Chapter 7 #4
Bullshit, you’ve had all day. Besides, we all know you won’t let Jade skip a meal.
Trent’s right, of course. I won’t let her skip a meal, but that doesn’t mean she can’t eat later.
Message me when foods here.
I say, instead of arguing with him, before I toss the phone back onto the table. I could easily go back and forth with them all day; I know, because I have, and while usually I wouldn’t mind right now, it seems a huge waste of time when I have Jade naked in my arms.
I must drift off because the next thing I know, I’m waking up to the sound of the lock on my door being picked.
You’d like to think that would tell me who’s at the door, but most of us can pick a lock at this point, so that doesn’t narrow it down.
Jade stirs, and I don’t need to see her face to know she’s also watching the door, waiting. It’s just who we are.
Hell, if not for the security here, we’d both be out of bed, ready to kill. As it stands, the only one I’ve ever seen get past Spencer’s security is the tiny woman currently curled up against me, so there’s that.
The door swings open, and I squint my eyes to see who it is, most of them hidden in shadow.
When the hell did it get so dark? Yeah, I definitely must have dozed off for a little while there.
“Food was delivered a few hours ago.”
Jake.
Which explains why he hasn’t come into the room yet.
Once upon a time, I wouldn’t have believed this was the same douchebag we used to have running drugs for us, but it’s been years, and it’s impossible to deny that this is the real him.
Like the rest of us, he hid behind a mask, one that Jade had no issue ripping away.
Trauma has a funny way of presenting itself, I guess.
“Don’t be so shy, Jake,” Jade all but purrs before looking up at me, and I see the unspoken question in her eyes.
I know what she wants, and damn it, if it’s not impossible to deny her anything.
Not that I want to. No, I don’t mind sharing, whether it be with one or all of them; it’s not a big deal, but I know Jake is just a little bit less into it than the rest of us.
Trent was on the shy side, too, but from what I’ve seen and heard recently, he’s really found his way.
“I was just coming up to tell you about dinner. You weren’t answering in the chat, and the guys weren't sure if you passed out or were ignoring it on purpose.”
“So you drew the short straw?” Jade asks with a chuckle, and I growl at her, pinching her side and making her squirm. “What? It’s not my fault everyone’s afraid of your fucking temper.”
She presses up, sitting at my side and looking down at me with a smile. I miss her the second she’s gone and have to fight the urge to pull her back down to cuddle.
When the hell did this happen? How did she make me want to cuddle?
“I don’t have a temper. You’re just infuriating,” I tell her instead of focusing on the cuddling thing. It’s easier to ignore those kinds of things because they never make sense.
“And what’s your excuse for before I was around?” She’s so full of sass, and I know what she’s doing, but I can’t stop myself from playing into it. I don’t want to.
Sitting up, I tangle my hand in her hair, pulling her close so that our lips are only a breath apart, and I watch her pupils blow wide. I fucking love the way she reacts to us, to me, even after all this time. It’s intoxicating, more so than anything else I’ve ever had—drugs or alcohol.
“I knew your smart ass was coming. I was just getting ready,” I tell her with a smirk, and her eyes sparkle.
I’m known for being a hardass, not quite as bad as Kratos, but also nowhere near as laid-back as Spencer, Zan, or Trent can be, but with her.
Well, what can I say? Bratty foreplay is a love language I can get behind, literally.
“Alright, well, I’m just going to…go.” Jake reaches for the door, no doubt ready to pull the door closed and let us have at each other. As good as that sounds, I know that’s not what Jade wants right now.
“Jake,” I call without looking away from Jade.
I don’t need to look up to know he stopped.
I know him, and even when he was a douche, he was sure good at following orders.
That’s why we continued to put up with his ass for as long as we did, despite wanting nothing more than to beat him black and blue.
Loosening my hold, I feel Jade’s hair as it slips through my fingers, and a smile curves her lips up into a breathtaking smile. Fuck, it’s unreal the hold she has over me even after all this time.
I don’t think I’ll ever get used to being hers, to her being mine, ours—this life we’ve created and continue to build together.
The empire that is Vengeance.
Jade jumps up off the bed and runs to Jake, gently pulling him into the room and closing the door behind him.
“Jade, I…” Whatever he’d been about to say is cut off when she pushes up on her tiptoes and presses her lips to his.
The single most effective way to shut any of us up, it even works for Zander.
She pulls back slowly, and even from across the room, I can see this dopey grin and the adoring way he looks at her.
“I want you here, Jake.” It’s a quiet admission, but something she knows he needs to hear.
The second she says the words, his whole attitude seems to change.
This time, when she presses her lips to his, he wraps an arm around her waist and pulls her close, kissing her back with so much ferocity that I’m hard all over again just watching them.
Jade makes quick work of pulling off his shirt, only moving back long enough to rip it over his head and toss it somewhere behind her, uncaring of where it ends up.
His hands roam over her bare back before disappearing to her chest, where I can’t see, no doubt moving to play with her tits and those fucking bars in her nipples.
A gift from Kratos a few years ago, though I'm not sure if it was really for her or the rest of us at this point.
It would be a shame not to.
Their panting breaths and Jade’s whines and moans quickly fill the room around us, and it takes everything in me to stay on the bed. I don’t mind watching; it’s not my favorite thing in the same way it is Spencer’s, but I know they will be back here in a few minutes, so why not enjoy it?
She pushes down his sweatpants without breaking their kiss, and they fall to the ground at his feet. Judging by the way her hand moves up and down his cock, I'd say he wasn't wearing underwear. Lucky him.
He only lets her explore for a moment before he grabs her under her thighs and pulls her into his arms, leading them back to the bed.
It'd be so easy to let her keep going. She fucking loves it, and she's damn good at it, but why settle for a hand job when you could have that delicious pussy, her ass, or even that fucking mouth?
No, we'll take anything she'll give us and be damn happy for it, but she loves when we fuck her, so that's exactly what we're going to do.
Jake stops at the end of the bed, pulling his lips from her. He trails kisses along her neck, meeting my gaze over her shoulder.
"How do you want her?"
A loaded question, if I've ever heard one. There isn't a way I wouldn't take her. She's delicious from head to toe, and at every angle. Trust me, we've spent years exploring her.
"I've had her all day, you choose." Jake quirks a brow at me, and I hold his gaze unamused. No, I'm not one to give up control, but this isn't giving up; simply letting someone else pick first. Why do they always act so damn surprised?
Jade bends backward so that her head is resting on the bed, her legs still wrapped around Jake's waist.
"Or how about I decide?" she says, a wicked smile curving her lips as she meets my gaze. Neither of us has anything to say to that, and when she lifts a finger to beckon me toward her, I don't hesitate to get up on my knees and move to the end of the bed.
The second she can reach, her fingers wrap around my already painfully hard cock, making me hiss.
You'd never guess that I'd spent the majority of this morning fucking her or that she had spent all night with Zander before that. We both react as if we’re starved for touch and ready to blow.
Jade drops her other hand to my hip, and I move in closer, wrapping a hand around the back of her neck to help hold some of her weight.
She's small, but at this angle, I can't imagine Jake wouldn't eventually tire from holding her up.
With some of her weight off of him, he moves to adjust, the metal hoop in the tip of his dick gleaming from her wetness as he presses up through her folds.
Jade takes advantage of my eyes being lower, flicking her tongue out to lick the drip of precum that's gathered at the end of my dick from the show.
She gasps when he presses against her clit, and I feel her breath roll across the sensitive skin of my cock before Jake quickly pulls back, then presses back into her, making her jaw drop open with a moan that I take advantage of.
Pressing forward, I push my cock into her now open mouth and get to feel her moan as Jake pulls back and quickly slams into her again, making her take me all the way down so that I can feel her nose bump against my balls.
Fucking fuck. There's nothing like her lips wrapped around my cock, feeling her throat work as she swallows me down to avoid gagging.
I run my free hand down her chin and over her throat, feeling the press of my cock against the thin skin, before moving lower to cup her breast and tweak her nipple.
Jake groans as he continues to pump into her, moving her on my cock without any help from us, and I know she's squeezing him.
We might be fucking her, but there's no doubt that she's the one running the show right now.
She has us exactly where she wants us, knowing we can't resist and would never want to.