While Mason and Silas are rubbish at pairing outfits, Knox knows how to add a belt and a scarf that ties together the mess chosen by the other two, so I end up looking like a runway model with a very distinct sense of fashion.
I’m wearing the dress they chose for me, despite the weather out here. The wine and the blankets and the warm bodies are more than enough to keep me warm.
Mason takes full advantage of my clothing situation, of course. With me keeping the blanket closed, both his hands are free to roam. He runs them over my breasts, and down my belly, and grabs my ass so hard that I gasp into the twilight air with mingled pain and pleasure.
Shielded like this, I can’t push aside the temptation to feel him in my hand. So I pull down his fly and take his cock out, wrapping my fingers around his shaft and stroking him as we both stare over the town of Cinderhart miles and miles below.
His groan drenches my pussy, and when he puts a hand up my skirt and pushes my legs open so he can touch me, his cock throbs in my hand at how wet I am.
Although they bought me underwear, they wouldn’t let me wear any today. I’m wondering if it’s so that they could have easier access.
“Christ, you’re so fucking slick,” he says in my ear.“I’ll glide so easily into this wet pussy.”
I bite my lip, goosebumps breaking out on my skin at his words. “Then why don’t you?”
He growls deep in his throat when I carefully lift my leg, planting my shoe on the lowest rung of the railing in front of us.
Giving him full access to my pussy.
I use the grip I have on his cock to guide him between my legs, and he lets out a harsh breath when I push the tip of his dick between my folds.
God, it feels so fucking good. I shift my leg a little wider, and he pushes against me, flattening me against the railing.
My head spins when I look down and see nothing but mist tumbling out from the rushing waterfall. That giddiness just adds to the adrenaline that jolts through me when Mason rams his cock up into my pussy.
I gasp into the roar of the waterfall, my eyes trying to slam shut. But I keep them open so I can stare out at the distant town where twinkling lights are peeking out in anticipation of full night.
“Jesus, you’re so tight.” Mason grabs my ass cheeks, wrenching me open so he can get as much of his dick inside me as can fit.
I love how my body struggles to accommodate him. I’m so tight, gripping him fiercely as he fucks me from behind. And it feels just as satisfying as when I had two dicks inside me. I don’t know how that’s possible, but I’m past the point of questioning anything.
Mason pulls me even closer to him, his lips on my neck as he thrusts into me. He comes a second later, groaning against my skin as his dick fills me, as his seed hits the very root of my being.
“You didn’t—” he begins, his hand sliding up to my clit. I grab his wrist, keeping him away.
“That was just for you,” I murmur, turning in his arms as he tucks away his dick. “And this...this is just for me.” I go on tiptoes to kiss him, and it’s like I’m tumbling down the waterfall, caught up in so many emotions I can’t tell up from down.
His mouth draws at me, urgent and passionate, making my core ache with a need to be filled again. I push it away for now, focusing on Mason, on how ravenously he consumes me.
We’re both breathless when we stop. My face feels flushed as he leads me by my hand back to the fire. Silas and Knox watch, their faces part shadow, part flickering orange light, but neither of them has a bad word or sour look for us. They had to realize Mason was fucking me—he was being too rough for them not to. But I guess they’re okay with it.
I don’t know why it’s such a relief.
I don’t know why that makes me love them even more.
I don’t know anything anymore...least of all what I’ll do tomorrow.But I agreed to stay another day, because I’m sick of being in the dark. I doubt it will make much of a difference now, but I want to find out who believed in me enough to spend money on my tuition…or if someone was just being nice to my parents.
Either way, the truth needs to come out.