24. Nyah
NYAH
Dear Diary,
I’ve reached new lows. I had a whole conversation with my father with an ass plug in.
My bedroom door cracked off the wall behind it, and I winced, waiting for the sprinkle of plaster dust sure to tinkle down to the scuffed floorboards. When it didn’t come, I was grateful, because fixing a hole in the wall wasn’t high on my priority list when I was this pissed off.
The sentiment echoed around the room, in Luca staring out of the window with his jaw set so tightly I would be surprised if it weren’t painful. He tried to unclench his fists but every time he managed, within seconds, his fingers curled up again like they had a mind of their own.
Lynx perched on my lumpy mattress, his shoulders stiff, jaw tense.
I paced the short length of my room with choppy strides and so much anger it was surprising there wasn’t steam coming out of my ears. “I can’t believe them. How dare they come here and say those things? What gives them the right?”
Lynx caught my hand the next time I stormed past him.
My bottom lip wobbled.
“Shh, baby.” He tugged me onto his lap and wrapped his arms around me, like he wanted me to know the world outside these walls and the people in it could no longer hurt me. Not while he was here to protect me from it.
I buried my face in his neck and inhaled deeply, the tremors in my body subsiding as he rubbed a slow hand up and down my back.
“I hate them so much,” I whispered. “They’re wrong. I can do this without them.”
“You don’t have to,” Lynx assured me. “You have us.”
I sobbed quietly into his chest, but that only pissed me off more. “Ugh, I hate these fucking pregnancy hormones! I hate crying over people who never cared about me. Why am I even upset they think I’m going to be a terrible mother?”
Luca frowned at me. “Stop it.”
I lifted my head and glared at him. “Don’t you think I would if I could? I can’t help it, Luca! It’s the hormones!”
Lynx held me tightly, rocking me like I was a child.
Luca rolled his eyes. “Look at me.”
I flipped him the bird without turning in his direction.
“Nyah.” His voice became darker, more commanding. “I said, look at me.”
I wanted to tell him to go to hell.
But I didn’t. I slowly lifted my head from Lynx’s chest and stared up at Luca.
“You are not going to waste your tears on people who don’t deserve them. Cry as much as you fucking want because of hormones, if that’s what you need to do. I’ll sit by your side and watch the saddest movies I can find. Hell, I’ll push you over so you scrape your knees if that’s what it takes.”
I sniffed. “Geez. Thanks. How good of you to push the pregnant chick down.”
Lynx glared at him. “You will not fucking push her over.”
He rolled his eyes. “I was trying to prove a point. What kind of monster do you think I am? You think I take candy from babies too?”
“Yes,” Lynx and I both said in unison.
“I hate you both, you know that?”
I smiled, knowing the two of us giving each other hell was just how we were most comfortable. It was foreplay and affection and attraction all in one.
Luca smirked like he needed to pay me back for that little dig at his personality. “I can’t believe you had that whole conversation with your parents while you had an ass plug in.” He chuckled. “Oh, if only your father had known that.”
Lynx’s mouth dropped open. “You what?” He stared at me, his gaze dipping down my body, like he might be able to see through my clothes if he stared hard enough.
My cheeks heated, and I glared at Luca. “If you hadn’t left me high and dry at the tattoo shop, I wouldn’t have had to!”
Luca’s grin widened. “So Dax didn’t take care of it then, huh? What a chump.”
“You told him not to!”
“Am I his boss? I didn’t realize I had that level of control over him.”
I shook my head. “You’re nice for three minutes a day, max, aren’t you?”
“That’s probably being generous,” he bantered back.
Lynx moistened his lips with the tip of his tongue. “Can we go back to the part about you having an ass plug in? I just brought you home on my bike while you were wearing one?” He swore under his breath and then stared at me. “Show me.”
“Once Luca takes himself out of my room, sure.”
Luca raised an eyebrow. “I’m not going anywhere, princess. I made you a promise to fuck your ass and I intend to keep it.”
“Pretty sure Lynx will be happy to take your place.”
Lynx groaned. “You two are killing me. Nyah, take off your clothes.”
“Not until he gets out.”
“Not a chance,” Luca goaded. “I don’t break my promises. Now do as Lynx said and take your clothes off.”
I glared at him, all sass and fire, truly hating him even though my body burned.
I knew he had me. I had needed one of them to take care of me for hours, and it pissed me off Luca knew it.
So I turned to Lynx, giving him a bird’s-eye view of my tits when I took my dress off and dropped it on the floor.
He instantly buried his face between them, inhaling the scent of my skin and reached around me to undo my bra clasps.
The material fell away, and he helped it along, brushing it off my arms.
I stood in front of him in nothing but panties, and he groaned, his gaze sweeping over my body, hot and dirty. His dick responded instantly, getting so hard he undid his pants and slid them low enough to free his erection.
I reached down and stroked him, fitting my fingers around the base of his cock. With my other hand, I lowered my panties, revealing my snatch.
Giving Luca the view of my ass.
With deliberate intention, I spread my legs and bent over, putting my mouth around Lynx’s cock and showing Luca the plug he’d fit inside me earlier.
He groaned.
I wanted to see what he could, but I didn’t want to stop sucking Lynx either. Lynx leaned back on his hands, fighting the urge to thrust up into my mouth though not completely succeeding. He kept it shallow though, seemingly knowing this was my show to own.
Luca took a step forward.
I glanced over my shoulder at him. “Don’t you dare touch me unless I say you can.”
His jaw ticked. “You want me touching you, princess. You know you do.”
“You know nothing.”
I doubled down on Lynx’s cock, teasing him with tongue and lips.
He threaded his fingers through my hair and gently tugged my head up. “Ride me. I want to feel how tight your pussy is with that plug in your ass.”
I straddled him, wet opening hovering over his hard cock. I rubbed myself on him, oiling up the tip of his dick with my arousal. He prodded against my entrance, finding the slick moisture, while I rocked my hips sensuously, priming to take him.
My long, dark hair fell around my face, and I pressed my hands to his chest, supporting my weight. I gradually took inches of his dick at a time, slowly sliding down, until he was fully inside me, deep-rooted, the two of us connected in the most primal of ways.
“You’re so tight,” he gasped out.
I moved slowly, inch by inch, scared if I went any faster I might fall apart. I worked myself on his cock at my own pace, each movement faster until I was panting, my pussy fluttering with the beginnings of an orgasm.
He scraped my hair back off my face so he could kiss me, our tongues joining and stroking, the kiss deep and hot and wet. I lost myself in it, in him, in the connection we’d found.
I bounced on him, moaned his name. Was so damn close to coming I battled to hold on.
He put his lips to my ear. “Let him fuck you too.”
I moaned and shook my head. “Not if he were the last man on earth.”
Lynx chuckled at Luca rolling his eyes, clearly having overheard our conversation, or at least working it out from my response.
“You don’t mean that,” Lynx said, kissing my neck in all the ways he knew I liked. “You’ve been thinking about him taking you there all day.”
We all knew Lynx was right. I was breathless with desire, and he’d slowed things right down, knowing he could get me off and my body would sing beneath his fingers, full of his cock.
But he wanted to fuck me while Luca did.
We all wanted that.
I pulled back enough to glare at him, but he just kissed my mouth, and within a second I was kissing him back. I was breathless when I spoke over my shoulder.
“Fine. Luca, you can touch me.”
Despite the thick bulge behind his suit pants, he scoffed, “Geez, what an enthusiastic invitation.”
Lynx battled for control of his orgasm. “Just fuck her, would you?”
“I’m not in the habit of fucking anyone who doesn’t want me to. So she’s going to have to do better than that.”
I groaned and glared at him. “Why do you always have to be such a fucking pain in my ass?”
“Because you like it.”
I rolled my eyes skyward, still working my body up and down Lynx’s length. At the top I slipped off and stood, turning around to face Luca.
I took off his shirt. Undid his pants. Yanked down his underwear.
All while he did absolutely nothing to help me.
But his gaze was fire.
Lynx’s kept straying to my ass and the flash of pink-jeweled plug he had to have been getting every time I bent over.
I didn’t wait for Luca’s consent.
I wrapped my fingers around his hard-on, stroking him firmly, kissing his chest, and sucking his nipples. Without stopping, I leaned over and took a tube of lubricant from the top drawer and pushed it into his hand. “I want you inside me when I come.”
I left him standing there, staring at me with a hard-on and need hot in his eyes.
I was back on Lynx’s dick in the next heartbeat, but the breather had done him good. He’d gotten himself under control enough to grip my hips and rock me over him, filling me deep and fucking me slower than before. This time, it was him in control, and he filled me over and over again.
Until Luca finally gave in and knelt on the bed behind me.
His hands traveled down my spine and over my ass, to the crack in between. He worked the plug inside me, fucking me with it for a moment, before removing it.
My moan echoed around the room at the change in feeling.
He squirted lubricant between my cheeks and massaged it into my hole, well primed for use by the plug. I ground back against him, trembling, still full of Lynx, but right now, I needed more.
Luca coated his cock and then notched it at my ass.
My shout of pleasure when he pushed in muffled Lynx’s.
“Fuck,” he uttered, trying to breathe in between words. “You’re so tight.”
Luca leaned over, circling his arms around me from behind and teasing my nipples while he was deep inside me.
He kissed my neck, muttering dirty words in my ear, and slowly, it was me who moved between them, shifting until I was in the perfect position, both of them hitting spots inside that worked for me.
I fucked them, hips thrusting, body stretching to accommodate them both, and they rewarded me all at once with an orgasm that curled its way up from my toes.
I moaned, taking them both, so full it was impossible to fight the feeling a second longer.
It swirled through my blood in a hot frenzy of lust that couldn’t be calmed in any other way. I moaned their names as I came, and a second later, Luca and Lynx did the same, their voices hoarse with need.
I threw my head back, spine arched, tits beaded and pink from Luca playing with them.
The sounds that slipped from my lips were wholly indecent.
Lynx kept up a slow thrust, taking over when my rhythm fell apart.
Even though he’d come, the tightness of the two of them inside me together kept them buried deep.
I could just stay here forever, in a mess of bodies with the two of them.
Maybe we could pretend the outside world didn’t exist.
That mine and Luca’s families were normal and that we weren’t in danger every time we stepped outside the Slayers’ gates.