Chapter 22
That fucking motherfucker.What the fuck was that? Did he just walk the fuck out?
“Hey, Rory, how about you just lie back down and rest? You’re hurt.” My head turns toward Seven, who is trying to direct me back to bed. He can go fuck a cactus.
“The only thing that hurts is the fucking whiplash I just got,” I bite back.
“Okay, but we can go talk to him. Let us handle it.” Seven continues rambling nonsense that I couldn’t give two shits about.
Instead, I have unfinished business with my stepbrother. The asshole who threw me up against a wall and sucked the goddamn soul out of me. And then left me fucking high and dry.
He’s your stepbrother.
Yeah, no, very well aware of that. But my lady bits don’t care who he is. They were getting some much-needed attention and then he decided the game was over.
He teased me yet again. Made me look foolish.
Fuck him.
My feet turn and start carrying me toward his door. Without even bothering to knock, I turn the handle and push inside the room.
The door slams against the door stopper, and Xayden looks up from where he was sitting with his head in his hands on his bed. His brows furrow at me and his lips turn down into a scowl.
“What the fuck are you doing in my room?” The intensity in his eyes burn through me.
The shuffle of feet behind me tells me that the other two are now in the room, as well. I hear the door click, and someone lean up against it.
“Are you fucking kidding me? We are far from finished with this, Xayden. What the fuck was that in there?” My arm stretches out and points toward the door, but my eyes never leave his.
“That was me fucking with you.” His tone drips with disgust.
“Really? We are going back to that? We are going to hate me all over again?”
“It was a mistake.” His head drops to his hands again. “You are a mistake.”
Those words cut through me. My head reels back from the impact of his insult. “Oh. A mistake.” I look back at the other two, whose eyes are wide like fucking saucers.
My head twists back toward Xayden and my lips turn up.
“Well, if we are making mistakes tonight, guess we should add to the shit storm.”
Without warning, I turn around and march toward Seven who’s up against the door. He starts to step away from the exit, thinking I want to leave, but I step in front of him.
My arms stretch out and push him back against the door. Seven opens his mouth to say something, but I pull his head down toward mine. His words are silenced by my lips.
For a moment, he’s tense. He doesn’t kiss me back. But then something in him breaks. His mouth moves against mine. I feel Seven’s hands thread through my hair, and I moan at the touch. His tongue plays with mine as he takes control of the kiss.
“What the fuck, Rory?” I hear Xayden demand from his bed.
Pulling back from Seven, I turn my head around to Dekker. He’s watching me with hooded eyes.
So I spin and take a couple steps up toward him. But before I can do anything, Dekker grabs me with his hand around my throat and pushes me up against the wall.
“You’re playing with fire, Angel,” he growls into my ear.
“I didn’t start the fire, now did I?” I bite my lip and wait for Dekker to make his move. “Burn me, baby.”
In an instant, his lips crash down against mine. My body hums in response. Already worked up from Xayden’s teasing and making out with Seven, my body is a live wire waiting to explode.
The heat from Dekker’s touch, his body against mine, it’s no different than when he found me in his room that night of the party. It’s a need, a craving.
My body responds to him, to the heat of his hands on me and the way his tongue dances with mine.
He starts to kiss down my neck and I look over at Xayden who is staring at me with flames in his eyes. I can’t tell if he is pissed off or turned on.
Fuck, I hope it’s both.
Slowly, I move my gaze to Seven, and I crook my finger at him to beckon him over. Without hesitation, he steps up next to me.
“Are you sure about this, Firefly? You might be starting a war you won’t be able to survive.” Seven chuckles in my ear.
My eyes meet his. “Then destroy me.”
Dekker groans into my neck as Seven’s lips meet mine in a battle of fury and passion. His hand finds my hair again as he tips my head back to give Dekker better access to my neck. Meanwhile, Seven’s tongue tangles with mine.
Dekker’s fingers graze the waistband of my pants, my skin prickling at the touch. He quickly pops the button on my jeans and shimmies them down to the floor and off of me.
His leg kicks mine apart, and I feel his fingers again at the band of my panties.
“Can you smell how turned on she is?” Dekker grunts.
Seven hums and pulls back from my lips. “Fuck yeah, I can.”
My cheeks instantly start to heat up in embarrassment. And in a moment of “What the fuck” I start to wonder what it is I’m actually doing?
My body aches and it’s from both pain and need. But at this point, the need is clearly overriding any pain I actually feel. My eyes dart to Xayden, and I can see his hands clenching hard beside him.
Then I remember why it is I’m doing this. And it’s not because I’m some horned up needy chick. It’s because that asshole started this shit. He fired the first shot.
“Enough!” he yells as he stands up. Dekker and Seven immediately back away from me as I stare my stepbrother down.
“What’s the matter, brother?” I narrow my eyes at him. “Don’t like when someone fucks with you? Not liking the taste of your own medicine?”
In two giant steps, he crosses over to where I’m standing against the wall. He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder like a goddamn caveman.
“What the—” Before I can finish my sentence, I’m dropped down onto the bed with a bounce.
“What was that little remark about the taste of my own medicine, Princess?” Xayden smirks before ripping down my panties and bringing his face right to my core. “Now it’s time to taste that medicine.”
My stepbrother’s tongue licks all the way up my slit until he gets to my clit, where he circles around it. Teasing it, causing my back to arch up off the bed.
The sounds coming from me aren’t really words. My body is tingling everywhere, the pleasure coursing through my veins. Except my mind is still trying to process what exactly is happening.
I shouldn’t be doing this. Xayden shouldn’t have his mouth on me. His tongue shouldn’t be bringing me to new fucking heights.
My stepbrother.
And yet, I don’t want him to stop. So much so that my hands reach down and grab hold of his dirty blond hair.
The way his tongue laps at me, pulling noises from me that should not be coming out of my mouth. The absolute way his face is buried between my legs, I don’t want him to fucking stop.
“Holy shit, Xay, please don’t stop,” I beg.
He takes a finger and slowly slides it inside me. “Not until you come all over this face. And even then, I may keep going.” He looks over at Seven and Dekker and then back to me. “Want them to play, too?”
My eyes shoot to the two in question, and I let out a moan as Xayden’s finger hits that spot inside me. “Yes, please. Need them. Need more.”
“Oh, we have a greedy little princess,” Xayden says as he speeds up his hand and adds another finger.
“This needs to come off,” Dekker says right before he flips the blade of a knife out of his pocket and slices through my shirt.
I let out a gasp as I feel the cool air hit my skin. Then he proceeds to do the same to my bra. My nipples harden the minute they are free from their confines.
Or maybe they were already hard. That’s probably more of a possibility.
Lips suddenly descend on mine. Seven’s lips are soft; they taste like cherry. His mouth is like a drug I can’t get enough of.
Rough hands grab a hold of my breast as fingers twist my nipple. I let out a small scream into Seven’s kiss.
He pulls back and smiles. “Oh, that’s nothing, Firefly. We will have you screaming and begging for more.”
Dekker lets out a chuckle, and I turn my head to see the black in his eyes. His hand goes around my throat, and I close my eyes in bliss.
Xayden’s mouth wraps around my clit as his fingers pump in and out of me. Seven’s mouth finds my nipple, and I feel his teeth bite into me. Dekker’s hand squeezes tighter around my neck.
And then I see fucking stars.
Like full on white blinding light, I don’t even know where I am, holy shit I fell over that fucking ledge, orgasm.
My entire body shakes as every part of me ignites in an inferno of complete euphoria. Every touch, bite, kiss, everything they are doing to me, is intensified.
When I finally come down from that high, I’m staring at three sets of eyes staring back at me. And I do the only thing I can.
I grab Xayden and pull him on top of me, my lips crashing into his. A tangled mess of mouths as I taste me on him. My hands reach between us as I try to work furiously at removing his shorts.
His cock is rock hard, just as it was in Dekker’s room. I need this. I need him, I need them.
“You sure you want this, Princess?” Xayden eyes lock on mine.
Do I want this? Fuck yes, I do. This is my choice, my decision. Something I am finally deciding for myself.
Will this make family dinners awkward? Probably.
But we will cross that bridge when we get there.
“Fuck me,” I whisper back.
He looks up at Seven, who reaches back into a nightstand next to the bed and pulls something out. He passes it to Xayden, who tears it open, and I now see that it’s a condom.
Probably a smart move. Wouldn’t want to knock up your stepsister. As I look down at him, I see his cock bouncing there in all its glory.
And holy shit, it’s pierced. He has a vertical bar going straight through the head of his cock. I swallow as my eyes widen, and Xayden just chuckles at my discovery.
He rolls the condom on and looks down at me. “Let me hear you say it. Tell me this is what you want. Once I start, I’m not stopping. Tell me you want this, Princess.”
“I want this. Please. Xayden, please.” No sooner than the last please rolls off my lips, he thrusts into me.
He holds himself still for a moment, his eyes closed.
“Fuck, you feel like heaven wrapped around my cock.” Xayden lets out a shuddering breath. Then his eyes snap open, and something flashes in them for a moment before his lips curl up. “Have you ever been with three guys at once, Princess?”
I shake my head and peer up between Dekker and Seven. Both of them are staring at me with a hungry look in their eyes.
“Then this will be fun.” Xayden pulls back and thrusts into me. I let out a gasp as his cock slams into my core. “Take out their cocks,” he directs me as he places my legs on his shoulders.
My head shifts back and forth as my hands try to work Dekker and Seven’s cocks out of their shorts.
And holy fuck me into next week. All three of them have piercings.
Oh, and all three of them are huge. Fucking well-endowed is an understatement. Dekker is the biggest. How does that even fit?
“Don’t worry, it fits,” Dekker answers as if he heard my thoughts. I feel my cheeks heat up as my eyes meet his.
My head turns toward Seven, and I see his piercing is like a cross on the head of his dick. My eyes then shift back to Dekker, who has his hand wrapped around his cock, and his piercings are in a line on the underside of his cock, like a ladder. He slowly strokes it as his eyes bore into mine.
“Wrap your hand around Dekker and open that pretty little mouth for Seven, princess,” Xayden commands as he slowly pumps in and out of me. Teasing me, making me feel drunk on neediness.
I look over at Seven, and his hand reaches down as he smooths the hair out of my face. “Open wide for me.”
My eyes widen as I look down at his cock. How in the world is this supposed to work with that piercing?
He chuckles, “Don’t worry, you won’t hurt me. I’ll go slow. Now, open that pretty little mouth for me, Firefly.”
On his command, my lips part, dying for a taste of him. With my hand wrapped around and stroking Dekker, I watch as Seven slides his cock past my lips. My eyes flit up to watch his face contort in pleasure as a rumble rips from his throat.
“Fuck, that’s a wonderful sight, Princess.” Xayden starts to thrust faster into me. Timing his thrusts with Seven as he works his cock in and out of my mouth.
I can feel Dekker pulsing in my hand. His hand is over mine as I stroke him, feeling the metal running along my fingers with each movement. Seven grabs my free hand and brings it up to the underside of his dick.
“I want you to wrap your hand around my balls and shaft. Squeeze them as tight as you can and suck this cock, Firefly.” Seven shows me how he wants my hand, and I hum around him as I take him.
“She is so fucking tight. My dick’s in heaven right now.” I can see Xayden out of the corner of my eyes in pure bliss as he pumps in and out of me. The way his piercing rubs and hits that spot inside.
I can feel how wet I am, how dripping wet this is making me. The amount of ecstasy I’m getting from all three is making my entire body feel like it’s on fire.
Xayden is fucking my pussy like it’s his own lifeline, while Dekker is helping me stroke his cock like it’s the only thing he ever will need in life. Then there’s Seven with his cock growing somehow harder by the second as he uses my mouth like it’s his next needed breath.
All three of them are lost in their pleasure while they bring me closer to my own peak of bliss.
I want to tell Xayden to fuck me harder, but Seven’s dick down my throat keeps me from being able to say a word. But believe me, I try. Mumbled words and hums come from deep within my throat.
“I think she’s trying to say something.” I can’t see him with my head turned the way it is, but I can feel his eyes on me. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see a grin on Xayden’s face.
“What’s the matter, Princess? Want to stop? Is this too much for you?” He slams into me, and I let out a muffled scream.
Seven pulls out for a moment, and that allows me to speak. “Stop? No. I need you to fuck me harder, savagely. Stop treating my pussy like it’s gonna break.”
Xayden’s eyes darken, and before I can react, his hands reach up under me and he has me flipped over on my hands and knees. I let a yelp out as his warm hands grip my hips and pulls them closer to him.
“Want me to fuck you harder, Princess? Your wish is my command. But… you’re going to do it with Dekker’s cock in your mouth and Seven’s cum all over your face.” His voice is thick and hoarse.
My eyes look up at Dekker, and the corner of my mouth lifts. “Are you going to get down here so I can choke on your cock or just stand there with your dick in your hand?”
A sharp slap on my ass has me yelling out. The three of them laugh as a hand wraps around my hair and pulls me up onto my knees.
“We have a bit of sass in us, don’t we, Princess?” Xayden rubs the spot he smacked as his lips find my neck. He pulls back and whispers in my ear, “Do you need the sass fucked out of you?”
“Yes.” My words are needy and my body vibrates.
I never expected this. I am on my hands and knees, my pussy dripping wet, and my body ready to erupt.
I thought I would piss him off, but he called my bluff.
Check fucking mate, brother.
Xayden’s eyes stare down at my lips, and I lick mine to entice him. He lets out a rumble before taking my mouth with his.
His kiss is hard and dominant. His tongue pushes past my lips as he claims my mouth as his. And then suddenly, he pulls back from my neck and pushes me forward. There waiting is Dekker, stroking his cock as he lies on his back.
“Wrap those pretty little lips around me, Angel.” His hand cups my cheek as my mouth hovers over his very large and thick cock.
Opening my mouth, I slowly lick the head of his cock. Then I take my hand and push it back so that I can lick the underside along the piercings. A groan rips from him as I reach the head of his shaft.
Xayden’s hands grip my hips hard as he lines up his cock with my entrance. In one swift motion, he slams into me, and at the same time, Dekker grabs my hair and shoves his cock into my mouth.
They are using me so wonderfully.
And I fucking love it.
“Oh, fuck, her mouth is perfection.” Dekker guides my head up and down, not letting me get to the point of gagging on his cock.
“I know. So warm and ready to take you. It was hard not to come down that pretty little throat.” Seven grabs my hair in a ponytail as he helps move my head up and down.
Xayden is furiously pounding into me. Causing me to moan with Dekker inside me. And every time I do, he lets out a groan of his own.
“Fuck, this pussy… so fucking good. So wet, so needy,” Xayden just rambles as he thrusts in and out of me. Suddenly, a hand comes down on my ass. “Oh fuck, you just squeezed the hell out of my cock. Do you like that, Princess? You like a little bit of pain?”
I do, but I can’t answer him. Not with a mouth full of dick.
I can feel Dekker start to harden even more in me as if he could get harder. As his breaths start to become more shallow, I know he’s close.
And I want every drop.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come. Fuck, come so damn hard down this throat.” He starts to move my head up and down faster as his hips slowly raise up and down in tandem.
Xayden matches the pace and fucks me furiously.
Dekker grips my head and holds it just over his cock, then he fucks my mouth. He lets out a howl as a warmness spurts out. “That’s it, take it. Swallow every drop, Angel.”
I feel him twitch in my mouth as he starts to soften.
Slowly, I pull back and look behind me at Xayden fucking me. He reaches around, and his fingers find my clit. He starts to run circles around it, and with my body being wound so tightly already, it doesn’t take long for me to get close to the edge.
“Xay, Xay, oh my God, I’m gonna come. Please don’t stop. Please. I’m so close,” I beg.
Seven pulls my head up by my hair. “Tell me when you’re coming. I want to cover this pretty face in cum.”
Those words send me over. “I’m… I’m…” My words fail me as my vision blurs and narrows. I watch Seven grunt as cum spurts from his dick.
My body shakes as every nerve ending in my body explodes in pure ecstasy. I scream out as my orgasm takes over my body. Xayden’s hands grip my hips tighter as I feel him stilling inside of me. I can feel his cock pulsating in me, and I can faintly make out the curses that fall from his mouth as he loses control.
When I finally have some sense of myself back, I look up at Seven, who takes some of his cum on his finger. “Open, Firefly.” I do as I’m told, and he pushes some of his cum inside my mouth and along my tongue. “Now, swallow.”
My eyes meet his as I obey.
“Good girl.” He cups the side of my face. Dekker, who I didn’t even realize has moved, comes back with a wet washcloth and wipes my face off.
My eyes start to get heavy, my arms giving out on holding me up. The pain I felt earlier that I all but forgot in the heat of whatever that was starts to creep back in.
I groan as the soreness hits.
“Let’s get you in bed, Angel.” Dekker smooths back my hair as I feel Xayden pull out of me.
And I hate that I already miss that feeling.
Such a hussy.
“She’s sleeping here tonight,” I hear Xayden tell the guys.
And most of what happens next is a blur. My body is so sore and tired from everything that happened today that everything around me just fades out.
The last thing I remember is an arm around me pulling me close to him and Xayden’s wonderful smell surrounding me. It’s intoxicating and relaxing.
After that, the much-needed sleep finally takes me.