Chapter 16 #2
I grab my phone and try to shut the ringer off at the same time Jax pulls me from the seat and bends me over the edge of the makeshift bed and plunges into me without warning.
I jerk forward some, taken by surprise as he fills the depths of me, causing my phone to tumble out of my hand onto the bed.
“Fuck Everlee. You’re so wet.” He lifts my hips up as he pounds into me repeatedly. I try to press my hands to the bed to push up some, but I’m too weak and the angle he’s at is hitting spots I never knew existed. I’m already chasing another orgasm.
“Your asshole is begging to be played with,” Emmett cries.
Turning my head to look at him, I smile. “I kind of want you in my pussy, though… with Jax,” I peep out. Though my voice was light and innocent sounding, nothing about my request was.
Emmett looks at Jax, who steps over my leg so it’s between his, making room for Emmett on my left.
Jax pulls out for a second while Emmett presses in.
I feel the cool sting of Emmett’s cock ring on my hot, wet pussy and shiver in excitement.
He thrusts a few times, coating his cock in my slickness, his breath shallow.
I love the feel of him inside of me.
He pulls out and rubs his fingers around my opening, stretching me a little, prepping me. They line their cocks up together and press in slowly, barely getting past their heads before they stop, allowing me to adjust around them. They pull out and thrust back in, taking their time.
My back arches as a rippling sensation sweeps through my body. My hands ball into fists as I try to restrain myself from slamming back onto them because I know I’m not ready yet. Well, I am, but my little puss puss isn’t.
They press in again. “Oh my God,” I moan, repositioning myself. “Y’all feel so good.”
“Samesies,” Jax says, causing me to chuckle.
“Fuck Everlee. You can’t do that,” Emmett spits out, voice strained.
I rock my body back slowly, letting them press in fully until I feel the sting in my pussy telling me it’s too much. I lean forward and press back again, taking control as their hands rake over my body.
“You’re a goddess, taking those cocks.” Callum smiles.
“I want you all,” I whimper.
“You’ll have us all, just not now.”
I pout before pressing back onto the guys, moving faster. My body is spooling up again with the pressure and Emmett’s ring taking me to new heights.
‘Hooker, pickup the phone. Hooker, pickup the phone.’
“Damn it, Lizzy,” I chuckle, quickly pressing the button to shut the phone off.
A moan escapes as I rock back faster. Emmett and Jax each place a hand on my hips as they rock in unison. Claiming my pussy.
“This feels fucking fantastic,” Jax moans.
“Mmhmm,” Emmett responds.
“So good,” Lizzy murmurs seductively.
We all freeze. What the hell?
I grab my phone and flip it over to see Lizzy’s eyeball and face pressed against it.
“You sick fuck. Next time, decline the call!” she growls.
“I mean, I appreciate the sentiment.” She looks around the phone like she’s trying to look over my shoulder.
“But that’s a kink I’m not into. I mean, maybe I could be if given a heads-up or something.
How many do you have right now? Two? Three? Fo-”
“Shut up, Lizzy!” I disconnect the phone, stare at it for a second to make sure it’s off, then throw it on the floor and drop my head down. I’m so mortified right now. Nothing like being two dicks deep with an accidental video chat from your BFF.
“She has like a sexth sense or something. It’s amazing,” Knox says in awe.
“Sexth?” I mumble, looking up to smile at him.
“It’s fucking weird, is what it is,” Jax says deadpan, causing me to chuckle and then pause.
Both Emmett and Jax huff at the same time. I forgot that laughing causes the muscles in my pussy to contract around them.
The intercom chimes with Brady warning us we’re about thirty minutes from landing.
This is a calamity of errors. Is God trying to clam-jam me because I’m fucking several guys at the same time on Easter Sunday? Is he smiting me?
I rock back and forth, moving faster and faster, trying to erase the last several minutes from existence. I growl softly, letting my body take over. Letting it take what it wants, what it needs. “Yes. Yes. More.”
“Are you close, Trouble? Between Jax’s cock and your pussy, I’m about to fucking unload,” Emmett says.
“Yes. I’m close,” I pant out.
“Let me help you,” Emmett coos. A second later, I feel a pressure at my ass and I moan out. “Do you want it?” he asks.
“Yes, please.” The sex beast inside me growls out.
A wetness slicks over my backside just before he presses a finger in.
My back arches, and a tingle shoots through my body up to my head, around my breasts and nipples down to my core.
It’s like an orgasm without the feeling of tightening and waves.
Like my body is trying to sneak and pretend it didn’t just have one because she’s a greedy little bitch and wants more.
Jax’s fingers work down my spine while Emmett’s press into my ass and their cocks slam into me, punching my wet pussy.
The sound of our sex fills the cabin. “God, this feels so good.” I pant as they continue to thrust into me, and I onto them.
A moment later, I explode. I try to suppress my scream, not wanting to startle Brady, but fuck.
I can’t control myself as pleasure seeps out of every pore.
Emmett removes his finger and grabs my hips.
They’re sliding into me one after the other, not in sync like before, so their dicks rub against one another, not for me, but for them.
My pussy is just the conduit for them. Fuck, it’s so hot.
It’s like I can feel their cocks rubbing against one another inside of me, feel Emmett’s ring as he strokes along Jax’s cock.
I bury my face in the couch because my body is spooling up again. This isn’t possible. This is too fast.
“Oh, my…” I’m panting. The thoughts of their cocks rubbing against one another are driving me absolutely insane with lust and desire.
We’re out of control and I feel it hit again.
I slam back into them hard, needing to feel them deep inside of me.
I shudder and feel Jax’s hand on my back, holding me down.
“That’s right. Take our cocks like a good girl,” Jax calls and then grunts.
I yell out a string of words as I come again, at the same time, I feel Jax and Emmett come.
They thrust a few more times, then pull out, and we all collapse.
I don’t have far to go because I’m already lying down, but they fall on either side of me, rolling onto their backs.
Their cocks in the air, my ass in the air. Cocks and buns in the air.
The plane shakes as it hits a bit of turbulence, and I grab Jax’s arm. He rolls onto his side and looks at me. “Are you okay?”
“Well fucked, but too weak to move. Which one of you will carry me around?”
Emmett snakes his arm around my waist and pulls me into him. “I got you, boo.”
Brady chimes in. “Looks like there’s a little more turbulence up ahead. Please take your seats and buckle up.”
I groan. “I’m leaking and need to go to the bathroom.”
Emmett stands up and grabs my arm, walking me towards the door in the back.
I reach up to cup his cheek. “Thank you.”
Stepping into the bathroom, I fall onto the toilet, a combination of weak legs and another shake of the plane.
Before I pee, I let their come ooze out of me.
I ignore the little sting, because she’s been fucked pretty good, so it’s to be expected.
Plus, it was my fault near the end, because my body went a little crazy.
When I pushed back the last time, I knew it would hurt because I was lost in the frenzy of it all.
I wash my hands, then throw water on my face, giving myself the once-over.
When I walk back out, Callum is standing by the door with my clothes in his hand.
“You can sit in this chair.” He points to his right, so I sit in the chair and finish getting dressed and grab my phone, which someone had set on the table.
I don’t want to flip it over, but the anticipation is killing me.
I have to see what craziness Lizzy messaged, because there’s no way she’s not going to text something.
Regretting it almost immediately, I flip it over, read the quick text, and roll my eyes.