Chapter 22
MADDOX
Ipaced wildly at the base of the steps, knowing I was supposed to be cooking for everyone but unable to get started. This was too much. I had to talk Callie out of this.
At last she appeared at the top of the stairs, in the sheerest negligee I had ever seen.
It was not a good sign that she’d chosen lingerie that hid absolutely nothing as the outfit to greet Duke and Ryder when they arrived.
“Callie, please—,” I began, but, in what had become a very familiar move, she immediately raised her hand to silence me.
“You’re going to beg me not to fuck your bros, right?” she asked, her tone as bored as could be.
“Yes.”
“Put a pin in that. I need a drink first.”
Settling onto the plush couch, she requested wine.
As I hastily poured her a glass, I couldn’t stop thinking about how the lace hugged her body, how the fabric was so transparent I could see every inch of her.
The way she arranged herself on the couch, reclining provocatively, made it impossible to look anywhere else.
I stared hungrily at her perfect lips as she sipped the deep red wine and released a sigh of contentment.
“I can’t help but notice that you haven’t started dinner, which is fine, actually.
I was texting the boys and we’re in the mood to order pizza.
” Her eyebrows arched as a bright idea struck her.
“Maybe it’ll be delivered by a hot guy who wants to join in! ”
“Callie, please…” I groaned.
“And I have something more important for you to do tonight, anyway.”
“What is it?” I asked, bracing myself.
Callie said nothing, only chuckled. My nervousness came out in my fidgeting hands. What more could she have in store for me?
The doorbell rang, and my stomach dropped. I moved to answer it like a man walking to the electric chair.
Duke and Ryder stood on the doorstep. The minute they saw my butler tux, they burst out laughing.
“Aww, you look so cute!” Ryder trilled mockingly.
I stepped aside to let them in, unable to meet their eyes. “She’s in the living room.”
Fucking Ryder. The minute he clocked Callie’s outfit, the most lascivious grin spread over his face as he pulled his shirt right off. “We’re getting right to it, aren’t we?”
Callie killed me by taking a moment to admire Ryder’s defined pecs and light blonde chest hair, making pleased “mmmm” sounds as she did so. “There’s just one thing we have to do first,” she finally said.
“What’s that?” Duke asked, comparatively a model of restraint as he merely unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.
Callie patted the couch on either side of her, and they each sat while I remained standing.
“Maddox has informed me he wants to beg me not to do this. But I wanted to wait until there was a full audience before he did the whole speech. So now that everyone has arrived…” She looked at me expectantly. “Let’s hear it.”
I shifted my weight awkwardly from foot to foot.
I had wanted to speak to her alone, but I also felt gratitude that she would allow me any chance to speak to her at all.
She really didn’t have to. So what if I had to humiliate myself further in front of these two turncoats?
I’d already endured so much degradation in front of them, it’s not like any sense of dignity would return to me if I somehow dodged only this latest embarrassment.
“Callie, I’m so sorry. I couldn’t have betrayed you worse than I did, and for the rest of my life I’m going to regret not being the husband you deserved.
I’d beg you for forgiveness every day for the rest of our lives if you’d let me.
But please don’t do this.” My voice was strained.
“This isn’t you. You never wanted anything like this before—”
Her eyes flashed with fiery rage. “I want it now. Do you think you know better than me what I want?”
“No, no, of course not,” I stammered.
She cleared her throat sharply. “I don’t like looking up at you for this. Get on your knees.”
Duke and Ryder exchanged glances, but said nothing.
I didn’t protest. She was right that this was where I belonged now. Not standing tall or commanding respect, but low on the ground. My legs felt weak as I lowered myself to my knees.
“Please,” I continued, my voice barely above a whisper.
“You have the most incredible, gentle soul. You’re the kindest woman I’ve ever met.
You’re brave, you’re forgiving, you’re powerful, you’re generous with your heart, you’re everything that’s good in this world.
I know you want to hurt me, but you were always someone who wouldn’t hurt a fly—”
“That’s right, I used to be someone who wouldn’t hurt a fly. But then I married you, and now this is who I am.” Callie placed one hand on Duke’s thigh and the other on Ryder’s abs. “And I do want to hurt you by fucking them.”
“And we’re okay with that,” Duke tossed in.
“Whatever way it works for you,” Ryder added, caressing her leg.
I noted the tenting in Duke’s pants as Callie’s hand worked its way closer to his crotch.
“But the reason it’s such a turn-on is because of just how… ethical they are,” she sighed.
Fuck. The way she said “ethical”, like it was the most erotic thing a person could be. My cock stirred at that.
“The fact that they’re honest with their partners, that they have integrity.” Her fingers moved across Ryder’s abs, tracing the defined muscles. “And these help too.”
As Duke’s shirt also popped off, I felt the heavy weight of understanding that I had no right to object to any of this.
“You know what else I think?” Callie continued. “I think you owe Duke and Ryder an apology. You’ve been a terrible friend to them. You ignored them as much as you ignored me, and you let them think you were like them, when really you were just this disgusting lowlife the whole time.”
The truth of that hit hard. I looked up at them. “You’re right. I’m sorry, guys. I’ve been a terrible friend. I wasn’t honest, and I let you think I had integrity when I didn’t.”
Duke paused from kissing Callie’s neck to give me a dopey smile. “Hey, we forgive you, man. No hard feelings.”
“But we’re still definitely doing this,” Ryder added, his hand sliding onto Callie’s ass as she arched her back.
“Oh, for sure!” Duke affirmed. “For us, it’s not about hurting you, though.”
“It’s about her!” Ryder enthusiastically gestured at Callie’s exposed body. Both men were staring with undisguised hunger at her nipples poking through the lace.
Callie looked back and forth from Duke to Ryder, a mischievous smile playing at her lips. “Are you both still into the idea we talked about earlier?”
“Fuck yeah,” Ryder breathed.
“Anything you want,” Duke agreed, leaning closer to her.
“Great!” Callie’s eyes locked onto mine. “Maddox, your job for tonight is to stay in this room and watch.”
A sharp breath caught in my throat. Dread surged in me, along with a surprising revelation.
I wasn’t eager to see this, but no part of me felt the impulse to refuse.
It wasn’t even about trying to get out of the curse.
Being in her mind had made me finally understand the scale of what I’d done.
I’d begged Callie not to do this, but she still needed to.
And having experienced the betrayal from her side…
after my sins, there was nothing she could ever ask of me that would be too much, even this.
If this is what she wanted from me, I wanted to give it to her, regardless of my feelings. Anything that might help rebalance the scale of my betrayals.
“I understand,” I whispered.
Callie’s smile widened. “Good boy. Now, settle in for the show.” She turned her attention to Duke and Ryder. “You two, get naked.”
She didn’t have to tell them twice. They leapt to their feet and were both bare-assed naked and tossing their clothes aside with such incredible speed, you could have put a cartoon sound effect on it. Both of their cocks sprung out of their boxer briefs already hard.
From my knees, I looked up as Callie stood between them.
“Now, which one of you is going to rip this off of me?” She pulled invitingly at the neckline of her lingerie.
They both obliged, Duke from the front and Ryder from behind. The torn negligee fell to the ground.
Callie towered above me, totally nude and totally perfect. The most exquisitely proportioned woman in the world. Her pussy was bare and glistening, her lips swollen with arousal. Could I get through this by focusing on her and blocking the guys out?
No, because four large, rough male hands were roaming all over her, cupping her breasts, teasing her erect nipples, trailing tauntingly close to her pussy and asshole…
Her hands pushed at Duke’s chest. “On the couch,” she ordered.
Duke immediately collapsed back onto the cushions, unrolling a condom down his cock.
Callie straddled him, her knees sinking into the couch on either side of his hips.
She didn’t lower herself right away. She teased him, her fingers trailing down her stomach, her touch light as she circled her clit. “You want this, Duke?”
“You know I do,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips and his thumbs digging into the soft flesh of her ass.
She sank down onto him in one smooth motion, her back arching, her tits bouncing as she took him to the hilt. Her nails raked down his chest as a pleasured moan exploded from her throat. “Oh, gods,” she gasped. “You feel so fucking good.”
Ryder was behind her before she’d even finished speaking, his cock in his hand as he finished putting on his own condom.
As he began pressing the head against her ass, Callie reached back, her fingers spreading herself open for him.
“Fuck me,” she demanded, her breath coming in sharp little pants. “Both of you. Now.”
Ryder didn’t need to be told twice. He pushed in slowly, his cock disappearing into the tight ring of her ass, inch by inch. Callie whimpered, her body trembling. “Yes!” she hissed, her head falling back onto Ryder’s shoulder. “Just like that. Harder.”
They moved in sync, Duke thrusting up into her and Ryder slamming down, their bodies slapping against hers in a filthy rhythm.
Callie was a fucking vision. Her skin flushed and her mouth opened in an ecstatic scream as they railed her.
Her fingers clawed at Duke’s chest, her nails leaving red marks as her cries filled the room. “Oh gods, oh fuck! Yes!”
My twinge of arousal from earlier had grown into a full hard-on, and with it I felt the animal in me taking over. Watching this triggered a possessiveness beyond what I could control.
I couldn’t watch this woman I loved being ravaged by other men.
I was stopping this if I had to rip Duke and Ryder off of her. Even two against one, I was stronger than both of them.
I sprang to my feet and lunged—
—and immediately slammed into one of Callie’s magical force fields, which formed a protective column around the three of them. It was as solid as running full force into a brick wall.
I stumbled back, stunned by the impact. “Callie, I love you!” I roared.
But she was paying no attention to me. Her shrieks of bliss were primal, syncing with Duke and Ryder’s grunts as she rode their cocks at ever more frenzied speeds.
I thought of running from the room… but I didn’t.
The impact with the barrier had slammed sense back into me and reminded me of what mattered.
She wanted me to watch this. And nothing was more important to me than giving the woman I had wronged whatever she asked for.
If she wanted me here, this was where I wanted to be.
Callie’s body tightened, her back bowing.
She locked eyes with me and smiled widely.
“I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Her voice broke as her orgasm surged through her, her euphoric screams merging with the roars of pleasure from Duke as he came, his hips shuddering, and the guttural snarls from Ryder, his fingers digging hard into her hips as he finished inside her.
And all throughout, I continued to watch. Just as she asked.