Chapter 57
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“ I think you can take two of us, and let us show you what it means to be ours.” Hawke’s voice is danger and velvet, churning the tension in this room even higher.
Holy fuck.
“Yes, Sir.” Poe is a shuddering mess as Hawke plunges a finger in and out, purposefully making sure we can all hear just how much of a state our girl is in.
“This greedy pussy isn’t satisfied having only one dick at a time. No, you’re the kind of filthy girl who wants all her holes stretched out. I think you would try to fit all three of us in this cunt if you could.” He’s going in for the kill, adding a second finger and knuckle, driving her to a place where her body can’t hold out much longer.
Judging by how turned on and filled with need I am, this room is surely about to ignite at any moment.
“We’re going to use your body, princess, and you’re going to keep your eyes on us the entire time. Those are the rules. Afterward, you’re going to say thank you for every single drop of cum we give you. ”
Poe lets out a sobbing noise of pleasure, and I feel my blood racing around my body with a high-pitched whirring sound. I’ve never felt like this before, and I hate just how much hearing Hawke like this is doing things to my insides.
Shit, I don’t hate it; it’s more like having his voice mess with my head while I was blowing Angel… well, I liked it too much for my own good.
“Don’t make me repeat myself.” He chides Poe when she forgets herself and fails to acknowledge his instruction. “Or I will tie you down and mercilessly edge you for hours without relief. I have no problem denying you what you want until you’re a dripping, whimpering, pathetic thing.”
“ Oh fuck .” She gasps. “Y—Yes. Sorry, Sir.” Poe’s eyes struggle to focus as Hawke adds a third finger and wedges those thick digits inside her. “Thank you.” She stammers with halting, quick-fire breaths.
His lips tilt with a wicked expression, one that is fitting for the man who runs damn near everything in this world we inhabit. “That’s my good fucking girl. Now you’re going to go wait for us in Grey’s room, and when Angel gets in there, you’d better be on your knees, fucking your fingers, getting yourself ready for him to fill you up.”
“I… I will.” Biting down on her lip, our girl nods.
Hawke makes a noise of approval, then removes his hand and strips her panties off as he does so, guiding them down her legs. “Off you go. Don’t even think about making yourself come.”
Poe swallows hard, and gives both Angel and me a look that is pure bliss and flushed cheeks. She’s a goddamn gorgeous sight.
As her bared curves and incredible ass disappear, with one final bashful and insanely sexy glance over her shoulder, I’m already stripping out of my shirt. Angel’s already most of the way undressed, not waiting for an invitation.
Hawke stays seated in his chair, with his thick cock fully on display. He tosses her panties at me and gives an arch of his eyebrow. Like he’s giving me permission to be even more feral for this girl, and has just granted me a golden ticket to using her body in the most carnal of ways.
“You good?” he asks Angel.
Yes. A nod of his chin is followed by working at his waistband.
“You?” He looks at me with piercing blue sets of irises.
“About this? Or about the monster fucking shitstorm that just hit our lives?” I grunt.
“Right now, our girl needs this, and she needs us.” Hawke starts unbuttoning his shirt. “So either you get on board with being here and now and leaving all of that at the door until we deal with it afterward, or I’ll happily give you a way to get out of your own head, too.”
“I’m fine.” My grip tightens on the lace and sinfully fragile fabric. “How’s this going to work?” I can feel just how drenched the material I’m holding is, clenched in my fist, and Christ, my dick starts leaking harder.
“Those piercings of yours will be too much, Angel. I don’t want to risk hurting her, and I know you don’t want that either.” Hawke sheds his shirt. “Fuck her properly first, and we’ll make sure she comes. Make sure to fill her up and get our girl nice and slick… if you think you can handle going a couple of rounds that is.” His eyes flash with a challenge, and Angel returns that look with one of his own that needs absolutely no translation.
Fuck you, I could go all night long, Calliano.
He doesn’t waste another second and disappears after our girl, while we follow suit and do the same. I’m taking in every muscled indent on Hawke’s back beneath that giant tattooed skull. The man is more like a predator prowling along this corridor than I think I’ve ever seen.
Walking into my room, I’m instantly at ease that we’re in here. My space is more like a sanctuary merging with the forest than anything, a nest of rumpled charcoal sheets, a mattress, and a wooden platform just above floor level. My favorite feature is the giant window overlooking the trees. There’s something about sleeping almost on the ground that always makes me feel safe, and it’s as if Hawke knows—of course he does, because it’s him—that I need to cut off the engine running in overdrive inside my mind for a while.
“Look at that pussy. Weeping and begging for even more attention.” Hawke watches on as Angel damn near tackles our girl onto the bed. Good girl that she is; her fingers are slick from having them inside herself, and he immediately takes them into his mouth.
“Get on his cock, princess. Facing us.”
A shiver coats her smooth skin as Poe does exactly what he says. Angel positions his back against the headboard, and those big paws are hungry, seeking, gripping her soft curves while guiding her to sink down over his length with her spine resting against his chest.
“Would you look at that perfect, swollen clit, butcher.” The man beside me stands at the edge of the mattress, shedding the last remnants of clothing, and I do the same. “How loud do you think we can make our slut scream with us both eating her? Since she does love having a tongue in her pussy so very much, do you think she’ll drip everywhere if we give her two mouths?”
“ Please… ” Poe’s whine turns into a downright sinful noise when Angel fucks up into her. He’s not going to sit back and let her simply warm his cock this time. His hips shunt upward, making her heavy breasts bounce with each movement .
We both fall on her exposed center at the same time, without any need to give orders or commands for this part. It’s simply an all-consuming need to taste her, run my tongue all over her, and enjoy every increasingly desperate moan coming from our girl.
As our heads bow in almost reverent worship of her pussy, I feel it all. The heat and scent and proximity of Hawke. Our hands and shoulders brush repeatedly in the act of angling our heads, and both taking our time to lick and suck. It’s a feast of sensation for the both of us as much as it must be for Poe, who is struggling to hold together while being stuffed full and having the two of us feasting on her.
The more slick and wet her pussy gets, the more our tongues end up gliding together, and it’s impossible not to grind against the sheets because this is fucking everything.
It’s like having all of them at the same time, with Angel’s muskiness and cock right there stretching her cunt, while Hawke’s masculinity rubs up against me with every brush of his dark hair, every wash of the scent of him, and then there’s Poe. She’s so goddamn beautiful like this. Drowning us in those whining, gasping noises as her climax teeters on the edge of claiming her.
Hawke grunts against her clit and allows his lips to wrap around the swollen bud, drawing it into his mouth, and Poe starts shaking. Her hands fly to both of our heads, gripping my short hair and threading into Hawke’s longer strands.
“Give her your fingers.” His mouth is so close to mine as he speaks against her flesh. I feel the gust of his raspy breath, and that’s when he grabs my hand, guiding my fingers to the spot where her channel wraps around Angel.
“ Fffuuuck .” I can’t help the groan that comes out of me because our girl is dripping. Pushing my fingers gently around the spot where Angel enters her, I feel the rippling and clamping down at the first hint of added pressure. It’s only when Hawke renews his attention on her clit with ruthless intent that our girl combusts.
With each wave of her orgasm, her body welcomes my fingers deeper and deeper. Poe sobs for more, for relief, for us to fuck her harder.
All while her dark lust-drenched eyes remain on the two of us hovering over her pussy.
“Good girl. See how much of Grey’s hand you can take while you milk Angel’s cock.” Hawke growls and sucks on the tender flesh around her pussy lips and upper thighs, easing up on her clit for the moment. Then he moves his weight to kneel and starts palming and squeezing her tits, taking those hardened nipples into his mouth. My fingers are being squeezed to death as they rub alongside Angel’s length.
“Are you going to let Angel own your pussy? Let him mark you first, princess?” Hawke takes one of her breasts between his teeth and nips at the sensitive points.
“Yes. Oh fuck. Yes, please.” Poe gasps as we all keep working her intently.
Beneath my fingers, I feel Angel’s length throb, and he’s gotta be close with how tightly she’s wrapping us both, her walls continue to flutter with pleasure.
“Then your butcher had better do his job. Make you both come at the same time. Since you’re such a perfect little whore for them, aren’t you?”
“I am,” our girl whimpers.
“How perfectly can you shatter when you’re being a pretty little slut for all three of us?”
As Hawke keeps talking her into another orgasm, I dive my face between her thighs and start sucking and roaming my tongue around the place where they’re joined. Teasing Angel’s balls, sucking down on one, swirling my tongue, then repeating the motion on the other. When I roam to lick at the base of him, I feel the moment he tenses up, and I know he’s gone .
“ Ohfuckohmygod .” Our girl dissolves into soft whines as she feels him unload deep inside with a series of jerks of his hips beneath her. My fingers rub alongside the flood of cum as it starts to slicken everything. Her silken channel grows so slippery my own balls are drawn up tight in anticipation of getting to feel her for myself. Of getting to share her. Jesus. Fuck.
The man commanding all of us in this moment grabs her face and demands every ounce of her unraveling while staring straight into his fierce eyes. It’s fucking hot, and as I draw back, slowly easing my fingers out of her cunt, I see his dick jutting out thick and veined, and Christ, this is every fantasy coming to life.
I don’t even care if I never get to taste him. I’ve got the sweetness of my girl and Angel on my tongue, and a full goddamn frontal of Hawke Calliano. I’ve got his clenched ab muscles and a defined V pointing straight to that impressive cock to appreciate the sight of.
“What do you say if you want something?” He pinches her chin, and Poe melts under those dangerously smooth words.
“Please, Sir.”
“Not good enough, princess.”
“Please, can I have a taste?”
“Do you want your good boy Grey to lick your pussy clean and feed you Angel’s cum?”
The shudder that runs through my body leaves me light-headed. As I swallow heavily, I see the same shiver reflected in Poe’s limp figure as she nods. “Yes. If I’ve been good enough.”
Fucking hell. I don’t even wait for Hawke’s answer. My mouth covers the spot where the evidence of both of them has gathered at her entrance, swirling to gather up as much as possible, and then I crash against her lips with a deep groan.
“You’re fucking perfect, love.” It’s sloppy and desperate as I let her taste everything as I drink down the purring noises and gentle whines of need she delivers me .
Drawing back a moment, I let my gaze bounce between her and Angel, who is watching the two of us, looking like a man who just had his dick squeezed so hard he’s vacated his body. “You taste fucking good together, big guy.” I lean forward and do the same for him because right here, in this, I don’t know if I’ve ever felt so calm or grounded or whatever the hell this is.
Is it possible to feel those settled sort of moments, while also feeling like you’re about to climb the walls if you don’t get to fuck all that pent-up emotion away?
We’re moving more or less as one, with Hawke helping our girl to ease off Angel and giving her quiet little hits of praise that she absorbs while practically beaming at him with bleary eyes.
He swaps places with Angel and allows our girl to slide down over his cock with a stifled groan. “Jesus. Feel how eager you are.” Guiding her legs to the position she needs to be in, Hawke maneuvers her easily, Poe is in such a loopy state with all that intense post-climax glow drenching her muscles. “Lean against me, and Grey’s gonna take it nice and slow.”
As I climb between Hawke’s legs, my girl is spread out, with her nipples perfectly flushed peaks, her clit swollen and glistening, and the residue of cum on her mouth. What a fucking memory to take from tonight. Knowing that my girl loves me, loves us, even if I’m too broken to know how to do anything but show her how much she means to me.
Angel tosses me the lube, dragging my attention to him for a moment. He nods toward where the other two are positioned, where Hawke is slowly working circles over her clit and sucking down on the arch of her neck.
“Let me get inside her first.” I slick my cock with a generous amount of gel, then watch as he starts to do the same. My lips quirk as I see he’s having absolutely no issue starting to get hard again with the filthy sight on display.
Hurry the fuck up. It’s written all over his face as his gaze drifts between my dick and the place where our girl is now impaled on Hawke’s length.
“That pussy looks like it belongs to us, doesn’t it?” Leaning forward, I give Angel one last glance, and the way his hungry eyes follow the movement of my hand is enough to have my balls throbbing with need. “Such a slutty little flower.”
Poe’s dark, hooded eyes seek out mine as I line up in front of her, with the slick sound of my flesh beneath my fist stroking up and down my length mingling with our panting breaths.
“ Mmmfuck . We’re going to ruin you, love. Ruin you for anyone who dares think they might get to touch you, because you’re ours, aren’t you?”
“Please.” It’s a barely-there whisper.
Keeping Poe locked in my gaze, I let a long trail of spit fall from my mouth directly onto her clit where Hawke is massaging her. My girl lets out the kind of moan I’m damn well gonna be hearing in my dreams.
“Eyes on your men, princess.” Hawke’s mouth works up the side of her throat, sucking her earlobe without breaking rhythm. Simply continuing to watch me while rubbing my spit over her swollen, pouting little bud. “Looks like you’re getting exactly what you like the most. To watch them together, while being stuffed full of cock.”
“Christ.” I gasp as my tip fits against the base of Hawke’s length, and his filthy words undo both Poe and me as I carefully work my way forward. “Breathe for us. Let us own you exactly the way this greedy little pussy needs.”
It’s exquisite torture easing forward, fighting my way inside. She’s so soft, so slippery, with Hawke feeling incredibly hot and smooth as my length starts pressing to fit alongside him.
“Goddam, little flower, you’re gonna be on your knees begging for this all the time, aren’t you? Just listen to all the slutty noises you’re making. ”
Of course, there’s every chance my own curses and desperate sounds start joining Poe’s as I feel Angel start toying with my ass. Adding lube and prepping me to take him while I keep slowly inching my way deeper and deeper.
“Such a good girl for us. This pussy loves to be full, doesn’t it? Loves swallowing cock and being owned,” Hawke murmurs in her ear, but I see the way his pupils dilate. I hear the way his voice changes. It’s incredible. Mind-numbing. I’m somehow out of my head right now while also feeling every damn drop of pleasure coursing through my dick to make my balls draw up.
I’m not going to last long once Angel gets inside me. There’s already a damp sheen on my forehead as I’m fighting to keep it together with just the feeling of his fingers moving in and out and scissoring with a rhythm that leaves me panting as if I’ve just sprinted laps around this entire estate.
“Fuck. Angel. Get that big dick inside him.” Hawke bares his teeth with a grimace of unrestrained pleasure on his face as I sink forward.
We’re both fully sheathed, and our good girl takes both of us to absolute perfection. Her walls flutter around us, and she’s a mess of tiny whimpers and pleas, all while Hawke keeps teasing her breasts and her pussy, making sure she’s lost, floating around on a cloud of the wicked pixie dust he’s showered us all with.
“Oh fuck. Fuuuuck .” My body lights up as Angel works his way in, and every movement, every press forward, rubs Hawke and me against one another inside our girl’s pussy. It’s so unbelievably tight, we’re gripped together and squeezed, and the friction between our lengths while Angel fills my ass leaves me right at the precipice, ready to combust.
“Jesus. You need to fucking come, right the fuck now.” Hawke sounds like he’s already there, too. “Come all over my cock like the good little slut you are for me.” How he says those words unlocks something inside my brain. He’s not just saying it to Poe, he’s also saying it to me. His eyes lock on mine, and I’m fucking done. Angel’s length grazes that magic spot, my balls tingle, and the tension in the base of my spine explodes in a pulsing rush through my groin.
“ Unghhhhh . Fuck.” The guttural burst of sound is drowned out by my heart thundering in my ears. I’m coming and coming and can’t seem to stop. My length throbs as Poe’s cunt clamps down repeatedly, her orgasm grips us so hard I forget how to breathe.
Hawke is cursing, grunting, his release hot and slick, adding to my own as we fill our girl, and the movement of Angel behind me, as he takes his own pleasure, shifts us more, rubs us repeatedly against one another, and fuck my life, I’ve never experienced anything like this.
Angel drags my hips back, reminding me to move, to ease myself out as gently as possible. The feeling of cum dripping out freely as my cock slips out is so filthy and perfect.
“You did so well, love,” I mumble, my head spinning, dropping down to suck and kiss her inner thigh. Angel picks up the pace behind me, thrusting harder, and oh my fucking god, if I expired right here and now, I would be a contented man.
I love all of them… so much… it’s an excruciating, terrible thing to admit. It’s the worst kind of pain for a man like me, who doesn’t know how to be in love, and yet somehow, I’ve wound up with three other hearts paired with my own cracked and shattered muscle inside my chest.
Angel’s fingers sink deeper, gripping me harder, and I reach down between my legs, feeling for him, and cup the hot, tight skin of his balls. Squeezing, I give him the added tug and pressure I know will push him over the edge, and he makes a thunderous noise from somewhere deep in his abdomen.
His cock swells and pumps into me with so much heat I feel every searing moment he marks me, just as we’ ve marked our girl. I can’t even begin to explain to them what they all actually mean to me.
It’s more than sex, lust, and a physical release. It’s knowing their hearts and waking up together tangled in these very sheets. That’s what I want, and need.
I need them all, and I’m not sure I deserve any of them.