Chapter 27
I t's a mad scramble after that. Big hands pick me up off the table. I'm swept into a fireman's carry over Deandre's shoulder, squealing with both the thrill and the shock.
We're doing this. We're actually, honestly doing it.
I've had a decent amount of sex in my life. Not a ton or anything, but enough that I'm not easily scandalized. What I've never done is had a threesome. Or a foursome. Or a fivesome or a sixsome—basically, this is way outside my comfort zone, but I don't care.
I've been fantasizing about getting passed around from one of these men to the next since the day I arrived. When Jax told me they were all down to share, the possibility of a veritable orgy became this tantalizing, teasing thing, but deep down, I still never expected it to happen.
My expectations are being blown out of the water tonight.
The door to Deandre's room slams into the wall as he shoves it open. It's a good choice. The guy is so big, he has a California king. It's still not big enough for this many people, but it's probably our best shot.
Someone shoves the covers back, and then Deandre is setting me down onto cool sheets. He hovers over me, kissing me slow and deep, then pulls away.
"How do you want to do this, baby girl?"
How the hell am I supposed to answer that question? My body is on fire with the hungry stares of five sexy guys all waiting to have their way with me. I want everything, everyone, and I want them in every way imaginable. It's impossible to choose.
But then again, I do have a good idea of how to start.
Turning my head, I reach out in Sergio's direction. Deandre backs off without needing to be told, and Sergio stalks his way onto the bed, pulling at his shirt as he goes. It lands in a heap somewhere, and then he's on me.
His kiss is a delicious as it was out in the other room, only a hotter intent lies behind it. Yeah, we're doing this.
Neither of us wastes any time. I tear at my clothes.
He helps, getting my shirt and bra off. Fuck, the hot expanse of his muscular chest pressed against me is heaven.
A gold cross hangs from around his neck, and it grazes my skin as he kisses me hard and fast. The cool metal hits the hollow of my throat, and I don't know why that's so erotic, but it is.
I skate my hands down his sides, feeling the definition in his abdominals and the hollows of his hips.
For all that he's ripped, he has a slighter build than the some of the other guys.
When I wrap my legs around his waist, it's a more comfortable fit.
I like being able to hold onto him. To meet his strength with my own as we start a dirty, frantic grind.
That's not enough for long, though. He drifts his hands lower, over my hips and ass and thighs. When he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my jeans, I nod. He lifts his hips and shifts to the side, and—
Oh. That's a different set of hands tugging my pants away. Fuck. Right. Because we're have a giant orgy, here.
I glance up to find Cayden shoving my jeans and panties down. Heat burns hot in his gaze, and my pussy clenches. I don't have time to pay much attention to him, though.
Sergio reclaims my mouth, and his hand cups my breast, the rough warmth of his palm rasping over my nipple and making me see sparks.
He glides it down my body, over my navel and down to the scorching, swollen space between my legs.
He fits his palm to my mound. Like the sniper he is, he shows pinpoint accuracy in finding my clit.
I grunt at the sudden contact, almost too much.
I'm laid out on my back, in the center of one man's giant bed, being kissed and fingered by another, my legs spread, while a third man works my stupid fucking skinny jeans off my ankles.
I try to help him, but I can't concentrate through the way Sergio is touching me.
The pleasure is too sharp, the feeling too intense.
A high whine builds in the back of my throat.
Then two more hands settle on my thighs, pushing at them until I'm spread and open. I glance down to find that they belong to Adam.
"May I?" he asks, licking his lips.
I feel faint, but the dizziness only gets worse when no one waits for my response.
Instead, Sergio is the one to nod. "Go for it, man." His gaze connects with mine. "Wanna watch her face while you eat her out."
They're talking about me like I'm not even there—like I'm a thing to be enjoyed and shared, and it gets me so fucking hot, I can hardly stand it.
Thankfully, Adam wastes no time following Sergio's instructions and digging in.
He licks a wet stripe up my slit, then fits his lips to my clit and sucks.
My hips attempt to jackrabbit off the bed, but Adam and Sergio both have a good grip on me.
They hold me down, and I'm helpless. I surrender to the pleasure, opening to Sergio's mouth on mine, to Adam's on my pussy.
To the sounds of other men as they appreciate the show we're putting on.
"Damn," Jax says.
"Right?" Cayden sounds like he's about to come in his pants. Sergio has tight command over my lips, but I flutter my eyes open to glance Cayden's way.
I twist and writhe, wishing I'd kept my fool eyes shut, because damn.
The other guys have taken some initiative. They're standing around in different states of undress. Adam, between my thighs, is the only one still wearing a shirt. Deandre's belt is unbuckled, and Cayden isn't even messing around. He has his cock out, and he's giving it a couple of slow strokes.
"Don't—" I groan.
Sergio and Adam both pull back suddenly.
Oh. And it's crazy, but that's maybe the sexiest thing to happen so far. I showed a tiny, half-signal of distress, and they stopped immediately. They may be treating me like a toy to be passed around, but I'm still in control here.
The hot, sexual need growing in me warps. Shifts. Power flows through me.
Only I use that power to get us back to precisely where we were three seconds ago.
"No." I fumble, pulling at them both, urging them to return to their tasks. "You. Cayden."
His head jerks up, lust-drunk gaze meeting mine. "Haley—"
"Save it." I gesture at his long, thick cock and the hand he has fisted tightly around the base. "Don't you dare come unless it's inside me."
He groans. "Yes, ma'am."
"None of you," I moan, sinking back into the mattress. Into the heat of Adam's lips on my clit and Sergio's on my throat. "I want it. Want your cocks. Need you to fuck me."
"Where, baby?" Sergio asks, and another hot thrill rips through me.
"Everywhere. Fuck. My pussy, my throat." I shiver, lifting my knee to give better access. "My ass."
Deandre groans. "Anyone ever been there before, baby girl?"
I shake my head. "No—never—"
"Fuck. Baby girl, you're incredible. So good. Can't wait."
And shit, what am I getting myself into? Could I even fit his monstrous cock in there?
Well, I'm damn near ready to die trying.
Sergio kisses his way back to my mouth. "And where do you want it first?"
"In me," I insist. "My cunt. Please. Please, Sergio. Fuck my hungry pussy, I need it—"
"Fuck yes, baby."
He shucks his pants in the span of a breath. Adam retreats, and shit—I miss the wet heat of his mouth on my pussy immediately, but then I'm in motion. Sergio rolls onto his back, pulling me on top of him. He slips his fingers through my slick folds, then shoves two inside.
"He do a good job?" he asks. "Lick that pretty pussy nice and wet and open? He get you ready for me to fuck?"
I nod, out of my mind with how badly I need it.
"Good," Sergio says, and that's it. He pulls me down, sealing our lips together, and in the next instant, he lifts his dick, shoves it against me. One tug at my hips, and he's there.
I slide down on him with a groan, taking that hot, bare cock to the hilt in one stroke, and God, yes, that's what I needed.
"Fuck, Haley," he groans, kiss going sloppy. "Heaven, baby. So wet, so hot, love your pussy."
And I love his cock.
He's not quite as long as the other guys, but he makes up for it in girth. He fills me up so good, the head rubbing right along my G-spot as we start to move. At the end of every stroke, my clit grinds against his pubic bone, and it feels like lightning crackling all along my spine.
The heat of it only intensifies when another body drapes itself over my back. I turn my head to find Jax there.
"Hey, baby," he murmurs. He's naked, his gaze still full of challenge for all that we've apparently made our peace. Kissing the shell of my ear, he drags his cock along the small of my back, and yeah, okay.
"Hey." I keep twisting until our mouths meet, never stopping in the slow rhythm I've set up, rocking over Sergio, taking him deep.
I still don't vary it up—not even when Jax's probing fingers delve between my ass cheeks. He's gentle—for him. None of the crazy fucking-against-a-wall stuff from the other day. But he doesn't mess around either, circling the rim of my back entrance without a hell of a lot of fanfare.
"Gonna let me in?" he asks.
Instinctively, I flick my gaze up to Deandre. He'd brought it up first after all. He has his arms crossed over his muscular chest, his jeans still on but the fly undone, his erection tenting the fabric obscenely. He nods.
"Go on, baby girl. You want him to open you up?"
Before I can answer, Sergio pushes up with his hips, hitting a particularly delicious spot. I moan, then nod, then shake my head.
"Yeah—but—" Jesus, this all feels too good. "Thought you wanted—"
Deandre chuckles, bending in close to touch my cheek. "Hell yeah, I do, but no way I'm getting in that virgin ass first. I'd tear you up, girlie."
He's right. Jax is no slouch in that department, either, but it's at least conceivable that he could fit inside.
"So what do you want?" Deandre asks. "Gonna let him in? Let him slick the way for your daddy?"
Fuck . I nod wildly, beyond words, and that's all it takes. I don't know where the hell the lube came from, but in the next breath, Jax is circling my asshole with wet fingers. He nudges one inside, and it takes my breath away.
Before long, he's fucking his finger into my ass without resistance, and pleasure is barreling down on me. "I can't," I mumble. "I have to—"
Sergio grabs hold of my face tilting it back toward his. "Go on, baby. Come around my cock. Take what you want, do it, come on—"
I howl as I let the pleasure crest. It's different with something in both holes, fuller, sharper. As I come, Sergio pulls my mouth to his, kissing me sloppy.
"That's it, you feel so good. Love feeling you come on my cock, you ready? Ready for me to fill you up? Wanna feel my come?"
"Yes, yes," I babble.
I shriek as Jax adds another finger. It hurts, a little, but I'm still flying high on my orgasm, and then it all bleeds away as Sergio grabs my hips and pulls me down on him hard.
He bounces me on his cock another half dozen times, punishingly hard, and then he holds there buried deep.
He groans and pulses. Hot come fills me, and I shiver.
His orgasm triggers another aftershock. I bite down on his lip, and he clutches me tight. Jax stills.
For a moment, we lie there like that.
But it's only a moment.
From my side, Cayden growls.
And then he says, "My turn."