38. Ethan
ETHAN
What a fucking day. From seeing our baby, making out, sharing secrets, arguing, finding out Ricky is an undercover agent, Jackson snapping, to lifelong promises…this is life with Jax and Aurora.
And I’ve never felt more alive.
In my arms in Jackson’s bed, Aurora gazes out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the moonlight over the rough waters.
Full of pent-up emotion, I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and whisper, “You’re the moon and all the stars in my sky, you know that?”
Of course, Jax can’t stay quiet. “If you’re his moon and stars, you’re my sun and universe,” he says, approaching the bed after walking Doc out.
“The universe includes the sun, idiot. Way to ruin my moment.”
With that damn smug smirk playing on his lips, he drops his phone on the bedside table and crawls into bed on the other side of Aurora. The electric blinds close, and complete darkness engulfs the room.
Bedding rustles, and she’s pulled from my arms. He wastes no time getting positioned between her legs.
“Jax,” she chides halfheartedly.
“I just wanna taste,” he says, his deceiving words muffled by the covers.
He’s insane. This is insane. Still, I find myself capturing her lips in a messy kiss.
“Jesus, baby, you always taste so fucking good,” he mutters from between her thighs.
I’m conflicted—my cautious brain battles with my hard dick.
Why do I crave this so much? I shouldn’t enjoy another man being with the woman I want.
Her moans fill my mouth and erase all argument. Every whimper and hitched breath he forces from her sends a wave of raw desire through me.
I press my teeth into her bottom lip to ease some of the ache. “I hate this in the worst way.”
But I don’t hate it. I should, but I don’t, because I’ve fallen for her in the worst way.
God-fucking-damn-it, I love her. I’d do anything for her—for them .
I can’t imagine being with anyone different. It’s unfathomable.
They’ve ruined me. No one else could evoke this desperate craving inside me.
I pinch her nipples and swallow her moans elicited by my captain, and she strokes my cock as if she’s begging for it.
On a sharp cry, her lips leave mine, and her hand releases me, presumably to grasp Jackson’s hair.
He always knows how to get her attention. Fucker.
I kneel beside her pillow, drag my sweats below my ass, and, refusing to be ignored, grab her chin. Before she screams his name, I have my cock stuffed in her mouth. “Suck.”
She greedily pulls me in, hollowing her cheeks and gliding me along her teasing tongue until I hit the back of her throat.
“Fuck. I love how you swallow me whole.”
Jax eating her out has me on edge; coupled with her pleading whimpers, I want to blow.
“You crying around my cock has got to be the greatest sound I’ve ever heard.”
Her orgasm takes over, her body becomes pliant, and I use her mouth as my personal fuck toy. She writhes in pleasure, and my mouth waters to taste her, but for now, I settle for her sucking my dick as if it’s her favorite meal.
She comes down from her high, and her breath slows. Her hands come to my waist, her nails biting into my skin, and her tongue circles the sensitive underside.
I fist her hair and work my hips, ready to unload in her mouth until…
The bed shifts, and Jackson says, “Baby, I need to be inside you.”
I’m barely holding on, running through hockey stats in my mind to keep from coming.
Her body meets his and jolts with his thrusts, and the carnal sounds of him fucking her devour my sanity. I cup the back of her head, ensuring she stays in place, and thrust in and out of her mouth, seeking some semblance of control.
She moans and inhales me with renewed energy. Air hisses through my teeth, and my balls hug my shaft.
“Give me what I want, baby. Soak my cock,” he groans.
Jesus, fuck, what is happening? I’m both jealous he’s making her come a second time and so turned on, I’m about to come myself.
“If you come again on his cock, I’m shoving mine down your throat,” I warn her, tightening my fist in her hair.
I’m positive I hear Jackson snicker.
She relaxes her mind-blowing suction and parts her lips, tempting me to follow through with my threat.
What’s left of my control shatters, and my hips punch forward. “God, you drive me crazy.” Thrust . “You like both of us filling you, baby?” Thrust . “Like being our dirty girl?” Thrust. “How about next, I fill your ass while he fills your cunt?”
This time, I’m certain Jax chokes.
Her throat squeezes tight, and I feel it down to my fucking toes. Her body trembles, and she releases a strangled cry that vibrates through my balls.
My heart pounds an angry rhythm against my rib cage, my head dizzy with the frantic need to follow her release.
“ Fuck …that’s it. Milk my cock, Aurora, make me fill that perfect pussy, baby.”
His fractured words are maddening, provoking a violent rush of possessiveness and arousal. Ecstasy rips through my veins and steals my breath.
Can you die from an orgasm? Because I just might.
“Swallow,” I gasp, and my thrusts turn greedy.
My dick jerks over and over, and she swallows every drop until I’m wrecked and my body collapses.