35. Violet
35
Violet
M y jaw ached. My scalp burned. My knees hurt from the pressure of kneeling for so long.
Yet…I’d never been more turned on.
My thighs were sticky from the arousal dripping down. The pent up tension hummed in my veins; made my blood pump faster. My heart beat harder.
It seemed as if I couldn’t breathe, not until they touched me. Used me. As if I only lived for them.
In all my life, I hadn’t felt anything like it. I was a live wire ready to explode. Craving it even if it ultimately destroyed me.
I looked up through my lashes, and I was greeted with Reid’s satisfied expression. I’d done that. There was something addicting about knowing it was me. That I could make him feel this way. Make them want me.
A warmth bloomed in my chest. His piercing blue gaze held me in place. I couldn’t look away. I wasn’t sure I wanted to. Then the decision was taken from me.
“Fuck yes.” Mav wrapped a thick arm around my waist, yanking me up. A second later, I was over his shoulder as he stalked towards the bed. I squealed in delight. “You’re going to be making a lot more noise than that.”
A loud crack filled the room as his palm came down on my ass. My muscles seized. My lungs constricted. Fear tried to slither through my happiness.
But then his hand was smoothing over the skin, soothing the ache and my worries. A moan tumbled from my lips as my flesh burned. It sent heat straight through me. My core clenched, begging for more.
His rough touch only seemed to make me desperate. It shouldn’t, but I couldn’t deny my body’s reaction.
It should scare me. But when Reid had grabbed me, jerked me around until I felt pain, I’d only wanted him more. Wanted to please him. Be good for him.
It was sick. Or maybe it wasn’t.
I didn’t know anymore. All I knew was I trusted them completely. I trusted them to take care of me. To make me feel good.
My thoughts scattered as Maverick dropped me on the bed. I bounced once before his hands were on my hips, holding me in place. My head dangled over the edge. My hair swung in my face.
I glanced at Reid upside down. His blue gaze had turned molten like the hottest part of a flame. It burned me alive. Lit my body on fire everywhere he looked.
Until Connor stepped into my line of sight, breaking the connection. His muscles flexed as he knelt beside me. His warm hands brushed my shoulders, sending a tingle down my arms as he propped me up. I could feel his strength as I leaned back against him.
I couldn’t help but stare at the sharp lines of his face. He was handsome in a boy-next-door kind of way. My gaze flicked across his features until I landed on his mouth. His full, tempting mouth.
I remembered how it felt when I’d kissed him. How wonderful it had been. My heart raced as I looked back at his eyes. They were focused on my lips.
I ran my tongue along them, tasting more tingles of anticipation. My breath turned ragged as he closed the distance between us. His mouth pressed against mine, softly. His scent; something clean and refreshing flooded my nose. A rumble of approval vibrated through him and into me.
My lips parted eagerly, inviting him inside. His tongue swept over mine. A rush of goosebumps covered my chest. My nipples hardened in an instant.
The kiss was languid, as if we had all the time in the world to explore each other. My hand moved up, my fingers twisting in the hairs at the nape of his neck, forcing him to stay with me. To keep the kiss going.
I wanted it to go on forever. I wanted this to last because I was afraid of what came after. Would they end this again?
The thought threatened to consume me until I felt another set of hands on my body. They were always pulling me back from the edge as if they could sense I was going to spiral.
Connor kept kissing me as Maverick’s palms roamed. He swallowed my moans as Mav outlined my breasts, testing their weight. His thumbs stroked over my beaded nipples, making them ache. My pussy fluttered in response, like there was a direct line between them.
My back arched, seeking more. My tongue clashed with Connor’s as Mav’s hands moved down, shaping over my waist; grasping my hips. My whimper was lost to Connor’s mouth as Mav gripped my thighs and spread them.
“Look at this needy pussy.” My hips rolled, waiting for more. But he kept his hands right there, holding me open. Admiring.
I could feel how ready I was, and his gaze made it worse. I was panting when Connor broke our kiss. His hand trailed down my shoulder, across my sternum. I watched with rapt attention as it skimmed over my stomach and hip bones.
My gaze collided with Maverick’s. He smirked. The dimple on his cheek poked out as Connor cupped my pussy. I jerked in their hold. An uncontrollable, desperate sound escaped me as he slipped one finger inside.
My body clenched, begging him to stay there. To get what I’d been ready for practically since I’d met them.
“You’re so fucking wet for us,” Connor groaned. Heat rushed to my cheeks.
I turned my head into his arm, trying to hide my embarrassment. My worries whispered through my thoughts. Told me I was wrong for wanting all of them. For taking all their cocks in my mouth and still craving more.
Harsh words tried to creep into my memories. The things I’d been called when I was locked in that closet.
Slut.
Whore.
Disgusting.
Nothing.
A loud scraping noise cut into my despair. My head shot up, and I watched as Reid dragged his chair closer. He positioned it at the end of the bed so he had the perfect full view of my body laid horizontally across it; Connor and Maverick at my head and feet.
He sat casually back in his seat. Suit jacket open, one leg crossed over the other, hands lazily on the armrests. He could have been in a business meeting, not watching as his brothers touched me.
“Did you like sucking our cocks?” My chest heaved at the rich tones of his voice. Lust and depravity dripped from every word. “Did it turn you on to take all three of us? Did you enjoy swallowing our cum? Letting us fuck that pretty face?”
I buried my head in Connor’s arm again, so I wasn’t sure they heard my whisper. “Yes.”
“That’s our good little slut.”
“You’re perfect.” Connor gripped my chin, bringing my mouth back to his. He kissed me like he meant it. As if what I allowed his brothers to do turned him on as much as it did me.
As I was kissing him, I heard Reid. “Get to her reward, Maverick.”
There was a growl of approval. Then I felt his warm mouth. On my pussy. Oh, my god. He was eating me out while Connor kissed me and Reid watched.
His fingers gripped my thighs tighter as I jerked in surprise. He didn’t start slow. He devoured me. His tongue speared inside a few times before he moved up to suck my clit.
Pleasure burst in my veins. Hitting me like a wave. It knocked me down. Overtook my senses.
Blood roared in my ears. My heart smacked my ribs. My limbs tightened. All I felt was Maverick’s mouth destroying me. His rough grip.
Slowly, I started to notice Connor’s tender kiss. His gentle touch as he cupped my breasts. He rolled my nipples, adding to the overwhelming sensations.
I broke our kiss, gasping for air at the same time Maverick popped up. His tongue ran along his lips, but he addressed Connor not me. “Wait until you take a turn. She’s fucking addicting.”
My stomach tumbled. It should’ve felt insulting having them talk to each other about me. But I couldn’t hate it when there was such appreciation in their voices.
I didn’t have time to respond before they were on me again. Mav circled my clit with his tongue as Connor kissed across my cheeks. His lips landed on my neck and he sucked. I felt the pull between my legs, too.
My eyes fell closed as I gave myself over to it. To them.
I was primed. Already on the edge from being used. It didn’t take long. Soon I felt myself tumbling away. Felt the tightening before an explosion.
It hit me like a truck. Ecstasy slammed into my body, forcing my eyes shut. Colors danced behind them as I fought for oxygen. My pussy clenched and released around Maverick’s tongue. My pulse fluttered under Connor’s lips. My eyes flew open and focused on Reid. It was as if I sensed his gaze and needed to see his reaction. See what I did to him.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful.”
My chest heaved for air as Connor pressed soft kisses on my skin. Maverick gave me one long lick before shifting up onto the bed. His mouth was shiny with my release as he grabbed me from Connor’s hold.
My nails clutched his shoulders. I felt like I’d collapse if he wasn’t supporting me. His fingers threaded in my hair, moving me just where he wanted. His lips slammed into mine. I tasted myself as he kissed me hard.
There was enough heat in the kiss to get me going again. To have my thighs tightening around his waist. To have me melting in his hold.
“What do you think, belladonna? Do you like the taste of yourself on my tongue?” His stubble scraped along my skin as he pulled me to his chest. “Because I love it.”
I felt nothing but cherished as he held me to him. His fingers stroked down my spine. His heart beat in my ears. But I couldn’t deny that it was strange to only be touching one of them. I didn’t feel like I belonged to only him. I was connected to them all.
“My turn to taste this sweet cunt.” Connor grasped my hips; with Mav’s help, they turned me until I was facing him. My legs fell open as he settled on the bed between them.
His fingers played with my calves as he knelt before me. The desire in his expression stole the breath I’d just regained.
From the look in his eyes, it was clear that the night was only starting.