Chapter 25
VIOLET
My heart skips a beat in my chest.
I can tell Lennox means what he’s saying, and his brothers look just as serious. Sawyer is nodding along, and Rhett pins me with a look. “If we have our way, you won’t be able to walk when we’re done,” he says.
Before I can say anything back to that, Sawyer leans down and kisses me deeply. He’s still buried inside me, and the feeling of his tongue pressing into my mouth with his cock still deep in my pussy does something that sends a shiver down my spine.
He nips at my bottom lip and then pulls back, his eyes dark with heat.
“Don’t judge me by that performance,” he says. “I would’ve lasted longer, but I couldn’t hold back after finally feeling your pussy wrapped around me. Not when I’ve been dreaming about it ever since that day at the bakery.” He snorts. “Before that, actually.”
“Really?” I ask him.
He reaches down and touches my clit again. “Really. But we’re not done here. I might have already come, but I still want to feel you clench around my cock when you come apart for me.”
Just like that, a fresh wave of heat rushes through me, leaving me breathless.
Sawyer’s fingers work my clit, alternating between circling the sensitive nub and rubbing it with his thumb. I do clench around his cock, and he hisses at the feeling because it’s probably oversensitive for him.
But he doesn’t stop.
Rhett and Lennox don’t hold back either.
Lennox still has a hold of my hand, and he kisses the back of it before trailing kisses up my arm. Rhett leans in and takes his turn kissing me, capturing my lips in a rough, messy rush.
Between the three of them, they find sensitive spots that I didn’t even know I had. Lennox mouths at my shoulder, sinking his teeth in just a bit, just enough to give me that thrilling edge of pain that sends jolts of pleasure through me.
Rhett’s tongue lays its own claim in my mouth, coaxing mine to tangle with it as he kisses me until I’m even more breathless.
And Sawyer keeps up with working my clit, rubbing and teasing it until my pussy is spasming around his cock.
I was already close to the edge before, from everything that’s been happening, but now I’m right there, teetering on the very brink of it. Heat and sensation burn under my skin, making me gasp and arch, writhing under the three of them on the bed.
My pussy pulses with the need to come, and I whimper when Rhett pulls back from the kiss. “I’m close,” I manage to say. “I’m so close, oh fuck.”
“Good girl,” Rhett growls, and the deep tone of his voice makes my toes curl. “We want to see it.”
“I want to feel it,” Sawyer adds. He moves his hips a little, pressing deeper into me.
“Come for us, Violet. Let us see how gorgeous you are when you’re coming apart just for us.”
Their words combined with their touches are enough to send me spiraling into my second orgasm of the night. My breathing hitches, and a cry spills from my lips. I can’t be still on the bed, trembling and squirming as wave after wave of deep pleasure crashes over me.
It takes my breath away, and I have to struggle to remember how to get air in as I float on a wave of endorphins and release.
“That was so good,” I pant when I can make words come out again. “Oh my god.”
The three of them smirk, and it’s funny how nearly identical the look is on their faces. I start coming down from the high of such a good orgasm, but none of them stop touching me.
Sawyer’s hand is still busy between my legs, and Rhett moves to palm at my breasts again. My heart stutters in my chest and I look at them, surprised.
Lennox lets the smirk grow on his face. “I meant what I said,” he says. “You can come at least once more like this for us. I know you can.”
My mouth falls open, not to argue, even though I have my doubts, but in surprise.
There’s nothing in it for them if I come again like this, since they’re not fucking me, but that doesn’t seem to matter.
All three of them seem more focused on trying to wring as much pleasure from me as they can, and that goes right to my head. And down to my pussy as well.
Lennox and Rhett tease my nipples, pinching and twisting at them, and they take turns kissing my neck and my lips, never letting me get a moment to catch my breath.
Sawyer slows down with the teasing between my legs, knowing how sensitive I already am, but the heat there is still building. Every time his fingers brush my clit, there’s a fresh jolt of pleasure, and it’s like a doubled edge sword.
It’s just this side of pain, deeper into pleasure, and it’s very intense. But it feels good. Something about the combination of them touching me and praising me and whispering dirty things, and the fact that they’re giving me all this attention because they want to.
“You can do it for us,” Rhett is saying. He kisses a hot trail down my neck. “Does it feel good?”
I nod, breathless.
It takes a bit longer, but the tightening in my belly starts gradually before spreading through the rest of my body. I start moaning nonsense, just broken pleas for them not to stop as the pleasure grows.
Of course they don’t stop. They’re as invested in my pleasure as I am right now.
When I finally come, it’s full body and intense. I snap tight like a rubber band, back arching and muscles going tense. My pussy clenches around Sawyer’s cock, like there’s something left to milk from him, and he hisses at the sensation.
“That’s it,” Lennox says. “Good girl. You look so good like this.”
I feel sweaty and flushed, but for once, I don’t doubt his words. With the hungry, appreciative way they’re all looking at me, it’s hard to feel self-conscious or worried about my appearance, no matter how messy I probably look.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Sawyer groans again.
He pulls out of me, and I can feel the reluctance in it as he withdraws slowly.
Without his cock there to fill me up, his cum spills out in a sticky rush.
I can feel it, dripping out and slicking my thighs, and my cheeks go red all over again.
Something about it feels dirty, and I’m not used to that feeling.
I start to close my legs, but Lennox stops me, pushing them back open again so my pussy is on display for them.
“Don’t hide. I keep saying it. We want to see all of you, Heartbreaker. From your beautiful face and body to this perfect, well fucked pussy. Let us see how filthy we made you and how much you like it.”
I don’t fight it, letting him spread me open again.
It feels vulnerable, the way all three of them are looking at me with hunger in their eyes.
They can see everything, all the evidence of how much I like this and what they’re doing to me, and that’s so intimate and intense. I don’t want it to stop though.
My pussy throbs with need, even though I just came, and it’s like Lennox can tell. He chuckles and moves between my legs, one hand fisting over his cock.
I watch him with greedy eyes, tracking the way the fat, slick head of his cock disappears and reappears in his fist over and over again. My throat bobs in a swallow, and my pussy gets even wetter somehow.
I just want it that bad.
“I can see it in your eyes,” he says. “How much you want this. Tell me.”
“I want it,” I say obediently. “Please, Lennox. I want to feel you.”
“Good girl. You sure you can handle it? You did just come twice.” His words are dirty, but there’s actual concern there. If I used the safe word or asked them to stop, they would. It’s comforting to know that even as riled up as they are, they would respect a no if I said it.
Not that I have any intentions of stopping this now. With how turned on I am and how much I want this, I won’t be satisfied until I’ve had all three of them.
“I can take it,” I tell him. “Please.” I reach up, pulling him down into a heated kiss. I try to pour all the desire I’m feeling into it, letting him lick it from my lips so he can taste how much I mean it.
Lennox groans. “Good fucking girl,” he says.
His hand trembles a bit as he braces himself with one hand on my thigh. With the other, he rubs his cock against my entrance.
I’m nice and wet from Sawyer’s cum and my own arousal, but it’s still a stretch when Lennox starts to work his cock into me.
He goes slow, either because he’s trying to ease me into it or because he’s trying to drive me insane, but either way I feel every single inch of his cock as he presses in.
And it’s so intense. I’m still sensitive from being fucked already, and all of my nerve endings are alight with sensation. It makes me squirm under him, clawing at the sheets and his arm at the same time.
“Fuck,” I groan. “Oh my god.”
“You take it so damned well,” Sawyer says, his eyes locked on the place where Lennox’s cock is disappearing into me.
“I need more,” I pant, trying to arch against Lennox. He’s not even halfway in yet, and my body craves the feeling of him bottoming out in me. “Please, Lennox.”
He just chuckles and wraps his good hand lightly around my throat, using the grip to press me back down to the bed. My eyes widen and his eyes flash, and it does nothing to calm the thundering pulse of need inside me.
“You don’t get to set the pace, Heartbreaker,” he growls. “I’ve been dreaming about this ever since the first time I fucked you.”
“R-really?”
He nods. “Why do you think I haven’t fucked anyone else since? I would have just been picturing you, with your soft skin and perfect pussy the whole time. And now that I’m here, now that I’m buried inside you again, I’m going to make it count.”
My stomach flutters at the declaration. There’s no lie in his eyes, and all the parts of me that don’t—can’t—quite believe it’s true that he hasn’t had anyone since me, lie quiet. He’s being too sincere about it to be lying to me.
He keeps me pressed down to the bed, the slight pressure on my throat making it impossible to calm down. I’m just primed for this, every part of my body begging for more.
Finally he presses all the way inside me. He’s big enough that I’m stretched around him, and I can feel the imprint of him all through me. My pussy clenches around him, spasming with desire, and Lennox groans, going still for a moment and breathing hard.
He ducks his head, like he’s trying to gather himself, and I reach up to touch his face.
“Are you okay?”
His eyes burn when he looks at me. “I just need a second. I don’t want to come as fast as Sawyer did.”
It’s a joke, and even Sawyer snorts with amusement. “It’s not my fault her pussy is that good, asshole,” he says, but there’s no bite behind it.
Lennox doesn’t even spare him a glance though. He’s staring down at me, like he wants to memorize every inch of my body. “I took care of you the first time,” he says. “And I’m going to do that now, but you need to hold on tight. Because I’m not going to be gentle this time.”