Chapter 10
TEN
Say it, then.
The command makes my stomach flip. As easy as flipping a switch, I let myself fall into the familiar game—one where I hand over my mind, and Noah rewards me for letting him have it.
“I want you, Noah. Please.”
There’s an almost imperceptible tightening of his hands on me, like he wasn’t sure I’d say yes.
If he’d asked me ten minutes ago, I’m not sure I would have.
My brain is stuck somewhere between spiraling and total apathy and honestly, I’m ready to abandon it for something that I know will make me feel good.
Because despite my struggles, I know Noah and he’ll always take care of me.
His short laughter sends another shiver through me.
“No, I meant fucking beg for it, Emma,” he commands, yanking down on the neckline of my shirt, revealing my simple, white bra.
His weight pins me to the grass and I’m helpless to resist as his teeth find the swell of my breast, his hands making quick work of my bra and shirt.
I’m left breathless a few moments later when the chilled air meets my bare skin.
Noah’s mouth descends on my nipple, nipping and teasing with his tongue. A soft groan escapes me as my hips roll up against him, betraying just how badly I want him.
He chuckles against my skin, and the ominous noise causes goosebumps to break out along my body.
“Those weren’t words, Emma, and I’m desperate to hear them now.
Nothing makes me want to defile you more than hearing the filthy things that come from your sweet, little innocent mouth.
Now, say it,” he orders, biting the hard peak of my nipple.
I squirm beneath him, that wild, electric feeling he causes in me building up too quickly. “I need you, Noah. I need us, this. Please, please,” I start to beg, knowing he can fix it.
Escape. Strength. Soul binding pleasure. When I give myself to Noah, he never takes it lightly.
His mouth meets my ear, and I shiver, sensing the moment for foreplay is ending. It’s about to get heavy.
“You beg so goddamn pretty, Angel.”
A growl rumbles through Jesse as he pushes down on Bo’s head, forcing him to his knees in front of the chair that’s set right on the edge of the stone.
Bo’s knees meet the grass as Jesse’s other hand unzips his pants and pulls his cock free, squeezing it lazily as he grips Bo’s wild waves, locking him in place.
He slowly pumps himself, and I clench my eyes shut, the sight combined with Noah’s mouth causing me to spiral too quickly.
Noah grips my jaw. “Open. Keep watching. Keep telling me what you want.”
I hear the tension in his voice. He wants it. He wants me. He tugs on my sweatpants, pulling them and my underwear down my legs and tossing them to the side. I’m a sweat-slick mess beneath him, but he’s looking at me like I personally hang the stars in the sky.
Leaning up over me, he takes in the sight of my breathless body, and I let myself sink into the dark, hungry energy rolling off of him. An out of place sweet smile throws me off balance before he yanks me closer by my thighs and throws them over his shoulder.
I gasp, eyes rolling back when he presses his thumb to my clit, pressing down slightly and circling his way through my arousal. “Look at the mess you’re making already, Em. I knew you missed this, but damn.”
I bite my lip, rolling my hips against his touch as his fake condescension makes my face flush. He loves this just as much as I do, but the mind games are what makes me soar.
I’m building way too quickly, the pleasure a roar in my ears as the wave rolls through my body. Noah slides one finger inside me, crooking it and reaching the spot he knows will make my mouth fall open. My hungry whine makes him smile.
“Fuck, her noises are too much,” Jesse groans, his head falling back as he strokes himself. “Aren’t they Bo?”
Bo tries to nod, but Jesses’ fist still holds it in place, keeping him on his knees where he’s forced to keep his starving eyes on Jesse’s cock. “Let go of me,” his voice rasps, just as desperate as I am.
“No,” Jesse says, his devious grin shining down at Bo’s kneeling figure. “I like this hungry little look on your face way too fucking much.”
The wave spreads, a current I wouldn't save myself from even if I had the strength to. Seeing my best friend’s precarious position, trapped in Jesse’s web, is almost too much.
I cut my eyes to Noah, who watches himself sliding a second finger inside me, before dipping down to trap my clit with the suction of his mouth.
I detonate, body clamping down on a silent scream as I bow against him, my hands gripping the grass as everything clenches at once.
“Fuck, baby.” Noah rises again, fingers pumping inside me to draw out the feeling as it takes over. That fake sweet smile on his lips, still slick with my release—god, it’s so hot. “That was quick. Feeling needy for us?”
The plural lodges in my head as I start to come back to myself, triggering its own little somersault in my stomach.
My eyes flutter open to see his, the amber color bright as he folds me, my legs still shaking on his shoulders as his mouth claims mine.
It’s the taste of me all over his lips, his tongue.
“You want us, Angel?” he whispers into my mouth. I can only whimper my response, which sends a low laugh rumbling through his chest, and his smirk ghosts my jawline when I hesitate, then nod.
“That’s my girl,” he breathes against my ear as goosebumps break out across my skin, voice low before sitting back up. “Jesse, I think she wants a taste.”
The air leaves my lungs at his words, and how pleased he looks when his thumb traces my lower lip. He never did hide how much he loves to see me wrecked from his touch.
I hear the scrape of Jesse’s chair and turn my head, watching as he stands, his hand still gripping himself, stroking. He leans forward and kisses Bo’s mouth where he kneels. “You think you two can work together, Bo?"
Bo nods quickly and Noah grasps my side, rolling me from my back to my hands and knees. “Go to him. Just like this,” he says.
My thighs clench, his presence behind me somehow both comforting and anxiety-inducing.
Of the three of us, I’m the only one undressed, and my heart feels like it will hammer out of my chest as I crawl the few feet to where Bo and Jesse wait.
Jesse looms over us both as I reach Bo’s side and sit back on my heels, barely catching the heavy eyes he watches me with.
I can feel Noah as he stalks behind me, his presence always heavy with anticipation. My anticipation—because I never know what he’ll do, or what he has planned. I swallow, my body so overwhelmed that remembering to breathe falls to the wayside.
All I see is them. All I hear is these men. The sound of Noah crouching behind me, of Bo shifting on his knees, and Jesse’s hand rough on himself. My skin is alight with familiar need.
They’ll take care of it though, they always make sure I get what I need.
Bo’s hand creeps over the grass, covering mine and sliding his fingers into the grooves of my own, his reassuring squeeze making my heart flutter. I peek over at him and his eyes are hooded, probably getting swept up in the same current that I am. These cousins are devastating.
There’s something there, the brief memory of our shared kiss when we first got here.
How he’s shown up when I was barely able to keep my head above water.
Something in the moment moves me to tangle my hand lightly in his hair and pull him toward me.
His surprise fades quickly and he kisses me, though this time it’s safe and soft.
A reassurance. A reminder of who we are.
“Christ, you two always fucking making me hard,” Jesse grits through clenched teeth, and I can hear his pumping quicken.
Bo smiles into our kiss, tightening his grip on the back of my head and deepening it.
His tongue explores mine as Noah’s large hands grip my hips, tugging them up so that I’m back on my hands and knees.
Bo’s fingertips fall to my breast, gently circling my nipple with the pad of his thumb as his mouth leaves mine, trailing its way across my jaw and up to my temple.
The deep tenor of Jesse’s growl rumbles through us, his hand still tight in Bo’s hair.
“I know what you’re doing you fucking brat,” he says, and Bo smirks as he’s tugged away from me, his mouth instantly filled with Jesse’s cock.
He groans around the intrusion, eyes rolling up to Jesse’s face, who watches him with an intensity that makes my stomach flip.
Holding Bo in place with his hands gripping his hair, Jesse uses his mouth ruthlessly and Bo’s hands fly to Jesse’s thighs to brace himself.
“Good boy,” Jesse croons. “Show me how much you love it when my dick fills your throat, you little cock-tease.”
Noah’s chest lowers to my back, biting my shoulder and I whimper, rolling my hips against his jeans just to ease this need for friction. He unzips his pants, pulling his cock free, and drags it up and down my slick pussy. “Join him, baby,” he says. “I want to see you help Bo while I fuck you.”
I peek up at Jesse as Noah’s words skitter across my sensitive skin but his gaze is locked in on watching his cousin grip me by the shoulder and thrust fully inside me in one devastating stroke.
My breath is stolen, mouth falling open as Noah fucks me like he’s desperate, his hands tight around my neck.
Jesse leans forward, pushing again on the back of Bo’s head until he gags, and places his thumb in my open mouth.
“Oh, Emma, you look so pretty getting fucked like that,” he croons, eyes heavy on mine as I’m forced to take everything that Noah gives me.
Turning back to Bo, he pulls back, and Bo takes a shuddering breath, trying to fill his lungs.
“You both do,” Jesse says, before thrusting back into his mouth harshly.
From the outside, the way they’re taking us would probably look incredibly heartless, but I know better. I can feel the way they’re starving for this. For us. To the point that self-control sort of just slips to the wayside and nobody seems to miss it.
Jesse’s stolen away all of Bo’s breath, but his eyes are soft as he looks down at him.
“You’re such a perfect boy for me, Bo. Taking me like this.
Showing Emma how to put her mouth to good use…
” His hand trails down Bo’s throat, tracing the outline of his cock as he plunges into it.
“I want to see how well you work together.”
Jesse looks at me, his eyes assessing, waiting to see if I hesitate before he pushes. His concern is arousing all on its own and I’m beyond caring what anyone thinks of me at the moment. Noah growls in my ear, “Show him, baby. You can do it.”
A ridiculous burst of pride lights inside me at Noah’s praise, making me want to prove him right. I’m not just a goody two-shoes. A wallflower. Not just a pure little toy to be placed in a dollhouse, collected away.
I’m real, and I feel. I feel everything about this.
From my skin to my heart, and somewhere that’s lit up like a Christmas tree in my brain.
Noah in me. On me. Jesse’s thumb pressing down on my tongue like that’s where it’s always belonged.
Bo’s hand reaching to intertwine his fingers with mine as he moves to kiss me, groaning into my mouth and then pulling away, staring into my own heavy eyes with his.
I look up at Jesse and flick my tongue out, watching as he hisses when I experiment again, taking the head of him into my mouth.
Noah’s rolling into me with measured, staccato thrusts that have my navel clenching around him.
Bo drags his tongue up the side of my neck, sucking on my earlobe before turning back to Jesse and rolling his baby blue eyes up at him and stroking his balls with his tongue.
Jesse jolts, shaken at the feel of both of us with our mouths on him. “Fuck, fuck. God you two are gonna kill me.”
Bo laughs and smirks at me, pulling my face to his and kissing me again, his hand moving up to jerk Jesse who groans, rolling his hips into the grip. For a moment, the power shifts, and Bo seems to take the slightest control.
I throw my head back as Noah’s hands move to the base of my throat and pull until I’m lifted to my knees, my hands leaving the ground as he fucks me at the new angle. Bo’s mouth drops to my chest, taking my nipple between his lips as my body starts its ascension again.
“I’m going to—oh my god—” Noah’s fingers strum my clit and I cry out, body tightening to an almost painful degree as I come.
“Your body loves this, Angel. You perfect, sweet girl,” Noah praises, pulling me back completely so my back molds to his chest as I ride though my orgasm, the clenching of my walls pushing him into his own and he slams into me a final time.
I can feel the pulsing inside me as we’re locked together, his mouth on my ear, arm around my chest to hold me in place.
Bo’s mouth is a breath away from Jesse’s cock as he rolls his tongue out and Jesse coats it with his release. The sight of it is so intoxicating that my stomach clenches again. I’m grateful for Noah’s strong arms holding me together, because I could just splinter into a million, ecstatic pieces.
He places a kiss to my temple and I shiver, which makes him laugh low in my ear.
“There you are, baby. I missed this.” He nuzzles me and it makes my chest ache. “I missed you.”
The words aim straight for my heart, which feels larger, fuller than it has in weeks. Maybe I just needed my fill of them, of their unconditional affection and desire. The connection I share with them blocks out the uncertainty that’s been clouding my head.
Noah pulls out of me and stands, tucking himself back in his pants and lifting me into his arms to head back into the house. I peek over his shoulder as Jesse presses Bo into the grass, locked in a fervent kiss as he tugs on his jeans.
“Hey, look at me,” he says, and I peer up at his whiskey eyes. “Was that okay?”
Was that okay?
How to say it was everything? Exactly what I needed. Almost like a baptism to yank me to the surface after sinking slowly, slowly down.
How could I explain that their touch, and Noah’s acceptance, are the only things that make me feel good right now?
I roll my bottom lip under my teeth, biting down softly at the question. He’s checking on me, and another little piece of him lodges itself in my heart. I couldn’t dig him out of it if I tried.
Nodding, I let my head fall to his shoulder. His arms flex around me, and I decide to let myself fall for him again, erasing any hesitancy that might have still been there.
I press a kiss to his throat, and love the responding rumble in his chest.
He has me. They all do, and it's a warmth in my beating chest that I’d been searching for my entire life.