmth, and I finally understand why Mack, Vani, and Ophelia risked everything to be with their men.
I feel so cherished and safe. I know it’s not that simple, but I’ll take this little reprieve before I figure out how I’ll join my family on the other side of the border.