Chapter 48 Violet
VIOLET
My heart won’t stop thudding against my ribs as the Sullivan brothers pass me back and forth between them in a blur of lips and hands and soft groans. Each of them kisses me like they’ve been starving for it in the time we’ve been apart, and I melt into each kiss, giving back as good as I get.
I can’t pretend I haven’t missed them just as much, and I don’t even want to try.
Rhett holds me close, nuzzling at me, kissing me deeply. Sawyer nips at my bottom lip, a tease that makes me gasp into his mouth. Lennox is solid and firm, one hand threaded into my hair as he works my mouth with his own.
My head starts spinning, and I quickly lose track as they keep sharing me, their hands roaming. The kisses grow more and more desperate, and I start moaning into them, feeling my body responding.
“Fuck,” Sawyer groans, cupping my tits in his big hands. “Missed this. Missed you. Can’t believe I had to go so long without having you here.”
“Never again,” Lennox says, all authority as he tugs me from his brothers arms. “You hear me? Never again.”
All I can do is nod, going along with it. My heart pounds, and I want more and more of them, like I can’t get enough.
“We need you,” Rhett tells me. He cups my face so I have to meet his eyes. “We need you so much. We’re not the same without you.”
I shake my head because it doesn’t really make sense that they would need me so badly, but Rhett kisses me hard and fast, stealing my breath away.
“We do,” he insists. “I swear to you.”
“I guess we’re just going to have to show her,” Sawyer says. He sighs like it’s some great hardship, but there’s a twinkle in his eyes.
He starts undressing me, pulling my jacket off and my shirt over my head. His brothers join in, taking off my shoes, my jeans, my panties.
I let them, feeling so safe and at home in their hands. It’s like a part of me that ached to have them back in my life is finally getting what it wanted all this time. I can’t resist as they touch me, and I arch into their hands, letting them see that I’m just as affected by it all as they are.
Once I’m naked, Lennox sits down on the couch and pulls me into his lap. My back is to his chest, my legs draped over his. I can feel his heartbeat like this, thudding against my back, and I close my eyes, savoring the rhythm of it.
He drops his head to kiss the side of my neck, making me moan softly at the feeling.
“You’re back where you belong,” he says, his voice rumbling through his chest into me.
“Mmm,” I hum, leaning into him.
He spreads my legs over his lap, giving his brothers the perfect view of my pussy. I’m already starting to get wet, but I don’t feel self-conscious now, not when I’m so eager to have them and for them to have me.
“Look at her,” Lennox says to the other two. “Isn’t she perfect?”
Sawyer grins, giving me a once over. “Absolutely perfect. Cute as a fucking button and sexy as hell on top of it.”
“No one could ask for more,” Rhett agrees.
“I can’t see,” Lennox says next. “How wet is she?”
My cheeks go pink because I can feel that I’m already starting to drip with arousal, and I know they can see it.
This time Rhett grins. “She’s soaked. I can tell how fucking turned on she is already.”
“She looks like she wants us,” Sawyer adds. “I like that.”
“I do want you,” I tell them. “I do.”
“Good,” Lennox says. “Because what’s going to happen is my brothers are going to get on their knees for their queen and show you just how much we missed you.”
At his words, both Sawyer and Rhett drop to their knees in front of me. The sight of it stops my breath for a second, and my heart kicks up a notch, beating even faster.
I never thought I’d see such powerful men on their knees for me, calling me their queen. But there they are, and they seem happy to be there.
They jokingly play a game of rock, paper, scissors to see who gets to have their mouth on me first, and Rhett wins. He smirks at his brothers and crawls forward, looking up at me with dark eyes.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he promises.
I want to tell him that he always does, but before I can get the words out, he’s diving between my legs and getting his mouth on me.
He doesn’t waste any time teasing either. He licks and laps at me, the point of his tongue flicking against my clit as he works his way up. I moan, arching a little, rolling my hips so I can feel more of him.
Sawyer isn’t one to be left out of the fun, and he moves to the side, leaning up so he can play with my breasts while Rhett eats me out.
He cups them and rolls my nipples between his fingers, sending arcing jolts of pleasure all the way through me.
When he dips his head to suck one hard bud into his mouth, I cry out, all the stimulation going right to my head.
Lennox strokes my hair and kisses my neck, and caught between all three of them like this, all I can do is let them have their way with me. As if I’d want to do anything else.
They all know just how to touch me, just where to kiss me to make me fall apart. Rhett adds two fingers to the mix, thrusting them inside me deeply, and I arch even harder on Lennox’s lap.
He slides his hand down to catch mine, and I realize after a beat that it’s his injured hand. He doesn’t even seem self-conscious about it, just holding on to me tightly.
That makes it even better, and I know I’m not going to last much longer with them working me over like this.
Lennox’s voice is warm and deep in my ears as he starts whispering wicked things to me.
“You’re ours,” he says. “You’re ours, and we’re going to take care of you. We’re going to take you apart and make you scream our names over and over again.”
I whimper. “Oh god. I’m—”
“You’re what?” he whispers. “Close? Are you gonna come for us, beautiful girl?”
I nod, unable to hold it back. “Yes! Yes, please. I’m so close, please.”
“We want to see it. Rhett wants you to come all over his face, and we want to see just what we do to you. How much you crave it.”
“I do crave it,” I pant. “Oh my—fuck, I’m so—”
I can barely get the words out, so lost in sensations, and then I’m bucking against Rhett’s face and coming so hard my vision goes blurry.
I take deep gulps of air, trying to come down from that, slumped over Lennox’s lap.
He pets my hair, and I feel him smirking against the bare skin of my shoulder. “Good girl,” he says. “That was beautiful. But we’re not done.”
Rhett and Sawyer get to their feet and start taking off their clothes.
I watch them hungrily. We haven’t even been apart for all that long, but I’ve missed the sight of them. I was getting to know their bodies so well, and I’m not shy about making sure I don’t miss anything now.
That’s how I notice something new on Rhett’s body.
“Is that—” I lean forward, trying to see better.
He smirks and turns to face me. There, on his pelvis, right over his cock is my name. It’s been tattooed in elegant black lines, swirling script that seems almost out of place on his rugged body.
I stare at it, stunned by the significance. He’s gotten a permanent mark on his body for me. Something that marks him as my property, when we weren’t even together.
“Do you like it?” he asks, his eyes dark with heat.
“It’s—why? We weren’t even…” I trail off.
He just shrugs. “Even if you never took us back, I still would have been yours. No one else would have ever seen this tattoo.”
I don’t even know what to say to that. It’s such a profound gesture, such a promise of faith and fidelity that I can’t even really wrap my mind around it. All I can do is reach for him, and when he comes close enough, I pull him down into a deep kiss.
Hopefully the feeling of my mouth against his will do the job of translating all the words I can’t find.
He groans into the kiss, nipping at my bottom lip before letting his tongue press inside, so I think he gets the picture.
I’m left breathless when he pulls back, but his brothers don’t intend to be left out.
Lennox kisses me just as deeply, laying his own claim to my mouth that is right there in tandem with Rhett’s. Sawyer does the same thing, his hands finding my breasts and groping them.
His hands are gentle yet firm, and I press into the touch, squirming in Lennox’s lap as I get turned on all over again.
It’s like I’ll never be able to have enough of these men, and now I know that definitely goes both ways.
“Alright,” Sawyer says at one point. “We need a change of scenery, I think.”
He picks me up from Lennox’s lap, laughing when I give a little yelp of surprise. He kisses my forehead and carries me into a bedroom in their house.
It has a much bigger bed than mine, and my heart thumps approvingly. Considering they probably weren’t snuggling up with each other while I was gone, this was probably chosen with the hope that one day I would be in this bed with them.
“Well, we’re about to fuck the word friend all the way out of your vocabulary.”