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SEVEN
I stepped into the shower before the water heated.
I stood with my back to the door, hands on the walls, and let the cold seep into my bones.
Watching G and Emersyn together had lit a fire in my blood, and if I had any hope of going downstairs without embarrassing myself, I needed to dampen it somehow.
I sensed her behind me. Her hand traced one of the vivid scars across my back. She reached the end and started on another one. Her touch didn’t help my cock that had decided to harden after she’d barely finished the first pass. I sighed. No help for it.
I turned to see a curious look on her face—it wasn’t pity, but I hadn’t expected that since she had similar scars of her own.
It was like she was focused—committed to paying each one the respect it deserved.
It made something hard settle in my throat.
I shoved it aside and wrapped my arms around her.
“Did I mention I plan on doing that to each one of yours too?”
She put her arms around my neck. “I want to hear all of their stories.”
“You tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine, baby.”
In answer, she kissed me. The water steamed around us as our kiss grew just as hot. We nipped and sucked, and our tongues dueled until my cock ached and I sensed G’s presence. Whatever had awoken in G, with Emersyn between us, was something I’d never seen in his eyes before, and I was down for it.
I’d be a fool to say I’d never thought about him like that.
He’d visited my imagination during a few sessions with my hand in the past. But, I’d never done anything because I always thought he was straight.
We had a bond that transcended every other conventional relationship.
Deeper than friends, brothers, soldiers—when I was with him, I felt safe, whole and utterly seen.
The only thing that hadn’t bloomed between us was the physical aspect and I’d been okay with that.
But, now, after seeing that look in his eyes, and as I watched the steam wrap around him, and the drops of water run down the ridges of his abs, I wasn’t sure.
My attention settled on his dick. Nothing I hadn’t seen before, but he definitely had a nice one.
I bit my lip, only to drag my gaze up to find him watching me with a scowl. Oops.
I wanted to push things, but instead I smirked and winked before I turned my attention back to Emersyn. I knew he was spooked so I’d be careful. I could be gentle—for now. Emersyn’s hand ran down my abs to my cock, and when her hand wrapped around it, I hissed.
“Fuck, baby girl,” I groaned. “I didn’t want our first time to be a quickie, but you keep stroking me like that, I’m not going to have a choice.”
Her hand disappeared and she bit her lip. “We don’t have to—”
“That’s up to you,” I kissed her shoulder. “I can always make it up to you in a bed later.”
There was that quiet laugh of hers that always sent a thrill straight through me.
Like a fucking drug addict, I sought it out.
Or, maybe I was more of a collector because I remembered every single one of her laughs.
Emersyn put her hand back on my cock and stroked until precum beaded at my tip and my muscles bunched in restraint.
“I think you can make it up to me,” she said slyly.
“Good answer.” I slid my hands down the backs of her thighs and picked her up. Her arms tightened around my neck. I backed her up until she was against G’s chest. His arms snuck between us, and she released her hold on me to lean back.
I stepped closer. My thighs brushed G’s and he froze, but my attention was on Emersyn’s pussy. Water dropped down her center and I guided my cock there. G’s hand slid down her stomach and found her clit. But, just as the head of my cock pushed inside, she went rigid.
“Fuck,” she muttered.
“What’s wrong?”
“I thought I could handle it—” Apprehension flickered in her eyes. “I don’t think I can—” Her words cut off, but I immediately dragged her chin so she had to look at me. G tightened his arms around her and stopped rubbing her so she could focus.
“Talk to me, baby,” I pressed.
She bit her lip and shook her head.
“No, I’m not going any further until you talk to me,” I said.
“It’s just—” She sighed and pointed to my piercings. “Those usually hurt. A lot.”
It was true. I was pierced. Instead of the classic Jacob’s Ladder on the underside of my cock, I had it on top. Five barbells. I knew for some women it could be a lot.
The rage that burned under my skin was so sharp, I thought I’d explode with it.
I took an insanely long breath as I forced all of my anger away—it was not the time or the place.
She watched me and that strong, courageous fire burned in her eyes while she waited to see how I’d react.
I had her trust, but we all knew how easily trust was broken.
“Do you want me to take them off?” I asked. “Or, I will go slow and if it’s too much, you can tell me to stop.”
She chewed on her lip. “You’ll stop?”
I closed my eyes this time and quickly envisioned cutting off the dicks of every single person who had ever hurt her.
I had a love/hate relationship with seeing her vulnerable.
I cherished the fact that she felt safe with me, but I hated that there was precedent in her past for her to question such things.
When I opened my eyes again, I ran my thumb across her jaw.
“Of course I’ll stop.”
In answer, a gleam appeared in her eyes, and her hand wrapped around my cock.
She guided me to her pussy and I slowly pushed inside.
When the first barbell hit, I saw her breath catch and I stopped.
Only for the ghost of a smile to tug at her lips, and her fingers twisted into my hair at the nape of my neck.
She pulled me closer. “I didn’t say stop.”
I nipped at her playfully and pushed deeper.
She let out a breathless moan. “More.”
I made sure I could see her face each time I went one barbell deeper until I was seated entirely. She trembled between us, her forehead pressed against mine as her hands gripped us—one back around G’s neck and the other around mine.
“I can—oh my god, they’re pressing on all the right spots,” she whimpered.
She squeezed around my cock, and I sank my teeth into the junction of her neck and shoulder.
“You feel amazing,” I groaned. “I’m going to move now, or I might die.”
I set a slow pace and after the first careful strokes, Emersyn was a live wire between us.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” she panted.
“Already?” I teased.
I smirked and looked over her shoulder at G’s face, only to find his smoldering eyes blown black, as he watched my cock stroke deeply in and out.
My thigh was pressed against his, but he didn’t seem to notice anymore.
I knew his own cock must be hard and it was so tantalizingly close.
My fingers itched to explore the broad planes of his body while I drove into Emersyn.
My thoughts ran wild with hot positions the three of us could explore, and I cursed as my cock grew impossibly hard.
G’s fingers once again found Emersyn’s clit, and she cried out and bucked between us as the combined sensations grew intense.
She panted out repeated curses from swollen lips, and between the heat of the water and the rush of pleasure her skin was flushed a pretty pink.
Hard nipples pebbled as she gripped my cock—she was so close.
“Come for me, baby,” I gasped. “You’re so fucking gorgeous falling apart between us.”
When she shattered, I carefully thrust into her through the waves.
I could tell it was intense as she lost herself completely with cry after cry of ecstasy.
Her legs shook, and the pulse of her around my cock pulled me after her.
I came with a groan, and rode out my own orgasm, before I finally collapsed into both of them.
Emersyn shook against my chest. She’d wrapped her arms around my neck, and I could hear a soft breathless sob.
G turned off the water and I held her while she clung to me.
I rubbed her back, my cock still inside. “Let it out, baby—that was beautiful. You did so well.”
I murmured more reassurance and praise as I stepped out of the shower with her and G held out a towel.
When he draped it across her shoulders, she lifted her head and sniffed.
She took a deep breath and dropped her legs.
My cock slid out and I bit back a moan at the loss.
I wanted to stay inside her forever. I’d already decided.
Emersyn gripped the towel around her shoulders. “That was…” She shook her head and couldn’t finish her sentence. The tears were gone, and she looked more relaxed than I’d ever seen her.
“Yeah it was,” I agreed.
G handed me a towel, and we dried off in a companionable silence.
“Think we made the ten minutes?” I asked.
G scoffed, and Emersyn huffed a laugh.
I smirked. “Yeah, I don’t think we did either.”