Chapter 5
Chapter five
Raegan
I wake up to being pulled into a warm body, a breath hot on my neck. Soft, lazy circles tickle up my thigh, clueing me in to who’s behind me.
Jackson is the one obsessed with tracing his fingertips over my skin.
It takes another second for me to remember what happened last, and I grab his hand to stop him.
Aiden.
My heart convulses in my chest, a gaping hole widening to consume it. I snap my eyes open—a demand perched on my lips—when Aiden’s face fills my view. My breathing stalls. A well of emotions crashes and flails through me like a dam breaking, and my grip on Jack’s hand tightens and shakes.
“How?” I croak, fighting back tears.
Jack kisses my nape. “He’s a stubborn one,” he teases lightly, and I choke on the emotion clogging my throat.
“You got him back?”
He hums into my skin, and it reverberates from my neck down my spine. “He refused to give up.”
My eyes are glued to Aiden lying in bed beside me, still not quite believing it.
I watched him get shot—multiple times—then thrown from the headland to the ocean and left there for fuck knows how long.
I reach out to him, but hesitate right before I touch his sleeping face and accidentally wake him.
“He’s really okay?” I whisper, my voice coming out thin and raspy.
Jackson chuckles softly. “Do you think I’d put a corpse in bed with you?”
“Jack!” I gasp, smacking his hand at my thigh.
He moves said hand between my legs and slides it up. “Shh... he needs his rest.” His fingers graze over my pussy, the fabric there so thin it’s almost nonexistent, and my breath hitches. “And I need to feel you. Taste you. Fuck you,” he adds, his voice so low and dark that it makes me shiver.
“Don’t even think about it,” Aiden threatens in a deadly croon.
My heart squeezes at the sound of his voice.
“Mm. Were you waiting for something else, then?” Jackson taunts.
“Aiden!” I lunge, throwing my arm around him and burying my face against his chest. I sob with relief and clutch at his back.
He smells like saltwater rather than cinnamon, and the pain doubles as the full memory resurfaces.
Of his blood on my hands when I’d held him.
And how still he’d been. Even as much as I’d yelled and tried to get him to open his eyes, he hadn’t. And I’d thought... I really thought...
And then he was gone, ripped from my arms in an instant.
“You’re here. You’re really here.”
“Careful,” he warns, his knuckle angling my tear-streaked face to his. “It almost sounds as though you have feelings for me.”
I grab the back of his head and force his lips to mine before he says anything else stupid.
My kiss is hard and demanding, needing to feel him and have that physical connection to prove that this isn’t some dream.
He survived. He’s here. I push my tongue past his lips, taking him with unhinged desperation until the pain in my chest slowly ebbs.
More.
Molding myself to his body, I absorb his warmth and further proof of his life, stroking my hands over the hard muscles of his arms and back.
My nails break skin in my avarice, and the next second, his hand circles my throat, and he slams me to my back.
Before he can say anything about it, I yell at him, “How can you say that?! I fucking love you, Aiden! And seeing you like that... losing you...” The stupid tears are back, clogging my throat with a vulnerability that makes my chest burn for him and Jack to witness.
“Say it again,” he commands, his dark stare intense, pinning me in place just as much as his hand.
My lungs deflate, realizing the one time I’d ever admitted how I felt about him was after he’d thrown himself between me and half a dozen bullets and he’d been unconscious. I draw a steadying breath, then lock my gaze with his.
“I love you.”
His eyes shutter closed, some emotion crossing his features too quickly for me to identify before his forehead touches mine.
“Aiden?”
“You never cease to amaze me.” He withdraws, pulling me upright by one arm while Jack helps with the other.
“She doesn’t realize how special she is,” Jack adds as they adjust me between them on our knees.
“We’ll have to show her then, won’t we?”
My heart hammers in my chest, the air in the room suddenly feeling charged with an energy that buzzes through my veins. That heats my blood and makes my pulse race.
I press my hand to Aiden’s chest. “Wait. You’re still healing—”
“It’s been days since the cliff,” Jackson informs me as he draws me back against him.
“You were too out of it to remember being up before,” Aiden adds, pinching my chin and angling my face to his. “And I’m not so tired that I can’t pleasure the woman I love.” He slips his hand into my hair and pulls me into a kiss.
I’m still reeling from their words. The immediate counter I want to say is trapped in my throat, forced back as Aiden deepens the kiss.
As Jack sucks on my neck from behind. My core pulses with every swipe of tongue.
Every suck, every nibble that sets my blood on fire.
I run my hands over Aiden’s smooth and bullet-free chest, rub the stubble along his jaw and then grip his hair in one hand and reach for Jack’s with the other.
The words I want to say melt away beneath their touch.
Aiden’s alive.
Jackson saved him. Saved me. I owe them everything.
“What about Dane? And Kellan?”
Jack trails his hands up my thighs, catching the hem of my shirt and lifting it upward. I oblige, knowing he wouldn’t be continuing this if something was wrong. “Both safe. Here.”
I cup his face, turning my head to see him over my shoulder.
“Thank you, Jack. Thank you,” I breathe, pulling him until our lips meet.
My hand slides to his nape, tugging him closer as I willingly drown in him.
None of us would be here now if not for him.
He’s keeping his promise to me, protecting my wishes.
Aiden descends on my breast, swirling his tongue around my nipple. I moan into Jackson as an electric current of pleasure shoots through my body. My aching cunt pulses with the need to be touched. I reach between my legs on autopilot to ease that desire when Aiden snatches my wrist.
He tsks, his breath chilling the slickness covering my nipple and inducing a full-blown shudder. “That’s mine.”
“Ours,” Jackson corrects, then dips a finger into my wet and needy cunt. I gasp at the brief contact before he’s spreading my arousal to my clit in slow circles.
Aiden captures my other wrist and guides them over my head, forcing my back to arch. “Do I need to restrain these, or can you hold them here?”
“Yes,” I pant in desperate agreement, my hips twitching and rocking into Jackson’s touch when he sinks two fingers inside and grinds his palm against my clit.
“Yes, what?” he prompts.
“I’ll hold them.”
“Good girl.” He brushes his knuckles down my sternum, his gaze tracking the movement as if he’s devouring me by sight alone.
It feels like I’m burning up inside. Like Jackson’s stoking a fire within me that Aiden’s drawing to the surface with his reverent touch.
“Beautiful,” Aiden remarks under his breath.
I don’t know if it was meant for me to hear, but he levels his heated stare on me and says it again.
“You’re stunning like this, Raegan. Skin flushed, nipples erect, and that look on your face as you ride Jack’s fingers to chase your pleasure. ”
He tweaks one nipple, and a bolt of ecstasy echoes in my pussy.
“Mm.” Jackson sucks and nibbles on my earlobe. “She liked that.”
Aiden does it again, and I writhe between them.
“Please...”
“Do you want more?” Aiden purrs.
“Yes.”
The fingers disappear without warning, and a small whine releases from my throat.
They aren't gone long before another pair joins the first. All four push in at once, slow and together as I’m stretched open more. I groan long and low as Jack and Aiden fill me, then move as one, thrusting into my cunt until my orgasm rips through me.
“Lay her down,” Jackson commands. I’m shuffled to my back with my head on the pillows before he crawls between my thighs. He parts my soaked pussy and licks his lips. “So pretty,” he murmurs, then lowers his mouth to lick me clean.
“Ah! Jack!” My back bows, hips twisting when his tongue finds my clit.
Jackson wraps his arms around each of my thighs and forces them open, then tugs me back down to his mouth where I’m fed unrelenting pleasure that coils and builds too fast for me to stop.
I’m too sensitive still from the last orgasm that I feel the next one creeping up in no time at all.
It twists tighter and tighter. Then, it snaps.
My climax pulses through me again, and I collapse into the bed, gasping for air.
His dark blue eyes flick up at me, and a wicked smile curls his lips. He dives back in, but this time it’s much slower. This time, he drags his tongue over all my sensitive areas until I’m a twitching, boneless mess.
Aiden comes back from wherever he’d been, his briefs gone, revealing his long, hard dick. He strokes it while standing at the side of the bed, and I notice there’s some sort of ring at the base of it. “Jack.” He tosses something to him.
Jackson catches it, then sits up and removes his briefs as well.
The bed dips beside me as Aiden lies down and pulls me to my side to face him. His fingers test my swollen cunt, and he hums his approval at what he finds. “Such a good girl.”
I hike my leg over his, angling my hips toward his cock. “Yes,” I pant, desperate to have him inside me. I reach for his cock between us.
“So greedy, too.” Aiden grabs my hand, stopping me. “And impatient.”
I need him inside of me like I need to breathe right now. I feel incomplete; empty. My throbbing pussy is desperate to have more than what they’ve been teasing me with. I’m done with foreplay. I squeeze his hard length in return. “I need you to hurry up and fuck me. Now.”
Aiden inhales sharply, his jaw locking. His long fingers wrap my throat and squeeze. “Be careful what you ask for,” he croons, his tone threatening.
But I’ve lost all sense to care as the head of his cock notches at my entrance. He drives into me, knocking the breath from my lungs. My cunt pulses, but he’s gone before it can grab hold, and then he’s slamming into me again.
Aiden groans, his hand tightening on my throat.
“How can you act so bad but feel so fucking good? You’re.
Such. A. Brat,” he adds, thrusting with every word and leaving me breathless.
“Is this what you wanted? Hurry up and fuck you...Was that it?” My eyes roll to the back of my head.
“How do you like it now? Speak up. I can’t hear you. ”
His grip on my neck loosens, and I scream as I’m rocked by another orgasm. But he doesn’t stop. He keeps fucking me through it, pushing through the rhythmic clenching that has me seeing stars, and throws me right into another one.
My body goes limp, and Aiden slows. His lips brush against mine.
“Any other demands?” he purrs, and I whimper.
He smiles, then presses a kiss to my lips.
“Good. Next time, I’m going to tie you up and let all of us take turns fucking you until you’ve had so many orgasms you won’t be able to run that mouth of yours.
Or should we all fuck your mouth instead and leave your pussy empty so you learn your manners next time? ”
Oh, fuck.
“Let’s try this again.”
Something cold tickles my backside, and I jump. Jackson releases a dark chuckle behind me as he slips a finger into my ass.
I shudder with a heady mixture of anticipation and nerves.
Aiden sinks in until he’s fully seated, then stops moving. There’s a short click and then a buzzing noise before I feel it. His cock vibrates against my inner walls, and I gasp from the sensation. Then something hits my clit, and it vibrates stronger.
“Oh, fuck!” I moan when he lets it linger there for a few seconds before pulling back.
Jackson glides another finger into me, stretching his fingers wide as he moves them in and out. Pleasure burns at my entrance, but the vibrations and Aiden moving in my cunt overwhelm everything else, and I rock into it.
“Ungh! Yes! Fuckkk, yes!”
“That’s it. You’re doing so well,” Aiden praises. He switches to grinding his hips, holding the vibrating silicone to my clit.
“Oh, god!” I moan, my hips bucking even though my muscles are tight and tired.
Jackson’s dick gradually breaches my entrance. He sinks a little deeper, his lubed length coaxing my body to open for him.
Aiden’s encouragement continues, “That’s my good girl. You look so good taking us both.”
Jack steadily rocks in more, stretching me as I cry out from the feeling of them both at once. He reaches around to my front, his fingertips cool and wet as they pinch and tease my nipple.
Aiden swallows my gasp when Jackson’s finally in, kissing me softly.
I couldn’t fight his control even if I wanted to at this point.
I’m so lost to the overwhelming sensations that I’m just holding on for dear life when they both begin moving in sync.
Now, Aiden fucks me with a slow, sensual drag and thrust as they move in tandem.
I surrender completely to them.
Jackson tugs on my nipple, triggering me to come once more, and I fall apart. They both follow, my body squeezing them in a punishing grip until they’re unable to resist joining me.
None of us say a word as we catch our breaths, holding on to each other in this quiet after a storm. In this peaceful moment after we’d almost lost one another. Aiden risked his life for me. Jackson saved us both.
We almost lost.
That realization sinks like a boulder in my gut.
I can’t lose them. Any one of them.
I’ll do whatever it takes to keep them safe.