Chapter 24 #2
Sawyer’s eyebrows climb up his forehead, but he doesn’t argue. He groans instead, moving to take my place hovering over Violet.
“Fuck,” he hisses. “You’re so fucking amazing like this.” He palms her tits and slides a hand down the softness of her belly, then lower, to where she’s so hot and wet for us. “I can smell how fucking turned on you are right now, Peaches. It smells delicious.”
I move to the side with Rhett, letting Sawyer get settled, watching as Violet arches up into him. Rhett plays with her hair, fingers delving through the messy auburn locks and gliding over her neck. She shivers, leaning into him as well.
I trail kisses down her neck to her shoulder, grabbing her hand with my good one to give her something to hold on to.
She’s aware of what we’re doing, but her focus is on Sawyer.
“Do you have condoms around somewhere?” he asks her, and she flushes even darker.
“We don’t need them,” she mumbles. “I can’t get pregnant, and I’m clean.” She tugs her lower lip between her teeth, glancing between us all. “So if you are too, then we don’t need to use condoms. I mean, if you’re okay with that.”
I can’t help but groan. The thought of getting to feel her raw, with nothing separating us, is so fucking heady. Rhett curses under his breath, and when Sawyer grips Violet’s thigh even harder, I can tell we’re all thinking the same thing right now.
Sawyer licks his lips, his eyes hooded as he gazes down at her. “Jesus fucking Christ, Peaches. We’re more than just okay with it. You’ve got me about to bust without ever getting inside you, talking like that. Fuck, you drive me crazy. Are you ready for me?”
“Yes.” She nods quickly, her mouth dropping open slightly as her breath comes faster.
As if he’s been waiting his whole life to hear those words, he grips his cock in his free hand and starts lining it up, preparing to press into Violet’s pussy.
I can’t look away from the sight. Her pink flesh splitting for him, the puffy, wet lips of her pussy parting to make room for the head of his cock. He works the crown in, and when Violet’s eyes fly open wide, I know she’s feeling the warm metal of his piercing sliding into her.
It’s slow going, and Sawyer grits his teeth as he fights to hold himself back.
Violet trembles, squeezing my hand and taking deep breaths through it.
“You’re so big,” she tells him on a moan. “Oh my god.”
Sawyer’s hand dips down to play with her clit, pleasure flashing in his eyes. “Rhett’s even bigger,” he says. “So you’d better take all of me if you want a chance in hell of taking him.”
Her eyes dart to Rhett, who starts palming his cock lazily, letting her get a good look at the sheer size of him.
“Fuck,” she whimpers. But instead of being intimidated or getting shy, she arches up, taking another inch or so of Sawyer’s cock inside of her.
And fuck if that’s not hot as hell. It’s just proof of how badly she wants it, and that turns me on even more. My cock is weeping a steady stream of precum now, and I know Rhett’s probably in a similar position, just from watching our brother work his way into her.
I mimic Rhett, grabbing on to my cock, but I grip the base of it, trying to hold back the tide of arousal that might end this before it’s even started.
“You feel too fucking good,” Sawyer is groaning. “So fucking wet and tight for me. I’m not gonna last long.”
Violet whimpers, her legs going around Sawyer’s waist to drag him in deeper.
“That’s it,” I tell her. “Good girl. Show us how much you want it. How much you can take.”
She nods, biting down hard on her lip. Sawyer works himself in bit by bit, until he’s fully seated inside of her. Her eyes are so wide, and her breath comes in short, hard pants. She looks wild, with her hair a mess and her face all flushed, sweat beading at her brow.
“Please,” she gasps, clawing at Sawyer’s arm with her free hand. “Please move. I wanna feel you, Sawyer, please.”
“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Sawyer’s hips snap, burying himself impossibly deeper inside of her. He sets a fast, stuttering pace, and it’s easy to see that he’s already so close to losing himself in this.
He braces himself on the bed with one hand, letting the other one dig into the soft flesh of Violet’s hip. He drives into her again and again, and she cries out, arching and writhing on the bed.
Just like he said, he doesn’t last long. He comes in a rush, groaning Violet’s name as he does. He pumps a few more times into her, and Violet is left panting as she lies beneath him on the bed.
She smiles at Sawyer, stroking her fingers down his arm. “That was so good,” she says, and then seems to be waiting for something.
After a beat, I realize she’s waiting for Sawyer to get off her, like she thinks this is over.
She hasn’t come yet, not with our cocks in her, and she’s already assuming that we’re done.
I feel a pulse of anger toward my youngest brother, who obviously didn’t do anything to satisfy his woman when he had her, if she thinks it’s acceptable for Sawyer to come inside her and not even do her the courtesy of making her come too.
Not to mention for Rhett and me to watch and just let it happen.
My brothers come to the same realization a beat later, and I can see when they take issue with it too.
“Wait. Do you think this is over?” I ask her.
She blinks at me. “I mean… Sawyer came, so…”
“So what? You didn’t. That may have been the way sex was before, but it’s not how it should be. No one who really gives a shit would leave you unfulfilled.”
Her eyes are wide as she looks at me, and I lean in closer, letting her see how serious I am about this.
“This won’t be over until you’ve come so many times that your voice is hoarse from screaming our names.”