Page 63 of Fatal Vengeance

Prudence pops her mouth off his cock and I slow down my punishing pace to let her catch her breath for a minute.

“What’s he doing to you?” she asks, her voice sultry and dripping with want.

Asher laughs, deep and dark, when Griffin can’t even get the words out. He just opens his mouth and then grunts, biting his lip instead. But from the slow, rhythmic motion of my cousin behind Griff, it’s obvious what’s going on.

“I’m fucking him, little pet. Stretching his ass and taking what’s mine,” Asher tells her with a groan. Prudence moans and Asher licks his lips, asking her, “Is that alright with you?”

He knows damn well it is, but the way Prudence nods breathlessly between little whimpers as I roll my dick into her only gives Asher more reason to start fucking Griffin harder.

“Put his cock back in your mouth, baby,” I tell her, and Griffin grunts out a fuck yes. I laugh and add, “Between you and Asher, he’ll be done in seconds.”

Griffin flips me off, but there’s a lazy grin on his face as he looks down at Prudence. I start fucking her hard again right as she swallows him down, and Griffin bites out a slew of filthy curses.

We all find a rhythm that works and, more importantly, brings our girl closer and closer to her climax. But when my balls draw up, my cum about to fucking spill, and she’s not there yet, I grit my teeth and hold my orgasm back through sheer force of will.

I wind my arm around her and circle my fingers over her clit, panting out, “Come on, Ember, come for me. Let me feel this pretty pussy tighten on my cock just the way I like. Don’t you want to be a good girl?”

I don’t know if it’s my husky words or my fingers on her clit, maybe a mix of both, but my girl detonates a second later, screaming around Griffin’s cock as she comes apart. It’s all I need to chase her over the edge, and I shoot my cum inside her with a guttural groan, my legs fucking shaking from the force of it.

I’m weak and panting when I slowly ease myself out of her, stroking a hand down her back in silent praise. I collapse onto the bed, lying flat on my back with my wet dick flopped on my stomach and my heart beating a happy tune.

“Best day of my life,” I mutter with a dopey smile.

Asher chuckles at me, but then hisses in a breath and groans. “Fuck, I’m gonna come. Gonna fill your ass, Griffin. Come with me.”

Griffin looks lost in oblivion, but he manages a nod. Prudence is still on her hands and knees, sucking him off, and at Asher’s words, she lifts a hand and cups Griffin’s balls, rolling them gently, and the big guy nearly falls over her as he roars his release. Asher finishes seconds later, his grip on Griffin’s throat tightening.

Prudence swallows every drop of Griffin’s cum and then drops her face to the comforter, leaving her gorgeous ass in the air.

“Oh my fuck,” she groans into the mattress, and Asher, Griffin, and I all breathe out tired laughs as we move to surround her, whispering praise and promises of a lifetime of fucking just like that.

And we mean it.

We’ve all survived too damn much not to spend the rest of our lives screwing our brains out.

When Prudence crawls up the bed and cuddles up against me, her cheek right on top of my racing heart and my cousin and Griffin on her other side, it feels like the first day of our new start.

Like I’m getting a glimpse of forever, and I like the way it looks.

“I love you,” Prudence murmurs sleepily.

She gets three 'I love yous' right back and then she passes out on my chest with a satisfied smile. Right where she belongs. With me, and the other two assholes, safely nestled between us where nothing can ever hurt her again.

Because I'll gladly spill more blood if it's ever needed. Always and forever, just to keep that damn smile on Prudence's face.

38

Creed

Four Years Later

"Prudence!" I shout, my entire body tensing as I grab the oh shit handle in my Escalade.

Griffin and Asher both groan in the back seat, but my precious Ember? She's giggling like a goddamn madwoman, flashing me a bright smile that doesn't fill me with confidence at all. She straightens the wheel after taking a turn way too fucking fast, practically bouncing in her seat while she drives.

We've been working on her driver's license for the last few months after our girl first expressed the urge to get behind a wheel. She's been comfortable as a passenger for a few years, no longer locking up, trembling, or having any terrible flashbacks to the accident that almost took her life all those years ago. Especially if it was me, Asher, or Griffin driving. In fact, Prudence has grown to love long road trips and usually beats the three of us to the car. When she said she wanted to get her license, we were all so fucking proud of her. Prudence has overcome so much, all of us have, and this felt like that last step in her letting go of that old trauma.

Now? I'm having some major fucking regrets.

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