Chapter 25
Chapter Twenty-Five
ELLA
I wanted to hide in the bathroom forever. Maybe if I stayed there long enough, they would forget about me and return to the party. If only I could rewind the last few minutes and undo that disaster. Everything was so perfect up until that moment.
What just happened?
Did I pee on them?
My cheeks were on fire, and my chest was so red I looked like a lobster. With my knees curled into my chest, I sat on the floor in front of a massive tub that could fit six people comfortably. Sonny’s long-ass jersey covered my legs and smelled like him. I took a whiff of his fruity scent and sighed.
Why did I mess this up?
Why can’t I be like other girls?
“El?” Sonny banged on the door for the tenth time. “Open up, or I’m breaking it down.”
“Go away, Sonny. Just give me some space.”
“Ella, baby,” Aiden said. “You don’t have to be embarrassed. It’s a normal bodily response.”
“But I…” I bit my lip to stifle a cry. “I peed on you.”
“No, you didn’t,” Aiden said in a calm tone that soothed me. “It’s called squirting, baby. Most girls can’t do it on their own, not like you. But all women are capable of doing it.”
I had no idea what he was talking about.
“You’re just saying that,” I shot back.
“No, he’s not,” Sonny agreed. “Come out, and I’ll show you some videos. It’s totally normal, babe.”
I moved toward the door. “If I didn’t pee on you, then what happened?”
“You came on us,” Sonny said. “Let me show you.”
I turned the lock and let the door creak open. They burst inside, naked and looking like sweaty sex gods. Both well over six feet and ripped with muscle, they were every girl’s fantasy.
Aiden scooped me into his arms and bent down to kiss my cheek. “You didn’t do anything wrong. We’re into it.”
I leaned my head against his chest and sighed. “You are?”
Sonny nodded. “It was hot.”
“I don’t get it, though. How did I do that?”
Sonny slipped his fingers between mine. “I have plenty of squirting videos on my laptop. It may help to see what it looks like when other girls come.”
“Um, okay.”
I let him guide me out of the bathroom with Aiden in tow, his hand on my ass. Sonny sat at the desk and flipped open his laptop, browsing through the files until he found the correct video. He pulled me onto his lap, fast-forwarded through most of it, and hit Play.
He pointed at the woman on the screen. “Watch.”
A blonde woman with big, perky boobs and tiny nipples appeared on the screen. She leaned back on her elbows on a bed, her feet on the floor and legs spread for the man kneeling between them. He gripped the backs of her legs, letting her do all the work as she rubbed her clit.
Sonny tipped his head at the screen. “This is it. Watch her.”
Aiden was beside us, his hand on my shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze.
A few seconds later, she was moaning and flicking her clit harder, cum shooting out of her and onto the man’s face. She showered him with cum, and it looked so bizarre but also hot. I stared in awe, shocked by how much of it landed on his face, chest, and arms.
And he… liked it.
The man licked his lips and dabbed at her cum with his fingers, shoving them into his mouth. A minute later, the video ended.
Sonny shut the laptop and massaged my shoulders. “Do you feel better?”
“I guess,” I muttered, still so confused. “But you like that?”
Sonny smirked. “I have dozens of videos on my computer. What do you think?”
I glanced at Aiden.
He bent down to match my height and brushed the hair out of my eyes. “You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever met. Everything you do is hot.”
“So every time we have sex, it’s going to be that messy?”
Aiden shrugged. “Can’t say. Every woman is different.”
“Why do you guys know so much about this?”
“I watch a lot of porn,” Sonny said to state the obvious, seeing as he had a massive collection on his computer.
“I Googled it after watching a video like that one.” Aiden shrugged. “I was curious.”
Sonny wrapped his arms around me and massaged my nipples with care. “Wanna get back in bed with us?”
“Yes.” I turned my head to kiss his lips, then went in for a kiss with Aiden. “I’m sorry for flipping out. I didn’t mean to ruin the night.”
“All good, babe.” Sonny tapped his long fingers on my bare thigh. “Can’t fucking wait to feel your pussy gush all over my cock.”
Sonny tossed me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing and dropped me onto the bed. I stripped off the jersey, and he didn’t order me to leave it on this time.
Aiden got in beside us, took my hand, and rubbed my fingers over his chest. Sonny followed his lead and grabbed my other hand, guiding my hand until it was around his dick. I stroked Aiden’s shaft, and he grunted when my thumb grazed over the tip.
Working as a team, they used my hands to match each other’s movements. They were both hard and groaning, stealing kisses from each other as I jerked them off.
It was dark inside the room, the only light coming in from the curtains. The moon cast a soft glow across the bed, just enough light for me to see their faces. They were so pretty and perfect.
And mine for tonight.
Closing my eyes, I used my other senses. My nose tipped up at their combined scents. I caught a hint of bergamot, which smelled like lime, and undertones of citrus on Sonny. I got a whiff of clove soap on Aiden, and the charcoal burrowed into his skin. Even when his hands were clean, I could smell it on him. Without his clothes, I got less of the clean linen that must come from his laundry detergent.
Before my men came, they let go of my hands and shifted places on the bed. I laid back as one of them gripped my ass and split me open with a tongue that slipped between my wet folds. I didn’t bother to look up because I knew it was Aiden. He was gentler than Sonny and took his time.
An intense sensation shot down my thighs, ripping a scream from my throat. “Oh, fuck.”
Lifting my hips, I forced him to shove his tongue deeper, needing to feel him everywhere.
As Aiden licked my pussy, Sonny rolled his tongue over my nipple. His strong hands palmed my breasts, massaging them as an earth-shattering orgasm swept over me like a hurricane. It started slow and built into a crescendo, taking me to the peak of my climax.
Aiden had three fingers inside me, spreading me open, preparing my body for what would come next. I rode out my orgasm, trying to ignore the cum shooting out of my body, knowing it was probably all over Aiden’s face. They both seemed turned on by it, so I didn’t let my mind wander. I lived in the moment, losing myself to the two gorgeous men worshiping me.
Until Aiden waltzed into my life, I had no one and nothing. I never lived a single day—only existed. With everyone else, I played a role. But with Aiden, I was truly free.
He never judged me.
So when they asked me which one would take my virginity, I knew it had to be him. It was always going to be Aiden.
“Condoms?” Aiden said to Sonny, wiping his mouth and cheek with his hand.
Sonny reached into the drawer beside the bed. He tossed condoms at Aiden, and he opened a foil packet, quickly rolling the rubber down his length.
He spread my legs wider and kneeled between them. “Are you okay?”
“Uh-huh,” I muttered.
He climbed on top of me, careful not to press all of his weight on me. “Use your words, baby. Talk to me.”
“I’m scared,” I admitted. “I’m afraid it’s going to hurt.”
“The pain won’t last long.” He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth, briefly slipping his tongue into my mouth. “Maybe the first few minutes.” Aiden cupped my cheek, his breath heating my lips. “If you relax, it won’t hurt as much. Can you do that for me, baby?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
Sonny rolled onto his side, his fingers trailing up my stomach and brushing over my nipple. “It will feel good, El. Promise.”
Aiden lined himself up at my entrance, rubbing the tip along my wet slit. As I prepared for the initial pinch, a raging case of nerves coursed through my body. I braced myself for the pain that every girl on the internet talked about. With a dick his size, I knew he would split me open. Even a more experienced girl would have trouble handling Aiden. He was at least nine or ten inches long and so thick.
As Sonny massaged my nipples and kissed my neck, Aiden inched into me. Slow and steady. He was maybe an inch or two into me, and my eyes fluttered from the pain.
“Oh God,” I cried out, my breathing speeding up, my heart slamming into my chest like a freight truck.
Holding my breath, I waited for him to keep moving. He stretched me out, rocking his hips to make room for himself. So, I tried to block out the pain as my body adapted to his size.
“Relax, baby.” Aiden’s thumb brushed my cheek. “I’m only a quarter of the way in.”
“Really?” I croaked.
“I have a big dick.” He smiled against my lips right before he kissed me. “Your body just needs time to adapt.” His hand fell to my hips, and he pushed another inch or two inside me. “That it’s, Cinders. You feel so fucking good.”
Sonny distracted me by kissing me upside down, reminding me of that scene from the first Spider-Man movie. It was a weird angle, but it worked. As our tongues did that familiar dance, I forgot about the stretching of my insides to accommodate Aiden, consumed by them .
Years ago, I would stare at Sonny from a distance. He was always so beautiful and unattainable. Even as a boy, he had a face that could stop traffic. All the girls were in love with him. People treated him differently because he was handsome and good at everything.
When he walked into a room, he was treated like a celebrity. That much hadn’t changed over the years. And as he kissed me, worshiping me like a goddess, I thought back to those days. To the times when I would have killed for a second of his time.
When our lips separated, I struggled to catch my breath. “Aiden,” I moaned, placing my hand on his sweaty chest. “Oh God. You feel so good.”
“Yeah?” Aiden sounded relieved and blew out a deep breath. “So do you, baby.” He buried his face in my neck and licked my skin. “You’re so tight. And wet. Fuck.” Aiden lifted his head and kissed me. “I could live inside you.”
Screams poured out of my mouth. Once again, I chased that newly familiar high, my legs trembling as adrenaline flooded my body. With my skin on fire and my heart beating faster, I rode out the waves of pleasure.
Aiden sucked in a sharp breath that sounded like a hiss. “Goddamn fucking hell,” he grunted, his entire body shaking as he came inside the condom. “Fuck.” He collapsed on top of me, our sweaty chests sticking together. “That was un-fucking real. I’ve never felt anything like that before.” He looked at Sonny. “Wait until you feel our girl. Man, you have no idea.”
Aiden pulled out of me and switched places with Sonny.
Sonny gripped the backs of my thighs and pulled me toward him. “Can you handle me, El?”
I smiled up at him. “Aiden broke me in.”
Sonny pointed at the bedside table. “Turn on the lamp. And grab my jersey from the floor.”
Aiden laughed. “Do I look like your fucking servant, Pretty Boy?”
“Just do it, would ya?”
With an annoyed grunt, Aiden flicked on the lamp and slid off the bed, tossing the jersey at Sonny’s head.
“Do you see why I call him Sunshine?” Sonny smirked, his face now fully visible in the light. “He’s so grumpy. But it’s hot.”
“So hot,” I agreed.
“Hey, you two.” Aiden got on the bed with us, naked and glistening with sweat and cum. “Don’t go conspiring against me.”
“We’re not,” Sonny said. “Just talking about how hot you are when you’re mean.”
“Aiden’s never been mean to me,” I told him. “Only you.”
“Well, that’s about to change.”
Sonny grabbed a condom from the bed and tore it open with his teeth. He tipped his head at me. “Help Ella into my jersey. I want to see how it looks on her when I fuck her from behind.”
I raised my arms and let Aiden lower the jersey over my head. It swam on me, hiding all of my curves. Neither of them seemed to care. Sonny had some weird fetish with his last name and this jersey. But if it helped get him off, I would wear whatever he wanted.
I liked being claimed by him.
Sonny flipped me onto my stomach and yanked me up so I was on my knees in front of Aiden. He teased my entrance with the tip of his cock, testing my hole before he plunged inside me. Unlike Aiden, he was not as careful but gave me time to settle down. Once my breathing slowed, he must have felt my muscles unclench and moved faster.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groaned, squeezing my ass. “Open up for me, El.”
I looked at Aiden, my mouth hanging open as moans slipped past my lips.
“You okay, Cinders?” Aiden’s hand moved beneath my chin. “Huh, pretty girl?”
“Better than okay.”
Both of my men were big, so it was no surprise they tore me apart, wrecking me from the inside out. Overwhelmed by a mixture of pain and pleasure, I lost all control, my orgasm coming hard and fast and hitting me like a storm. Sonny picked up the pace, helping me race to the finish line. Warmth spread from my head to my toes, and as our legs trembled, I came first, with Sonny behind me.
“You weren’t lying, Pretty Boy,” Sonny said, trying to catch his breath. “Fuck.” He kissed my back and rested his head for a moment. “And you were worried we wouldn’t like your special talent. The complete fucking opposite, El. Best sex I’ve ever had.”
After Sonny pulled out, he dragged me onto the mattress with him. Aiden was on my right, his hand on my thigh, while Sonny kept his hand on my breast. They curled up beside me, both sweaty and tired after our sex marathon. It had been at least two hours, maybe more since we left the party, and I was exhausted.
Sonny brushed his thumb over my nipple. “So, I’m thinking of an international breakfast when we wake up. Crepes. Waffles. Eggs. Whatever you want. And after we eat, we can spend the day in my bed.”
I laid my head on his shoulder and smiled. “That sounds perfect.”