Chapter 29 #2
A tingle shoots from my pussy up my spine to my head, causing a guttural sound of pleasure to escape.
Jax is moving in and out faster, fucking us both, and Emmett looks like he’s about to lose it.
Jax’s silent moans shake me to my core. It’s like he’s in a world of his own, just his cock and Emmett’s, losing himself in the feel of Emmett while my pussy clenches around them.
“Oh god” I cry out.
Callum grabs my chin and stares at me. A tantalizing smile curls on his lips before he drops my chin.
“I think she’s wet enough now,” Callum calls out.
His eyes look hungry, like he wants to get in on the action, but knows he has to wait.
He’s the last piece of the puzzle, the crème de la crème, the cherry on top.
He continues to stroke himself, eager to plant his cock in my mouth, and I’m eager to have him there.
I want them to always remember tonight and remember me.
“Me. Me. Me!” Knox chimes, bouncing over. I don’t see him, but I know him well enough now to know that’s exactly what he’s doing.
Jax pauses, leaving his cock inside of me while Knox grabs the lube and preps my ass. It feels like minutes tick by, but Emmett and Jax don’t move. I clench my pussy a few times for good measure, just so I can watch Emmett smile.
“I can’t wait to sink my cock into this pretty little hole,” Knox sings, more to himself than anyone else.
He pulls his fingers out, squeezes a little more lube on his cock, and presses it at my entrance.
My eyes water with anticipation. He pushes in slowly, and we all stop breathing.
Why in the hell did I think this was going to be a good idea?
Because you’re a kinky little fucker, my subconscious chimes.
Knox presses in a little further and pauses. “Holy shit,” he grunts.
My world goes dark as my eyes roll into the back of my head. When Emmett’s face comes back into focus, I find him staring at me. Watching.
Knox slowly pulls out, adds more lube, then slides in again. All three men let out a collective sigh.
“I think watching her take the three of you is going to make me come,” Callum says, with his hand gripped firmly on his shaft. It’s like his hand and his mind are part of two different people right now, fighting for control.
As Knox moves faster, Jax and Emmett match his pace, moving and thrusting in sync with him once again.
“Oh my God. I can feel them inside of you,” Knox pants out, hand gripped around my right hip.
The sensation is absolutely mind-blowing.
See. Kinky fuckery.
“You feel so good,” Emmett groans, but I don’t know who he’s talking about and I don’t care. Something about him talking to Jax causes my stomach to tighten.
Feeling more confident in my body, I slowly rock my hips back and forth, moving faster and faster as the wet slaps of their cocks spur me on.
“You better get in here fast, Cal, if we want to give her all four of us at once, because I’m about to explode inside of her. This feeling is unfuckingbelievable,” Emmett bellows.
Callum walks over and lifts my chin. “Give me your mouth, pretty girl, so I may fuck it.”
I swallow hard, and he smiles, happy with my reaction.
The king and his men.
“Feed her your cock, Callum. Make her choke on it, while she chokes ours,” Jax urges.
These men and their words.
Callum grabs my cheeks and guides the head of his shaft to my lips, and I open happily for him.
If I wasn’t already a dripping mess before, I am now.
He holds it there, like he’s teasing me or himself.
I’m not sure which. Smiling, I run my tongue up his slit and lift the bead of precum off and swallow it down.
“Emmett, don’t let her fall,” Callum commands with a low growl in his tone.
“Never.” He tosses me a wink and wraps his mouth around my hanging breast before his hands press along my ribcage to hold me up.
Callum stands in front of us all like the god he is. Muscles taut, hands in my hair. His hips inch forward, running the head of his cock over my lips. Teasing me. Making me hungry for it.
“Callum,” I whimper out his name.
He smiles and slides it in, eyes locked on me. He pushes it straight to the back of my throat until he hits my gag reflex.
Do. Not. Throw. Up.
Pretty sure that would kill the mood.
When he drags his cock out, I wrap my hand around the base to stop him from going so deep, praying that Emmett really won’t let me fall.
He presses in again and the boys all move in the rhythm Callum sets.
My body is like a cello that’s being played by four bows at one time, each rubbing along the strings of my orgasm, working in perfect harmony.
I take a moment to relish this feeling of fullness.
I don’t know what’s going to explode first. My orgasm or my head.
I suck Callum in hard and fast, my cheeks hollowing out around him.
“Oh baby girl,” Callum hums, thrusting his cock in.
Screw it. I’m his tonight. He can do with me what he wants. My hands drop to the bed as I give my control over to him. His hands grip onto the side of my head and he unleashes. Tears sting my eyes, running down my cheeks, and he owns me. But damn, do I love it.
I have them all, and it is glorious.
Wet slaps, grunts, and moans fill the room. Nobody speaking, only enjoying the sounds of our sex. It’s erotic. If you could bottle this sound up and sell it, it would be worth billions.
“You. Are. Magnificent,” Callum says, enunciating every word as he runs his fingers through my hair, pumping his cock down my throat. “You were made for our cocks.”
“Yes, she was,” Jax grunts.
The words hit me just the right way, and emotion wells inside of me. What did that mean?
Balancing on one hand, I wrap my hand around the base of his cock, squeezing as I suck harder.
“You want more? I’ll give you more.” Callum’s hands clamp to the sides of my head as he presses his cock in so slow, but so deep. I can’t breathe. “Goddamn.” He pulls it back out, allowing me to suck in a breath, then does it again.
Knox bellows out. “Oh, shit. I’m—”
My hips rock just a bit as Callum pulls out.
“Don’t you dare come before her,” Jax commands.
“I’m trying, but goddamn. You try watching her take all of Callum’s cock while you’re buried in her tight ass. He’s got a big fucking cock and—” he stops talking and whines as he tries to hold back his orgasm.
Jax’s rough fingers brush across my clit and I let out a whimper around Callum’s cock.
“Just a little further, boys. Hold it.” Jax’s thrusts get sloppy as he focuses on making me come first. My clit is slick as butter and his finger keeps slipping off, but he doesn’t give up.
Never give up, never surrender! My subconscious cheers, fist thrust into the air, standing on top of a hill.
I’m getting closer. This orgasm is unlike any other I’ve ever had.
My body is so tight and full that I don’t think it knows what to do.
But it’s there in the shadows… building.
Only Jax is coaxing it out into the light, and my god, when it fully steps into the light, it’s going to rip me apart.
I’ve never had an oncoming orgasm scare me as much as this one does. This is going to wipe me the fuck out.
Oh, no! What if I pass out? What if I die? Death by orgasm. Who would tell Lizzy? My parents? What would they say at my funeral? I shake my head. Why the fuck am I thinking about this right now?
I stiff-arm Callum, pushing him back, so he slides out of my mouth. “You need to come now, because I don’t know what’s going to happen when I do, and I don’t want to bite off your penis.”
A dark chuckle sounds as his eyes lock with mine. His fingers tilt my chin up. “Give me your mouth, darling, so that I may fill it with my come.”
A fucking king.
I smile, just before he thrusts it back in, his moves erratic, needy. Jax continues to work my clit, and my hips gyrate, moving up and down without control.
“Callum,” Jax calls, worried.
“I’m close.”
Jax removes his finger from my clit, leaving me aching for his touch. He knows I’m a live wire. A bomb ready to explode, and that’s my detonation switch.
Eager to help him along, I latch onto Callum’s balls, massaging them in my hand as he pounds into my face.
“Shit. Here I—” His back stiffens as his fingers clutch my hair, holding me in place.
A warm saltiness shoots down my throat as I continue to suck every ounce out of him.
Callum pulls his cock from my mouth and I raise up like a hellbeast who’s had its fill.
Jax rubs my clit and within seconds, I feel it. She’s there. Lady Orgasm has arrived.
A noise, so low, so guttural, vibrates out of my chest and keeps getting louder and louder.
My entire body freezes. Muscles seize. My pussy clenches.
And the world moves in slow motion as sounds fade, but not before I hear a collective ‘Fuck’ from the guys behind me.
Seconds later, they all release into me, slowly pumping.
My orgasm is still riding me, because there’s no way I’m riding it.
It’s euphoric. Magical. Mystical. It transcends everything.
It’s so intense I’m seeing stars and I can’t breathe.
And then it all crashes back. I collapse on Emmett, panting.
I am Jello. My limbs are mush.
“Everlee?” Emmett nudges my shoulder.
“I’m alive,” I mumble against his chest.
Knox, followed by Jax, pulls out, and then I think someone pulls me off Emmett, but I’m not sure who, and I really don’t care.
“Come here, Squirt.” Jax cradles me in his arms.
“We’re going to take care of you.” He brushes a kiss across my forehead. Not because we’re in a lust-filled haze, but because he wants to. Jax cares for me.
Callum is standing in the bathtub waiting when we walk in.
Jax hands me off, then grabs a towel to wipe himself before he steps in.
These men. So rough with their cocks and their mouths, but equally gentle with their actions afterwards.
Exhaustion sweeps across me, so I lay my head against Callum’s chest.
Will this be my last time here with them, like this? My contract is up. We’ve had our fun. I didn’t care what it said before. I wanted Callum. I wanted fun. I wanted the guys. What I didn’t plan on was the addiction to the feeling of power they gave me, and now I want that.
I fight to keep my eyes open, but I’m so exhausted and satiated that it’s damn near impossible. With the lavender scent, the gentle hands washing me, and the massages over my feet, legs, and back, I’m out.
I’m jostled awake when they lay me on the bed and several warm bodies nestle in next to me. I take a deep breath and pass out again.