18. Jagger
Jagger
My skin felt too tight for my body by the time I got to the room. Pausing before I touched the knob, I cracked my neck. Just thinking of her alone in there made my cock pulse. But I had to be careful, treat her gently.
Like Luca, I didn’t know how Vi could ever think she was anything other than perfect.
Shaw had a killer body, one I devoured every single night.
I couldn’t get enough of my wife. But Vi’s body was different.
It ensnared me, hypnotized me. From the sway of her generous ass to the beautiful jiggle of her tits when she laughed.
I loved her so fucking much.
I loved Shaw too. More. Differently.
But when it came to Vi, it was something else. Maybe it was her connection with Shaw. That was a part of it, for sure. But it was something else too. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I would not survive without Shaw or Vi. Ever.
Not bothering to knock, I opened the door to the bedroom and stepped inside. Violet was lying on the bed, still dressed in the sweats from earlier, her hands folded on her stomach. She turned her head as I entered, swallowing hard as I flipped the lock.
If Lyric or one of the others came looking for us and saw what I was about to do to my wife’s best friend, they would not understand. They would call it wrong. Try to cause discord between the four of us.
But they would also see her the way only Shaw and Luca and I were allowed to see her. Spread open for me. Her chest heaving, making those big tits bounce, her pussy glistening, her thighs wrapped around my head. Her sexy, purr-like moans filling the air.
“You’re hiding.” She bit her lip, her gaze going back to the ceiling, one shoulder moving in a shrug.
“Stop it,” I snapped, making her suck in a sharp breath.
Fuck, she loved it when I got bossy with her. She liked it even more when it was Shaw giving the commands.
Crossing to the bed, I bent and grabbed her foot, sliding her down the bed until her ass was at the end.
Without pausing, I tore the sweats down her legs, appreciating the view of her sweet cunt because she wasn’t wearing panties.
I rubbed a hand over my erection, letting my thumb brush over the tattoo of a single violet that was inked on my lower stomach.
Her gaze followed the movement, her tongue flicking out to dampen her lips as she watched. Shaw had the same tattoo, exactly where mine was. Luca had a bigger version on his chest.
Our silent vow to Violet—and to one another.
Waiting until she gave me her eyes, I slapped my fingers down on her wet cunt. She yelped, trying to close her legs, but I moved between them and reached for her hoodie.
“Jagger,” she cried, shaking her head even as I practically tore the material to get it off her.
I slapped my fingers directly on her clit this time and gave it a little twist. She whined, her hips jumping upward. I held her down, getting into her personal space. With us, she had none. Everything was ours. Everything.
“I’m so hard right now, I can’t see straight.” My fingers dug into her thighs as I ground my cock against her bare pussy. “Because of you.”
“Jagger.”
Seeing a flicker of doubt, I felt my gut clench.
“I’ve told you this before, Violet. We’ve already had this discussion at least twice.
” I lightly brushed my lips over hers. Shaw and Luca never kissed.
It was a boundary neither of them crossed for some reason.
Luca had no issue eating my wife’s ass but wouldn’t touch her mouth with his lips.
It didn’t make sense, but it was their thing. I wasn’t going to judge.
But Vi and I? We had no boundaries. When we were all together, or one-on-one, I gave her all of me, like Shaw did. I took; I conquered. I gave her everything and expected the same in return.
“I love Shaw. I wouldn’t change anything about her and me.
Ever. Not even if this thing between all of us had never started.
But it did. And it made me face the fact that you are in my heart too.
You and Shaw are a part of me. I don’t think I can have one without the other now, sweetheart.
” Her hands slid over my chest, and I prayed to all of Ma’s gods that what I said got through to her.
“Shaw says it all the time, but it’s true.
You are our soul. We’re only whole when we’re together. ”
“I-I know that,” she whispered. “I know all three of you love me. And want me. That you would die for me. I feel the same.” Tears filled and spilled out of her beautiful purple eyes. “It’s me, Jags. I don’t feel sexy anymore. I-I don’t understand how any of you can want me. “
“Have you seen yourself, Vi?” I cupped one of her luscious tits in my hand and squeezed.
Tugging on the nipple in punishment, I bit out, “I get hard when you walk into a room. Half the time, Shaw and I have to find somewhere and fuck to get relief so we don’t attack you in public.
It’s getting bad, sweetheart. Sometimes I have to restrain her to keep her from pushing your dress up over your ass and licking you in front of complete strangers.
She’s more territorial than Luca, and I didn’t know that was possible. ”
A tiny giggle escaped her. “Sounds like her.”
I grinned, basking in the sound, in her light.
That was what she was to us. Our fucking light that shone like a beacon in all our darkness.
No wonder Luca had been so drawn to her before she was even born.
Looking back, I’d been half in love with her for most of my life.
But it was Shaw, my dimples, who would always hold the bigger part of my heart.
All too quickly, the sound faded, along with her glow, threatening to leave me in darkness again.
“Fuck it,” I snarled, not accepting it. “Right now, words aren’t going to get through to you.
But I’ll make you see, sweetheart. We all will.
By the end of this weekend, you will never doubt how fucking hot you are.
My cock is dripping for you right now, Vi. ”
“But how?” she asked weakly. “When I’m between you and Luca, I can’t believe that two of the sexiest men in the world want me. You both wanting Shaw, I understand. But…I’m just me. And there’s so much more of me now.”
“Just you,” I repeated, confused. “Just you? Gods, woman, you have no idea. None at all. You are everything. The motherfucking world. Just you? I can’t fucking live without you!”
My mouth slammed down on hers, my tongue demanding entrance. Taking it. She was insane. Just her. Whatever my mom did to the fuckers who’d made my sweet Violet doubt herself wasn’t enough. Those bastards needed to feel pain. For years.
All the hunger that had been building was pushed back with force. My need for her would have to wait. Making sure she understood what I felt for her, the desperation that was like a live wire just below my skin at all times, that was what was important.
Pulling back, I pushed off my swim trunks before lifting her and carefully placing her in the middle of the bed.
It was big enough that the four of us could comfortably sleep in it, and I planned to do just that later.
Having Shaw and Vi between me and Luca all night.
Fuck, I couldn’t wait. It would be the best night’s sleep of my life. I was already sure.
Vi’s hair was spread out, having fallen from the knot she’d kept it in all day.
She had on the necklace Shaw had given her when we’d gotten the tattoos.
A charm with twin swans on it, marking her as our soul mate.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her tits quivering with each breath.
I loved her tits. How many times in the last few years had I fucked them while Shaw ate her out and Luca fucked Shaw from behind?
Not nearly enough.
I let my eyes skim lovingly over her from head to toe.
My hunger burned out of them, no doubt giving me a manic appearance.
She did this to me. Her stomach wasn’t flat.
Stretch marks dotted her abdomen. I loved that pooch.
Those marks and the C-section scar that went from one pubic bone to the other were sexy as fuck.
Luca’s kids had grown inside her, just as mine had inside Shaw.
Vi had been there for the births of both my daughters.
Without her, I would have lost my mind as I watched Shaw struggle through the labor.
Violet’s legs were spread wide, their thickness calling to me. Whenever she wrapped her legs around my head, I could come in two seconds flat if I didn’t control myself. With Shaw, Luca and I could be as rough as we wanted. But with Vi, we had to be more careful. Gentle.
Love her slow and tender.
My eyes got to the tip of her toes before I touched her again.
Goose bumps popped up at the first graze of my fingertips over the inside of her legs.
When I got to her knees, her breath hitched, and I could scent her arousal, her pussy already glistening with her juice.
I licked my lips, anticipating the way she would taste.
“Your mind might have doubts, but your body knows, sweetheart,” I told her as I licked up her slit, spreading her lips so I could see all that pretty pink inside.
“This gorgeous body that makes my head want to explode when I see it. This stars in my wettest dreams. This body that takes my cock so good up the ass. She knows I can’t live without it.
She knows I would give up everything but my wife simply to breathe the same air as her. ”
“Jagger,” she moaned, twisting her fingers in my hair.
“Doesn’t she, Vi,” I growled against her clit. “Godsdamn it, doesn’t she!”
“Yes,” she whined, lifting her hips to ride my tongue. “Please, please, I need it. I want you. I love you.”