48. Grace
Chapter 48
Grace
As Cade leans away from me, Easton takes his place on the bed and pulls me into his arms. We lie side by side, facing each other, and I lose myself in kissing him and the feeling of his hands wandering up and down my body.
Without breaking our kiss, he turns me onto my back and climbs on top of me, then pushes one knee up to my chest as he enters me slowly. I sigh as inch after inch of him disappears into me, hitting me at a completely different angle. My pussy feels electric with sensitivity after the orgasm that Cade just gave me, making it so that I feel every little sensation intensely.
“That’s it, princess. Let me in. Let me show you how much I love you,” Easton says encouragingly as he continues to disappear into me. He keeps my leg pushed to my chest with one hand on the back of my knee, reaching down with his other hand to brush his thumb over my lip. My tongue flicks out to lick it, and Easton smirks at me.
“Does it feel good for you?”
I nod eagerly. “God, yes. So fucking good. I love your cock inside me.”
“It’s yours. I’m yours. Forever and always,” he says and my body shudders while he takes a few soft strokes in and out of me, teasing me with just the head. There’s a silent strength to Easton, even in the way he fucks me. He’s quiet but confident because he knows exactly what he’s doing and doesn’t need words to prove it. He lets our bodies do all the talking.
And good god, is he making my body talk.
His piercing gray eyes burn into mine as he stares intently at me, watching my face for any little hint of feedback. And when he draws back, almost pulling out, then takes one easy thrust all the way back inside me, my body contracts around him and I can’t fight a groan that burns in the back of my throat.
“Mm, yes. Give yourself over to it,” he encourages me, stroking the inside of my thigh with his strong hand. “I need to feel you come.”
“Mm. I want you to come with me.”
Easton’s smirk becomes a smile as he leans down to kiss me. “Then keep your eyes on me,” he says, and I lock mine on his, nodding as he picks up his pace. With my knee pressing into my chest and his weight holding me in place, he takes a series of deep, long strokes into me. My hands find his and intertwine with them, and he squeezes me lovingly.
“Is that working for you, princess?”
“God, yes.”
His already intense expression hardens, and his thrusts take on a sharper rhythm. Seeing his muscled, broad frame tense and flex with each stroke makes my throat dry, and I swallow hard but I’m not sure if it’s to fight the dryness or to swallow the moan building at the back.
But when Easton’s fingers find my clit, swiping back and forth across it quickly, my jaw drops and the moan I’ve been fighting comes pouring out of me along with my second orgasm. I spasm around him, clenching and squeezing his cock with each pulse of my release, and the look of pure pleasure and need on his face is intoxicating.
“God, you feel so amazing. I’m going to come with you,” he grunts and drops his head to my neck, clamping down on it just like Cade before him. It’s still raw and inflamed from Cade’s bite, but that only makes the feeling that much more intense. My body writhes beneath Easton’s as he shudders against me, flooding me with his hot cum and expanding knot.
I cling to him, my senses completely overwhelmed, and when Easton’s release finishes, he presses soft kisses to the bite and a wave of goosebumps ripples across my skin with each one. I shudder and writhe beneath him, but he keeps me rooted and keeps kissing me on the tender, incredibly sensitive skin where I’ve now been bitten and claimed twice until his knot finally deflates and he pulls away.
“You’re beautiful,” he says after he pulls out. He wipes a bit of blood away from his mouth with the back of his hand and his raking gray eyes dart up and down my body, drinking in every little detail and turning me on all over again. “I want to remember the way you look right now forever.”
“That makes four of us,” Jesse says from the side of the bed, and my gaze drifts to where he’s standing side by side with Hendrix. They’re both rock hard and staring at me intently. My heart swells at the sight, just knowing that all four of these men love me as much as they do. They’d do anything for me, beyond a doubt, and I’d do the same for them.
Jesse and Hendrix climb onto the bed, taking Easton’s place, and desire floods me because I’d love nothing more than to take both at the same time. But there will be time for that later. Right now, it needs to be each of them separately. They all need to claim me to bind us together.
And there are still two of them who haven’t.
I reach out for Hendrix, and he takes my hand, so I pull him toward me. He falls forward, his lips crashing against mine. His fingers dance down my torso to my pussy, and he teases my hole with them until I’m whimpering and pushing up off the bed, desperate to get him inside me.
“You’re such a mess already, darlin’,” he says as he pushes the very tip of his finger into me. He steals another kiss, robbing my moan, and when my eyes meet his blazing emeralds again, they flash. “But it’s nothing compared to how much messier I’m about to make you.”
As I’m shuddering at the threat, he plunges two fingers into me, making me cry out and clamp down around him. He twists his fingers around inside me before pulling them all the way back out, smirking at the glistening slick that coats them. He winks at me and pops his fingers in his mouth, licking and sucking at them and driving me crazy.
He spots me staring and pauses, wearing a feigned expression of surprise. “Oh, I’m sorry, darlin’. Did you want a taste too?”
“Please,” I beg, and his eyes flame.
“Your wish is my command.” I open my mouth and Hendrix starts by resting his two fingers on my lower lip. My tongue darts out across them, and I moan at the mingled taste of my arousal and the men’s cum, which only makes Hendrix’s smile deepen. “There you go. Now you see why we’re all so crazy for you.”
He drags his fingers teasingly out of my mouth, then climbs on top of me and pushes my legs apart with his. “Keep your eyes on me now.”
“Okay,” I say breathlessly. Exhaustion is starting to settle in from all the sex, burning at the edges of my eyes, but my desire for him keeps it at bay. Our eyes stay on each other’s as he pushes into me, and while I can’t exactly describe what it is, something intense passes between us. I always feel bonded to the men when we fuck, but this time with Hendrix feels different and new.
It's a whole other level of connection.
Hendrix must feel it too because he lets out a low growl and buries himself the rest of the way inside me. I moan in relief along with him when he bottoms out, and he smiles as he cups my face in both of his hands. His gaze is deep and intense, a firestorm of desire and emotion, but the smile that flashes across his face is just enough to keep it from being too much.
“How does that feel for you?” he asks warmly, his thumb stroking my chin.
“Perfect. Just like you.”
Hendrix laughs and shakes his head. “Oh no, darlin’. You’re the only one who’s perfect in these parts. And I’m going to prove it to you.”
My face flushes. I can’t help it. You’d think after all the time I’ve spent with these guys, and after all we’ve been through together, that I’d be used to these kinds of compliments by now, but I’m not. And I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing them, either.
Hendrix moves his hands from my face to my ankles and uses them to push both of my knees to my chest. He rests my feet on his pecs to keep me there, opening me up even more for him.
“Now there’s a beautiful view if I’ve ever seen one. Where’s a camera when I need one?” he says and takes a gentle, deep stroke in and out of me. My lower lip catches between my teeth along with my breath in my throat.
There isn’t an inch of me that doesn’t feel like it’s on fire with feeling and emotion. With every orgasm, my sensitivity has ratcheted up, and with Hendrix leaning over me and fucking me deep and slowly like this, I’m about to add another one to the tally.
“You feel so good around my cock,” he says softly, his face hovering just above mine. He’s using his fists on the bed and my feet on his chest to hold himself up, swinging back and forth, in and out of me. He pulls all the way out with a little pop, then glides right back in. I’m so wet and loose from the orgasms I’ve already had that there’s next to zero friction between us.
“Fuck me, Hendrix. Just like that,” I mutter as one hand drifts down to my clit to toy with it in time to his strokes. My toes curl against his chest and he smirks at me.
“I could never tell you no. Go to pieces for me. I want to see just how much of a mess you can make,” he says, and a thrill burns in me. Our eyes stay locked as he keeps slowly but powerfully fucking me, his hips colliding with mine with each deep thrust. My eyes flutter as another orgasm claws under my skin. Hendrix must know I’m getting close because he lowers his head and rests his teeth on the tender skin where Easton and Cade have already bitten me.
A chill runs through me, and a gasp tumbles out of my mouth at the feeling. He’s so close to adding his mark to my neck, and the sheer idea of it makes me crazy with need. When I feel his teeth starting to sink into my shoulder, I shatter and my body writhes beneath him. He keeps his mouth clamped on me as he tumbles into orgasm himself, his body bucking and spasming.
He floods me before his knot swells inside me, forcing the mixture of his cum and my slick to drip out, warm and wet. Hendrix finally releases his bite, making me shiver when he pulls away, and glances down at the mess we’ve made together.
“Fuck. See? You really are perfect,” he says, beaming with pride, and steals another kiss from me while we’re locked together, neither of us able to move.
His mouth trails down my neck to the several bite marks littering my skin, and he gently kisses each one of them, making me shudder each time. The bites are charged with sensation like a brand fresh from the fire.
“That was beautiful,” Jesse says with a warm smile as he climbs onto the bed beside us. He brushes my wet, sticky hair out of my face and tucks a strand behind one ear. I feel Hendrix’s knot deflating as Jesse kneels to kiss me, and Hendrix slowly pulls out of me while Jesse and I kiss.
I’m still burning with arousal so I’m expecting Jesse to mount me and fuck me like the others, but he surprises me by climbing between my legs and lifting me up by the waist. He spins us around on the bed, then sets me down on my hands and knees so I’m facing the other three guys with Jesse behind me.
“Look at these men who love you so much,” Jesse says, stroking my lower back gently as he teases my hole with his cock. The looks of love and adoration on the other Alpha’s faces makes mine flush. “They care about you just as much as I do. And all four of us will always protect you, no matter what.”
I’m both touched and turned on by his words. “I need you,” I moan as I rock my hips backward, desperate to get his cock inside me. But Jesse stops me with his hands on my waist, then reaches to turn my head toward him. Our gazes meet, and he nods intently at me.
“I need you too,” he says with meaning and sincerity thick in his voice.
Raw desire ripples through me, and I gasp as Jesse grips my waist and pulls me backward to finally drive into me. Our hips clap together a few times before we find a rhythm where I rock backward to meet his thrusts, slamming his cock against my g-spot and making me moan each time.
Through squinting, watering eyes, I see the other guys watching, a mix of love and arousal playing out across all their faces. They probably want to join in as badly as I want them to, but they know that can’t happen until all four of them have claimed me first.
Jesse’s body claps against mine, the wet, slapping sound filling the room, and he seems to be picking up the pace with each thrust. Since he’s the last to take me, he’s had the most time to watch and get turned on, and now he’s taking out all that pent up energy—and the teasing, bratty exchange we’ve always had with each other—on me.
And I love it.
His fingers dig into my waist as he speeds toward release. I grip the sheets and bite my tongue to keep from screaming because my pussy is so saturated with sensation, each nerve ending lit up and burning like its own little pleasure factory, that every little movement he takes is heightened tenfold. Each orgasm that the men have given me has been intense in its own way, but the one that Jesse’s quickly working me toward now feels like it’s going to be the real fireworks.
He pulls me up toward him, pressing his chest against my back, and reaches around me with both hands to finger my clit while he keeps fucking me. His fingers play my clit like a harp while he continues plowing me, and my arms fly up to wrap around his neck on their own. I hold onto him for dear life.
“That’s it. Fucking melt into me, wildcard,” Jesse grunts, still quickly and powerfully thrusting into me. He kisses and sucks on my neck, and when his lips graze the raw, sensitive bite marks now covering my flesh, I explode. My legs wobble and turn to jelly as I spasm around his cock, my inner walls milking him.
When he sinks his teeth into the tender flesh, adding his mark, I cry out. My eyes squeeze shut so tightly that they water, and my orgasm seems to go on forever. Before one crashing, sundering wave ends, another takes its place, dashing me to pieces against the shore that is Jesse’s rock-hard body over and over again.
His thrusts turn erratic as he comes along with me, and somehow, the feeling of hot Alpha release flooding me, his knot stretching me, cuts through the sensory overload of my orgasm that just keeps going. What feels like an hour of the most intense feeling I’ve ever experienced passes until finally my eyes snap back open and I find myself on all fours, panting for breath.
Jesse is stroking my lower back and ass gently, his cock still swollen and trapped inside me. The other guys stare down at me with passionate looks until I’ve caught my breath, then approach me.
Four pairs of strong, ranch-worn hands wander over my body, stroking and massaging every inch of me while Jesse deflates. When he does, he slides out of me and joins the others in pulling me onto my back so they can lie around me, unable to take their hands off me.
We take turns kissing, and although I’m so sated after taking all four of them that I’m spent, I get so lost in our kissing that I can’t keep track of whose lips are on mine at times.
But it doesn’t matter. I love them all, and being with them like this makes me the happiest and most content I’ve ever been.
And the most inspired.
A sudden thought pops into my head, and I lift a hand. “Can, um, can one of you hand me a pen and paper?”
Their bodies shift as they all move to stare at me. “What?” Hendrix says, confused.
“A pen and paper. Or a pencil, that’s fine.”
I can see the hazy glaze of post-orgasm leave their eyes and all four Alphas spring up, scrambling to get me what I need, and I burst out laughing. “What am I going to do with you all dragging your feet like this?” I tease them.
A pen and paper are passed to me, and I start scribbling madly. I don’t want to lose this idea. I need to get it down before it leaves my head.
“What are you writing?” Easton asks as they all avidly watch me.
“I’m making notes,” I tell them. “I just got an idea for a new love story.”
“That’s amazing,” Jesse says, genuinely. “So you’re really committed to your writing career?”
“I am,” I tell him. All of them. “I actually emailed my old boss at my publishing company the novel I’ve been working on.”
“What did she think?” Easton asks—then he pauses. “Wait, your old boss?”
I grin. “I thought it would make a good consolation prize when I sent in my resignation. She might be losing me as a coworker but she could be gaining a new author. After all, I can’t work for a New York publishing company in Colorado, but I can write a novel from anywhere.”
Jesse and Easton plant kisses all over my face as I giggle. I can feel the love from all of them inside of me, making me feel like I’m glowing.
“What’s it about?” Hendrix asks. “What’s the idea?”
I smile at them all as I finish my notes and set the pen and paper aside. “It’s based on our story. What could be more inspiring to me than that?”
All four of them smile at me, and Cade kisses me softly.
“Sounds like we need to give you more inspiration then,” Jesse growls.
He tackles me back to the bed as I laugh.