29. Kara
29
KARA
H ayden prowled out of the bathroom dripping wet and without a stitch of clothing on, leaving Hawk behind, staring after him.
They hadn’t tried to hide anything from me. I’d seen and heard it all through the open bathroom door. Seen the way they’d touched. The chemistry between them and how close they’d come to kissing.
I saw the hurt in Hayden’s eyes when Hawk rejected him, even if he hadn’t let Hawk see it.
Hayden crossed the room to me, kneeling on the edge of the bed and crawling across it to where I lay beneath a thin sheet.
“He’s not ready,” I tried to explain, wrapping my arms around him, wanting to soothe away the hurt in his expression. “It’s not you.”
He kissed my lips, shutting me up. He kissed me deep, slowly lowering himself down on top of me until he was a delicious warm weight, one I couldn’t stop running my fingers all over.
“Tell me you want me, Kara. I need to hear you say it.” His voice was deep, sexy, practically a growl of need in my ear. “Tell me you aren’t scared when I touch you.”
Hawk might not have been able to get the words out, but his problems with Hayden weren’t mine. There were no easier words to say when the need for this man had never dimmed, never diminished, not once in the five years we’d been apart.
I’d always wanted him.
He’d always been my hero. My protector. The man who’d loved me without even knowing me, just as much as I’d loved him.
“I’ve dreamed of this,” I whispered to him as he lowered his mouth to my neck and kissed a steady path. “Dreamed of you wanting me the way I’ve always wanted you.” I caught his hand and brought it to my breast. “Touch me.”
He shuddered and slid his hand over the swell of my breasts, finding the nipple with two fingers and tugging on it deliciously while he devoured my mouth.
I wrapped my leg around his waist, drawing him into the opening of my thighs. Just like that night at his apartment, our bodies rolled together in unison, fitting together like we’d been made for each other. My heart pounded wildly behind my ribs, my blood starting up a slow beat that spiked with need when he put his hand between us to stroke my clit.
I’d already had multiple orgasms that night, each one mind-blowing in their own right.
Hayden seemed determined to make me have another, fingers slipping from my clit up inside me.
“You’re still full of his cum,” he whispered in my ear.
I blushed, trying not to moan when he expertly stroked my already sensitive G-spot. “I can have a shower.”
He pinned me down. “No.”
He glanced over at the corner of the room, and I followed his line of sight.
Hawk sat sprawled in an armchair, threadbare towel wrapped around his waist, doing nothing to hide the erection beneath.
Hayden raised an eyebrow at him. “You just gonna sit there and watch?”
The soft, sweet Hawk I got to see had been buried deep, and the no less sexy, but definitely sarcastic, version sat eyeing Hayden with a smirk. “Fear of premature ejaculation if I do? Performance anxiety happens. Well, not to me, since you’ve already watched me make her come.”
“That a challenge?”
My core throbbed at the thought. I’d already come multiple times tonight. I wasn’t sure how many more times it was even possible. “It’s not a challenge.” I reached up and cupped Hayden’s cheeks, drawing his face so he was focused on me. “Ignore him.”
Hawk pushed aside his towel and gave his erection one long, leisurely stroke that was clearly designed to show off how big he was. “Hard to ignore when he wants my dick.”
Hawk was so insanely cocky when he was in charge of a situation. It was his fallback, his comfort zone.
It was to his detriment.
Hayden knew it as much as I did, and he was nowhere near as polite as I was about ignoring it. He rolled over and opened the top drawer on the bedside table that didn’t match the rest of the furniture, all while staring at Hawk. “I already made it pretty clear what I want.” He fumbled through the drawer, catching something between his fingers and then tossing it across the room.
Hawk caught it with his free hand and stared down at the object, dropping it quickly. “Oh Jesus fuck, Chaos! Your ass plug?”
Hayden had a challenge in his eyes. “You’re so sure I want your cock. Come here and show me. Work my ass until I can take this and then I’ll take you.”
Hawk said nothing.
Hayden shook his head, getting off me to stand in front of the other man, his erect dick right at Hawk’s face height. “Like I thought.” He plucked the plug from Hawk’s fingers and brought it back to bed. “You talk a lot of shit, Robinson. But at the end of the day, you’re just full of it.”
I ignored their squabble, gaze focused on the plug, now that I knew what it was. I squeezed my thighs together at the thought of him using it on me.
Both men noticed the change in my breathing.
Hawk took up the slow fisting of his dick again. “It’s not your ass I want, Chaos. At least not tonight.”
Hayden came back to bed, staring down at me laid out for him, my heart beating too fast at the tension in the air between the two of them. With them unable to resolve it, I somehow knew it was about to be focused on me.
One knee on the mattress, Hayden drew the plug across my chest, circling my nipples and then doing the same to my belly button. The plug had a thick, wide base with a black jewel. The rest was silver, and I shivered as he drew it between my legs, inserting it into my pussy.
“So fucking pretty,” he murmured, pumping it in and out a couple of times, coating it in Hawk’s cum and my arousal. “Going to look even prettier when this pussy is wrapped around my cock.”
He took out the plug, replacing it with his dick.
The noise that slipped from my throat as he stretched me with his rounded knob was so horrifyingly indecent. But I didn’t care. I wanted him.
He slid inside me, connecting our bodies, bottoming himself out inside and grinding his pubic bone against my clit in a way that made me see stars.
Before I could get settled, he flipped our positions, rolling us so he was on the bed and I was the one on top.
The one in control.
I braced myself on his chest, feeling wholly exposed and unsure of what to do.
Until Hawk was behind me, one steadying hand between my shoulder blades, pushing me down so I lay over Hayden, my knees and hands taking the brunt of my weight.
And my ass on show.
“Ride him, Little Mouse. Roll your hips and fuck him while he grabs your tits and I fuck your ass.”
I let out a shuddering breath so full of desire there was no mistaking it.
Hawk knew exactly what his dirty words did to me. How his bossy commands gave me the confidence to take what he knew my body wanted.
“Lube in the top drawer.” Hayden fondled my breasts from beneath me, molding them with his fingers, finding my nipples and pinching them tightly between his thumb and forefinger.
Hawk leaned over and retrieved the small tube. It made a squelching sound when he squirted it onto the plug, and I jumped at the cool gel he slicked between my ass cheeks, searching for entrance.
“Kiss him,” Hawk demanded. “Show me that sweet ass of yours.”
I bent forward, kissing Hayden’s lips, falling into the spell of his cock inside me hitting every delicious nerve ending, his fingers on my nipples, eliciting more of the same, and his tongue in my mouth, a dirty promise of all he could do with it in good time.
I rocked back and forth on his cock, sliding up and down his length, sighing in pleasure when each drive back was met with the touch of the plug going a little farther inside me.
“Oh!” I took more than just the tip inside me.
Hawk’s palm slapped across my backside, sending a stinging shot of ecstasy right through me. I glanced over my shoulder and drank in his expression. The look of pure, unadulterated heat as he watched Hayden’s cock slide in and out of my pussy and my ass take more and more of the plug, until I was so sure I was going to come undone right then.
Hayden raised his head, taking one of my nipples into his mouth, keeping me still for a moment with my back arched, head thrown back, so full of him and the plug Hawk fit fully inside me.
“I need to come,” I panted desperately, “Oh God!”
I’d make my peace with going to Hell. Using His name in vain was hardly the biggest sin I’d committed tonight.
“Not yet,” Hayden uttered between sucks of my nipples and earth-shattering kisses that spun my world on its axis. “Not until we’re both inside you.” He kissed me hard. “Don’t come until then.”
He looked over my shoulder at Hawk. “If you fucking hurt her…”
I didn’t even need to see Hawk to know he was glaring back. “For her sake, I’m going to pretend you didn’t just say that to me.”
Were they serious? I was teetering on the edge of an orgasm like nothing I’d ever felt before, desperate to get over the line, and the two of them wanted to have another of their ridiculous spats? Frustration and irritation crashed inside me, the need to explode in more ways than one the only thing I could focus on. “Can the two of you stop arguing for a single minute and just fuck me so I can come?”
They both stopped.
Stared at me.
Slowly, a smile spread across Hayden’s face.
Hawk snorted on a laugh.
And then I joined them.
Hayden buried his face in my breasts and laughed. “There’s no way the entire club didn’t hear that.”
“We’re never going to live it down.” Hawk groaned.
I bit my lip. “I’m sorry but—”
Hawk worked the plug out, kissing my ass, my back, my shoulders.
Need roared through me with every touch, my body on fire with anticipation.
“But nothing.” Hayden’s eyes were bright with desire. He took my chin between his fingers, drawing my face down so he could claim my lips.
Hawk pushed inside me at the same time, slowly and wet with lube, the feeling of fullness so intense I screamed out a “Yes!” against Hayden’s lips, crashing over the precipice and splintering into a million different pieces.
The orgasm gripped me from head to toe, prickling at my scalp, sliding down my spine, tingling through my core, and curling around my feet until my toes scrunched, and I cried out again and again, unable to do anything but hold on while two men delivered the most intense feeling of pleasure I’d ever imagined.
“I can’t move.” I was completely boneless, flopped down on Hayden’s chest.
“You don’t need to,” he assured me.
Between Hayden and Hawk, without ever breaking the deep, full connection joining the three of us, they maneuvered me onto my side, Hawk behind me, Hayden in front.
While the aftershocks of my orgasm filtered through my sex-soaked brain, they moved inside me. Slowly and out of time with each other at first, until they found a rhythm, both of them pushing and pulling at the same time, leaving me empty, then filling me so incredibly deeply I didn’t know where I started and they began.
Another orgasm swelled and built in an instant, my overstimulated flesh too much to bear, but I had no choice when it came to them.
I couldn’t deny them any more than they could deny me.
When I looked into Hayden’s eyes and he put a hand between us, whispering for me to come with him, I could only obey, the gentle orgasm whisking me away with its waves, his assurances that I was beautiful and perfect in my ear.
Hawk bit down on my shoulder, teeth not breaking the skin but enough for me to feel it deeply and reach a hand back for him. It found his ass, and I pressed into the muscles of his cheek, encouraging him to take me in whatever way he needed to fall over the edge again.
He came with his lips buried in my hair, my neck, telling me how he’d never felt anything more perfect or loved anyone more.
It was a long time before we all fell still.
A long time before they pulled out of me.
The sun was just coming up when we started all over again, all three of us insatiable when it came to each other.