27. Cassie
CASSIE
I was in a state of delirium. Nothing existed outside the pleasure delivered by Jagger’s fingers and tongue, Vigo’s warm hand on my tits, Hawk’s cock in my mouth.
And now the promise of more.
Jagger moved up next to me on the bed. He reached for me, kissing me long and deep, his tongue sweeping through my mouth in hungry strokes as he rolled under me.
Now I was on top, Jagger’s shaft nestled between in the folds of my cunt, his thick head nudging my clit, sparking another fire at the center of my body. The anal beads were still inside me, but I didn’t care.
I was in sensation overload, every nerve in my body humming with pleasure so thick I was on the verge of coming again.
Jagger held my ass in his big hands, spreading me open while his tongue plundered my mouth, and I moved on his dick, sliding him through the petals of my sex to get the friction on my clit again and again.
I squealed in shock when Hawk’s hand came down on my ass.
“Tilt your hips, mouse.”
I’d been with the Hawks long enough to know what he — they — wanted: I was going to ride Jagger while Hawk fucked my ass, and Vigo was already kneeling on the bed, moving into position near my face.
I was all in, and I tilted my hips to give Hawk better access to my ass while Jagger cradled my head, determined not to break our kiss, his tongue sweeping through my mouth like a wildfire hellbent on burning everything in its wake.
Then Hawk pulled hard on the anal beads. The release that came when they spilled out of my ass was a blissful shock, and I was surprised to feel another orgasm sweep through my body.
I cried out in Jagger’s mouth, my body convulsing as Jagger held my head, his tongue consuming me.
“She’s fucking coming again,” Vigo said.
I pulled back from Jagger’s mouth with a gasp.
It was all too much.
Too much pleasure. Too much release.
Like letting go of everything I hadn’t realized I’d been carrying all at once.
When the orgasm was over I collapsed onto Jagger’s chest as I gasped for breath.
“What the fuck?”
Jagged wrapped his arms around me. “The fuck is exactly it, mouse. This is what it’s supposed to be like.”
“I’ve never come twice in a row so fast before. I don’t know if I can come again.”
Hawk grabbed my hips and lifted them up and off Jagger’s body. “You can and will come again. You’re going to take us all.”
The words lit a spark between my thighs and I gasped as Jagger positioned his cock at the entrance of my pussy at the same time as Hawk’s dick pressed against my asshole.
Hawk was right. I was going to come again.
Vigo touched his cock to my lips and I looked up at him, his blond hair wild, green eyes burning with hunger.
“I’ve been patient,” he said. “Now you’re going to suck my dick, mouse.”
The words sent a rush of hot need through my body and I opened for him, let him sink to the back of my throat at the same time Jagger drove up into me with a grunt of satisfaction.
“Fuck…” he said. “Fuck.”
“My thoughts exactly,” Vigo said, holding onto his shaft to stabilize his dick in my mouth. “I forgot how fucking hot your mouth is, mouse.”
I expected Hawk to ease inside my ass like he’d done in the past.
But there was no easing this time. He drove into my ass hard and fast, and I yelped around Vigo’s dick with both surprise and pleasure.
They were all buried in me now: Vigo in my mouth, Jagger in my cunt, Hawk in my ass.
I was full of them. Complete.
I almost didn’t want them to move. Didn’t want this moment to end, this moment when they were as much a part of me as they could ever be.
But then Hawk dragged himself out of my ass. Jagger started moving in my pussy, and I knew that even when I thought it was as good as it could get, it could always get better.
I let go of the headboard to wrap one hand around Vigo’s shaft while I sucked, using my other hand as leverage to push down on Jagger’s cock when he thrust up into me, to push back on Hawk when he drove into my ass.
Jagger’s stomach rubbed on my clit, creating the perfect friction, and my third orgasm of the night roared to life at my core.
“She’s close to coming again,” Jagger grunted, his face a mask of tortured pleasure. “So… fucking… wet.”
“Good,” Hawk grunted. “Because her ass is so fucking hot I’m ready to blow.”
“Count me in,” Vigo said, thrusting into my mouth. “I want to come in our mouse’s mouth.”
“You’re so fucking good taking everything we have to give,” Hawk said, slamming into my ass again and again. “There’s nothing you won’t take from us, isn’t that right?”
“Mmm-hmm,” I said around Vigo’s dick.
Because it was true. I’d take it all.
I was made to take it all.
“That’s our good girl,” Vigo said, holding my head, pushing himself to the very back of my throat. “That’s our good fucking girl.”
I moved with them, pushing onto Jagger’s and Hawk’s dicks, moving my mouth up and down on Vigo’s shaft, our movements growing faster and more frenzied as we got closer to coming.
I was lost to the world. Because this was my world now.
This pleasure. These men.
“Fuck yes,” Hawk said. “Do it. Let that hot little pussy come.”
I fell over the cliff, coming apart under and around them, my cries of pleasure muffled by Vigo’s dick in my mouth.
“Fuck yes,” Hawk said, pounding into me so hard my eyes watered. “Take it. Take it all.”
Jagger groaned, his face contorting as he came inside me, and I had the vaguest of thoughts: we hadn’t used a condom.
And I hadn’t used a condom with Hawk that morning either.
But I didn’t care. I didn’t care about anything but the pleasure rolling through my body. It made my nipples tingle, sent goose bumps down my spine, shivers through my entire body as white light exploded behind my eyes.
My mouth filled with the salty brine of Vigo’s semen and I swallowed it down hungrily while he held my head.
“You look so fucking pretty drinking me up, mouse. Swallow it all down.”
My pleasure was heightened by the fact that we were all coming at once, our bodies moving as one, and I didn’t know how long I flew through the blissful abyss of my release before I finally pulled my mouth off Vigo’s dick to collapse on Jagger’s chest.
He was breathing fast and heavy when he wrapped his arms tightly around me. “Damn, mouse. I thought I remembered how good you are but I was wrong. You’re even better than I remembered.”
He pulled me next to him and kissed my head.
Vigo lay on my other side, his dick pressed against my ass, while Hawk lay on his back at the foot of the bed, his arms over his eyes like he was going to need a week to recover.
Jagger had been right: I’d needed to step away from my phone. From Imperium Fratrum and my parents’ investigation and all the memories and regrets that had descended on me when I’d been in the storage unit with their things.
I’d needed a reminder of what I was doing, what I was fighting for.
Not just retribution for my parents’ deaths and what had happened to Bram. Not even just the lives of the girls around Blackwell Falls, the ones who’d already gone missing and the ones at risk in the future.
I was fighting for my life too. For the ability to live it free of fear from the men who’d been dogging my family since before I’d known it was happening.
Free of the past.
Free to live it with the men that surrounded me on the bed, the men that had taken up permanent residence in my heart.
Because as Jagger’s breath turned to a soothing rhythm, his heart beat a soft thump under my ear, I knew without them, freedom didn’t mean a thing.