Chapter 35
Sabine
I lay naked on top of Alex, our bodies pressed together, her skin impossibly soft against mine. We kissed deeply, her tongue exploring my mouth with a hunger that made my heart race. The mattress shifted as Cam sat beside us, her strong hand resting on the small of my back, warm and possessive.
When Cam's fingers trailed down to my ass and between my legs, I broke away from Alex's kiss with a gasp, instinctively pushing back against her touch. Her fingers were gentle but insistent, teasing my entrance until I was slick and ready.
"Please," I whispered, not caring who heard the need in my voice.
Cam slid two fingers inside me, curling them just right, and I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips. My eyes fluttered closed for a moment, lost in the sensation, before opening again to find Kara leaning over us, capturing Alex's mouth in a kiss just inches from my face.
The bed dipped again as Ellie moved. I felt her weight disappear, then return behind me, her body radiating heat.
Alex groaned against Kara's lips as Ellie's tongue found her center.
I watched Alex's face, her eyes locked with mine, both of us being pleasured by different women but connected in our shared ecstasy.
A deep, throaty groan from Cam made me turn my head.
Kara had reached between Cam's thighs, her fingers working in the same rhythm as Cam's inside me.
The sight of Kara's hand disappearing between Cam's legs, the flush spreading across Cam's chest, the way her bicep flexed as she continued to fuck me—it was almost too much.
"God, you're so wet," Cam murmured, her voice rough with arousal. Her thumb found my clit, circling it with just enough pressure to make my hips buck.
I turned back to Alex, our foreheads touching now, our breath mingling as we panted together. All around us, the sounds of pleasure filled the room—soft moans, wet sounds, whispered encouragements. Five women moving together like a perfect machine, building toward something explosive.
Kara's voice cut through my haze of pleasure. "Don't stop finger fucking her, Cam," she commanded. "I want to watch her come while I make you come."
Cam obeyed instantly, her fingers pumping faster inside me. I felt her add a third finger, stretching me wider, the initial burn giving way to fullness that made my thighs tremble. My mind went blank as she filled me completely.
"Your pussy is so full, Sabine," Kara purred, her eyes locked on mine while her hand worked between Cam's legs. "How does it feel? Are you gonna come for us?"
I tried to answer but could only manage a desperate whimper. Below me, Alex writhed and gasped as Ellie's mouth worked between her legs. I watched her face contort with pleasure, felt her nipples harden against mine.
"God, you taste so good," Ellie murmured against Alex's center. "Both of you do." She slid two fingers into Alex, who arched beneath me with a cry.
Then Ellie's hot tongue was on my clit, flicking and circling in perfect rhythm with Cam's thrusting fingers. The dual sensation made my eyes roll back.
"Look how pretty your pussies are," Ellie said between licks. "So tight around our fingers, so wet and delicious."
Her fingernails traced fire up the backs of my thighs, leaving goosebumps in their wake. The contrast of her gentle scratching with the relentless pressure of her tongue and Cam's fingers pushed me closer to the edge.
Kara leaned down, her breath hot against my ear. "Come for us, Sabine. Let us feel how good we make you feel."
I was caught in the middle of their attention, surrounded by their bodies, filled by their touch. Alex stared up at me, her eyes wild with her own approaching orgasm, and I knew I couldn't hold back any longer.
Alex and I came together, our cries mingling in the heated air. My body trembled against hers, aftershocks rippling through me as Cam's fingers slipped from inside me. I barely had time to catch my breath before Cam stood, her muscled body glistening with sweat in the dim light.
"Come here," she said, her voice low and commanding.
Without waiting for a response, she hooked her hands under my arms and lifted me off Alex like I weighed no more than a pillow. The casual display of strength sent a fresh wave of arousal through me as she positioned me on my back beside Alex, who shifted to make room.
Cam climbed onto the bed with the grace of a predator, her eyes never leaving mine. She took my legs, pushing them apart and up, exposing me completely. I felt vulnerable and wanted all at once as she settled between my thighs, her wet center pressing against mine.
"Fuck," I gasped as she began to rock against me, our clits sliding together in the slickness of our arousal. Each thrust sent jolts of pleasure through my oversensitive body.
Alex leaned in, her mouth finding Cam's breast. She sucked one nipple between her lips while her hand caressed the other. Not to be outdone, Ellie crawled up beside me, her hot mouth closing around my nipple, tongue swirling in circles that made me arch up against Cam.
Alex released Cam's breast and leaned over to kiss me deeply, her tongue exploring my mouth. When she pulled back, her eyes were dark with desire.
"Want to taste me again?" she whispered against my lips.
"God, yes," I breathed, my voice ragged.
With fluid grace, Alex straddled my face, lowering herself until her wet heat covered my mouth. I moaned against her as my tongue found her center, savoring her familiar taste.
Behind Cam, Kara knelt, her hands busy between both our legs. I felt her fingers slide into me alongside Cam's grinding motions.
"That's it," Kara purred. "Take it all."
I lost myself in a kaleidoscope of sensations.
Cam's wet heat ground against mine, her muscled thighs tensing with each thrust. Ellie's mouth closed around my nipple, teeth grazing the sensitive peak before her tongue soothed the sting.
Above me, Alex's thighs trembled as she rode my face, her scent filling my lungs.
"Fuck, just like that," Alex gasped when my tongue flicked over her clit.
Kara's fingers pushed into me alongside Cam's grinding motions, stretching me impossibly full. My body seized with another orgasm, muscles clenching around her fingers as she curled them against my front wall.
"God, you're so fucking wet," Kara murmured.
I tried to focus on pleasuring Alex, but my concentration fractured with each wave of pleasure. My moans vibrated against her clit as another orgasm tore through me. Her taste flooded my mouth as she came, her thighs clamping around my head.
"Oh my god, Cam, fuck yes," Ellie cried out somewhere beside me. I couldn't see her, but I knew Cam's fingers were working their magic.
Alex slid off my face, her lips finding mine in a deep kiss that tasted of both of us. "You're perfect," she whispered against my mouth, her fingers brushing sweat-dampened hair from my forehead.
Cam's rhythm faltered, her body going rigid as she came. For a moment, her weight pressed down on me, her arms shaking with the effort to hold herself up. Then she stood, pulling Kara to her feet and kissing her with such hunger I felt an echo of desire despite my exhaustion.
I watched through half-lidded eyes as Cam backed Kara against the bed until her thighs hit the edge. Kara fell back, and Cam dropped to her knees, burying her face between Kara's legs. Kara locked eyes with me as Cam devoured her, her lips parted in silent pleasure.
"Gorgeous," Alex purred next to my ear.
When Kara came, her back arched off the bed, a strangled cry escaping her throat. We all collapsed into a tangle of limbs, skin slick with sweat, hands lazily stroking whatever flesh they found. My heart rate slowly returned to normal as we breathed together in the aftermath.
"It's just us now," I said. The words escaped before I could stop them, hanging in the air between our naked bodies. A pang of love and gratitude crashed against grief as I realized how true they were.
Ellie stretched her arms above her head. "We're all we need."
"Not exactly true," Kara said, her voice still husky from exertion.
I turned to look at her, wondering what she meant.
She smiled, the corner of her mouth lifting. "We also need food and sleep."
We laughed softly, the sound intimate in the afterglow. Cam rose first, her muscled body gleaming with sweat as she pulled on her panties and tank top. She padded to the small kitchen without a word. The smell of beef stew filled the air as she reheated our dinner.
Kara dressed fully, her movements precise and efficient. I watched her disappear through the doorway, her footsteps echoing on the metal stairs. When she returned, she carried the cat carrier, setting it carefully on the floor. Another trip brought a litter box and food trays.
"We should probably name these babies at some point," she said, opening the carrier door.
The mama calico emerged first, stretching regally before inspecting her new territory. Her three kittens tumbled out after her—one grey, one orange, one a miniature version of their mother.
Ellie pulled on pants and a t-shirt, her nipples visible beneath the thin fabric. She crossed to the thermostat and adjusted it with a shiver. "It's freezing in here."
Alex slipped into her panties and t-shirt, her movements quick and purposeful. "I need to check the security cameras." She disappeared into the office, calling back moments later, "No movement outside."
I unzipped my suitcase and pulled out sweatpants, a long-sleeved tee, and a light cardigan. The soft fabric felt comforting against my skin, still sensitive from their touches.
We moved around each other with the easy familiarity of people who had learned to share space.
The quiet domesticity felt surreal against the knowledge that somewhere beyond our temporary sanctuary, Lorenzo Bellante and his Scorpions were hunting for us, determined to silence Alex and I permanently.
We ate beef stew from mismatched bowls, the rich scent filling our safe house with something that felt almost like normalcy.
I sat cross-legged on the bed beside Alex, whose shoulders remained tight despite our earlier intimacy.
Ellie perched on the single chair, her spoon scraping rhythmically against ceramic.
Kara leaned against the wall beneath the interior window, one boot propped behind her, while Cam stood sentinel in the kitchen doorway, her bowl balanced on her palm like she might need to drop it at any second.
The only sounds were our breathing and the occasional clink of metal against porcelain until Kara checked her watch. "Four thirty-five," she announced, setting her empty bowl on the windowsill. "We need to be out by ten at the latest."
Alex stiffened beside me. "We should leave now. Every minute increases risk."
I felt the tension ripple through the room. The tactical disagreement hung in the air between them, thick as the steam from our stew.
Kara crossed her arms, her voice dropping into that register that brooked no argument. "We need rest more than speed right now. Lorenzo's hunting blind. Four hours sleep, destroy the hard drives, leave by ten. Alert and ready."
Alex's jaw tightened. I could feel her objection building like a physical force.
"We're no good to anyone if we wrap the van around a tree," Kara continued, her eyes never leaving Alex's. "Four hours. That's an order."
The silence stretched between them until Ellie stood, breaking the standoff. "I'll take first watch," she offered, her voice gentle but firm. "I didn't drive today. I'll check the news too, see what they're saying about the fire."
Kara gave a single nod. "Wake Alex at six-thirty for second shift."
Alex opened her mouth, but Kara cut her off with a look that would have withered lesser women. "You didn't drive either. You're on watch in two hours. Get some sleep."
I watched Alex swallow whatever retort she'd prepared. Her fingers brushed against mine on the bedspread, a small concession that sent warmth through my exhausted body. For all her tactical brilliance, even Alex knew when to yield to Kara's command.
I crawled into the queen bed first, my body sinking into the middle of the mattress. Alex slid in beside me, her movements precise and controlled even in exhaustion. Kara took the other side, her weight shifting the mattress so I rolled slightly toward her solid frame.
"Room for one more," Alex murmured, patting the sliver of space next to her.
Cam stood in the doorway, her silhouette backlit by the dim hallway light. The corner of her mouth lifted in that barely-there smile I'd come to recognize as genuine.
"I'll take the bunk," she said, her voice a low rumble. "I won’t get any sleep with you lovely ladies pressed up against me."
She turned away before any of us could protest, her footsteps fading down the hall toward the smaller bedroom.
Alex's arm slipped around my waist, her breasts pressing against my back.
Her breath warmed my neck, sending a pleasant shiver down my spine despite my bone-deep fatigue.
Kara faced me, close enough that I could count her eyelashes in the dim light.
Her hand found mine beneath the covers, fingers interlacing with casual intimacy.
I lay there sandwiched between them, their body heat seeping into me from both sides. The weight of Alex's arm across my middle anchored me to the present moment. Kara's thumb traced lazy circles on the back of my hand, the calluses on her fingertips a reminder of her strength.
For the first time in weeks, the knot of fear in my chest began to unravel.
The mattress cradled us like a nest, the blankets a cocoon against the dangers waiting outside.
My eyelids grew heavy as Alex's breathing slowed against my back.
Kara watched me with those steady eyes, her gaze softening as sleep pulled at me.
"Rest," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "We've got you."
My body surrendered to exhaustion, muscles relaxing one by one. The last thing I registered was the gentle pressure of Kara's lips against my forehead, the scent of her skin mingling with the lingering traces of our earlier passion.
We're going to be okay, I thought as consciousness slipped away. For once, I actually believed it.