Chapter 7
CHAPTER 7
TIM
I was the one that felt her essence as we made our way through the galaxy, searching for someone we didn’t know existed. Since we landed here and started watching Josie, we haven’t even been tempting each other with sex. As a hammer that needs to nail something—or be nailed—as much as possible, it’s been hard.
I jump toward Josie, whose eyes widen, but I stop short and nudge her hand. She looks at me, then her hand, and runs a finger down my shaft. I shiver, and her eyes widen.
“Bet you haven’t seen a hammer shiver before.”
She can’t talk with her mouth full of Jake’s handle, and Cole is rutting into her ass. She’s got so much going on that she probably forgot all about the last two hammers that need help—Adrian, who finally found the pussy he’s been aching for, for years, and me, desperate for the touch that will bring my body to life.
She takes her hand and grabs hold of my shaft, and I know that I did the right thing. Taking her ass, her pussy, or her mouth would have ended it all at once. Being gripped by this hand is everything.
JOSIE
Tim’s handle is soft and smooth like it’s wood that’s been smoothly sanded down. I want to rub my hand over it. There are grooves in it, too, that make my pussy and ass clench. Cole mutters a curse and moves faster inside me while I use my free hand to rub up and down Tim’s shaft—first slowly, making him grunt, before rubbing the top of his hammer head. I even go and tease his claws, which he groans for.
I move my hand up and down his shaft as I try to stay tuned in to every sensation I’m feeling. My pussy is aching for more, for something to thrust deep inside it. My hand feels like it’s going to go raw from dragging it up and down Tim so fast while gripping him hard. And I’m drooling as I run my tongue over Jake’s mallet.
But I can’t take this much longer. They’re edging me, making it hard for me to function, to breathe. They’re getting it all, and though I’m feeling pleasure, the need to come is making me impatient.
“She needs you, Adrian.”
“Not yet,” Adrian snaps.
Cole grunts as he continues to pound into me, his hammer head pushing into the skin between my pussy and ass and making me almost pass out with the intensity of my need.
“You’re a villain if you don’t fuck that pussy, Adrian. You’ve been waiting for her for so long. What’s the deal?” Tim grunts as I yank on his handle faster.
Adrian doesn’t say anything, and I think I’ve had enough. “Goddamn it, Hammer Boy, fuck my pussy or I’m going to kick all of you out of my bed and out of my pool house. Nail me, damn it!”
“Fine, you want five hammers, we’ll give you five hammers,” Adrian snaps, and then he comes toward me.