42. Grace
Chapter 42
Grace
My phone blows up in my hand with fire emojis and responses from all four of the men, which only makes me smile harder—and get more turned on knowing that I’m making them lose their minds from all the way back here at the ranch.
CADE: Told you.
HENDRIX: You’re lucky we can’t get on video right now.
JESSE: Who says we can’t?
EASTON: Tell us exactly what you’re doing. And I do mean exactly. Leave out no details.
I won’t lie, I love getting this much attention from them all at once. But I can’t help wondering what exactly they can feel or sense from me, so I decide to test it out to find the limits. I spin the dial on the vibrator to turn it to the max setting, then switch it back on and almost dissolve on the spot.
Between the thrumming inside me and against my clit, it’s almost too much. But what really hits me like a ton of bricks are the sudden roars of desire in my chest. Four of them. They’re mixing into one overwhelming din inside me, and it feels like a wild animal trying to claw its way out of me, but I can still feel all four men distinctly.
And I love it.
I slowly pull the vibrator out of myself, my breath catching as it moves and reaches parts of me I didn’t even know I had. The guys seem to react with me, their thunderous desire storming in my chest, and my heart pounds against my rib cage with excitement.
Then the phone rings in my hand, temporarily pulling me out of my trance. I know it’s one of them without even looking at the screen, but I keep the vibrator on as I swipe to answer the call. I want them to hear it in the background, to know what I’m doing. And I’m glad someone called because texting is getting difficult.
“Hello,” I moan into the phone, barely able to form the word. It comes out sounding strained, and I hear a chorus of growls in response on the line.
“I knew it!” Cade shouts in the background. “She’s fucking with us.”
“I’d rather be fucking all four of you,” I blurt, surprising even myself.
“Be careful what you wish for, darlin’,” Hendrix says, sounding closest to the mic. He must have called from his phone. His rumbling voice and the sexy threat within it give me chills.
“He’s right. We aren’t that far away,” Jesse adds, sending another wave of goosebumps down my spine.
“Maybe. But it looks like I’m the only one around to do anything about it right now,” I say and pull the phone away from my ear to move it closer to the vibrator so they can hear its humming, and the wet, sucking sounds it makes when I slide it in and out of myself. “Fuck, it feels so good,” I say into the receiver when I bring it back to my ear.
“Tell us how good it feels. How good we make you feel,” Easton says eagerly.
“Fuck that, tell us every raunchy, disgusting little thought that’s going through that dirty little mind of yours right now,” Cade interrupts. Who am I to disobey?
“I’m imaging one of you with your cock deep inside my tight hole,” I start as I twist the vibrator slightly, brushing against my clit and making myself gasp. “While another of you sucks on my swollen clit.”
“Mm, I’d be happy to make that fantasy a reality,” Hendrix says. “Either role.”
“I want all four of you to take turns. I want every combination of you to use me for your pleasure.” Hendrix lets out a low whistle, and I can picture him shaking his head.
“Like I said, be careful what you wish for. We’ve had a long, stressful day. And we’re gonna need some way to relieve that stress when we get back.”
“That’s what I’m here for. I want you. All of you,” I say and hold the phone between my legs again, closer to my pussy this time so they can really hear how wet and turned on I am for them all. “Can’t you hear how soaked and hungry I am for your cocks?”
“Why don’t we put you on your hands and knees and give you a cock for every hole since you’re being such a brat while we’re gone?” Jesse asks, and I whimper at the thought. “We have to make you pay for this somehow.”
“I’ll pay any price,” I whisper into the phone, and Easton growls in the background as Hendrix passes him the phone. There’s some static as it changes hands, then I hear Easton’s voice crystal clear on the line.
“You’re being a very naughty Omega,” he chides, and my pussy clenches around the vibrator still humming inside me. “We’re going to put you on speaker phone so we can all hear you come.” The line gets louder as it switches over.
“And you will come,” Jesse adds, sounding closer and clearer now. “We’ll make sure of that.” My back arches at his words, so I tap to go on speaker myself and lay the phone down on the bed beside me.
“I’m ready. So damn ready,” I say, shoving the vibrator in and out of myself like I’ve lost all control.
Because I have. These Alphas have ruined me for anyone else, even myself. All I can think about is their sun-kissed, chiseled bodies and big cocks doing whatever they want to me, whenever they want to.
“Tell us what you’re doing. Every little movement,” Easton says, his voice crackling on the line.
“I’m fucking myself with this vibrator, hard and fast,” I say through gritted teeth. “And wishing it was you inside me instead.”
“It will be soon enough.”
“Do you have the rest of the toys I bought you?” Cade cuts in. I reach for the string of beads and drag them across the receiver. “Oh, you are such a fucking tease, sugar,” he says with a gruffness to his voice.
“Use them,” Hendrix demands.
“But I have the vibrator in right—”
“I know,” Hendrix interrupts. “Now use them .” A thrill races through me. I love it when he gets dominant like this, so I keep the vibrator lodged in me without turning it off. I want them to hear it buzzing and judging from the collective growl I hear from them, it works.
I pick up the string of beads. There are ten of them, starting small and getting larger, with a big loop at the end for a grip. The last, largest bead is about the size of a gumball, and the thought of it inside me at the same time as the vibrator both scares and excites me.
“Are you doing it?” Jesse asks, and I stare at the string of beads in my hand, unsure how I’m going to put them in me.
“I don’t have any lube.”
“Then suck on them like they’re my cock first,” Cade says, and that makes my face flush with desire.
“Okay,” I say and pick up the phone to hold it close to my mouth so they can hear me sucking and licking on the beads.
“That’s it, just like that that. Get it nice and wet for yourself, sugar,” Cade says. “Fuck, you’re making me so hard hearing that.”
“Me too. But I think that’s good enough. Give them a try,” Easton says, so I pull the beads out of my mouth and line them up.
“Are you doing it?”
“Yes. I’m working them in right—” I gasp as the first bead pops inside. “Now.” Between the stimulation of the vibrator and the arousal of talking to them as I work them in, the beads slide inside easier than I’m expecting, but now that they’re in, I’m glad they are. I squirm on the bed, feeling the bead twist and shift inside me, and can’t stop the grin that splits my face.
“Describe it. Tell us how good it feels,” Easton urges as I start working the next, slightly larger bead inside myself.
“It’s almost like a knot the way it stretches and fills me,” I whisper to another group growl on the other end of the line. My free hand drifts to my clit, my fingers circling it firmly and dragging a moan out of me. I’ve had a lot of sex with the men already, but this still feels different.
“Keep going. Put more of them in,” Cade says, so I start working on the third bead on the chain. This one is quite a bit larger than the first two, so I have to push a little harder to get it in, but when it pops past my ring, I gasp and my pussy clenches around the vibrator still humming inside me.
“Oh my god, it feels so good,” I say through a laugh of disbelief. It’s not quite as good as it would feel to have two of their cocks in me, one in each hole, but it’s damn close. I palm my clit and drag my skin across it, making my eyes squeeze shut. “I’m getting close.”
“One more bead, just for me, darlin’,” Hendrix says, and I can see his devilish, teasing smile in my mind.
“Okay,” I whisper and bite my lip as I keep pushing on the ring to drive the next bead inside. Maybe it’s because I’m so turned on, or maybe it’s because I’ve already gotten a few of them in me, but this bead pops through even easier than the rest.
“There we go,” Hendrix says when he hears me gasp in pleasure. “I knew you could do it.”
“Are you really close to coming?” Jesse asks, and as I go back to working my clit, I moan.
“Yes. Even more now with the extra bead.” I love the way they feel, shifting and sliding inside me every time my pussy clenches and with every little movement I make.
“Good. Then listen to me. When you’re there, right on the edge, I want you to pull the beads out all at once. You understand me?”
“Mm, yes!” The idea makes me crazy because I know it’s going to feel so intense. For now though, I leave the beads like they are and move back to the vibrator with one hand, dragging it in and out of myself while my fingers and palm work my clit with the other.
“Put the phone on your stomach so we can hear it when you come,” Easton says, and his words alone are almost enough to send me over the edge. I pause what I’m doing long enough to pick up the phone and rest it just above my clit, then tease my hole with the vibrator.
“Can you hear how wet I am for you all?”
“Fuck yeah, we can,” Cade says eagerly.
“Go ahead, princess. Let yourself go. Fall apart for us,” Easton says, and it’s the only permission I need. I plunge the vibrator all the way back into myself, and my head falls back on the bed as a powerful cry escapes me. I keep my palm grinding and sliding against my clit as I reach for the beads and with one hard tug, yank them out of my ass.
“Oh my god!” I scream as they leave, each little pop like a mini orgasm all by itself. My eyes seal shut, and I stop breathing until little stars pop in my vision and I come roaring back into my body.
The vibrator almost falls out of me as I spasm around it, but it’s still there when my eyes flutter back open. I take it out and turn it off, tossing it on the bed with the beads before slumping against the pillows breathlessly.
“Holy shit, that was hot.” Jesse laughs. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you’re going to pay for all of this when we get back. Right, guys?”
“You’re goddamn right,” Cade says immediately, and the others groan their agreement. “We’re gonna fucking ravage you, sugar. Just you wait and see.”
I grin at his filthy promise as I try to catch my breath. “Good. I can’t wait.”
We hang up after a few more minutes, but even after the phone goes quiet, I can still hear the men’s voices in my head as I replay all of the filthy promises they made and the things they vowed to do to me when they get home. As much as I teased them tonight by making myself come while they couldn’t touch me, I can tell they enjoyed every second of it almost as much as I did.
Best decision ever , I think as I grin at the ceiling, coming down from my high and so very happy.
Once I can finally move my limbs without them shaking, I take a quick shower to clean up, then put my pajamas on at last and climb into bed. But after that session, so to speak, I’m not tired at all. In fact, I’m feeling a burst of inspiration for my story.
Propping up the pillows, I grab my laptop and get to work, letting the fresh ideas pour out of my fingers and onto the page. I’ve gotten past my writer’s block so fully that I don’t even notice time passing as I lose myself in the story, and when I glance over at the clock, it’s way later than I expected.
I yawn, suddenly feeling the exhaustion from the long day I’ve had and the multiple orgasms creeping in. But just as I close my laptop, a faint sound reaches my ears.
It sounds almost like a crash.