Page 83 of Forever Filthy

“One of you two idiots gonna get that?” I snap. Both of them shoot me the bird over their heads, fucking dicks. I turn the pan off and stomp toward the door. Who the fuck would come here, Vox and Nova wouldn’t knock. Which leaves Dawson but I know he’s at the game so… who the fuck is it?

I yank the door open ready to tell whoever it is to fuck off but the words die in my throat when I see who it is. Her black hairis loose and frames her angelic face, her blue eyes stare up at me with unshed tears in them. The big coat she wears hides her luscious curves from me. I just stand here staring at her at a loss for words and praying to fucking God this isn’t some sort of sick dream and I’ll wake up feeling empty inside like I do every day.

“Hi,” she says quietly. The sound of her timid voice spears me, her bottom lip begins to tremble when I say nothing. “Forgive me—” I launch forward, grab her face between my hands and smash my lips to hers, swallowing her moans as she grips my wrists, clinging to me like she is as afraid as I am that she will disappear. Our tongues tangle, her taste invades my senses and I groan at the familiarity of it.

“Dude, what the actual fuck!” Hayze roars from behind me. I pull back and stare down at her, my body is shielding her from his eyesight.

“I’ll break your fucking jaw for hurting Vivian,” Archer vows. I smile down at her, she beams back at me and gives me a slight nod to step aside but I don’t move even when I hear those fuckers charging toward us. Just before they reach us she speaks, forcing them to a standstill.

“I’d be hurt if he didn’t kiss me.” It takes them a fraction of a second before they are shoving me out of the way and standing in front of her, both with looks of awe and wonder. I get it, they are trying to convince themselves this isn’t a dream like me and she is really here. I help them out by slipping in behind her and wrapping my arms around her. She melts against me.

“Bet you wished you fuckers answered the door now, huh?” I tease. Hayze is the first to snap out of it. He reaches out, grabs the back of her head, and then leans down, resting his forehead against hers. She cups his face between her tiny hands. Tears scale down her cheeks and its only now I realize that this must have been just as hard for her as it was for us.

“I love you, Vivi baby,” Hayze whispers.

“I love you too,” she chokes out, then seals her lips to his. The sight brings a smile to my face. Before Hayze has a chance to deepen the kiss, Archer shoulders him out of the way, drawing a gasp from Vivian. Archer just stands there breathing hard as he looks at her. I feel her stiffen and tighten my hold, reminding her that I am right here and she isn’t alone.

“You never, and I mean fucking never, sacrifice yourself for us again, am I clear?” he growls. Hayze shoots him a scathing look, telling him to reign in his temper, but Archer ignores him.

“No.” My eyes widen at her reply. “I’ll do it all over a-fucking-gain if it means the three of you get to be free. Now, am I clear?” I bite my bottom lip to keep from smiling, our baby has claws and I fucking love when she uses them. “Are you going to kiss me or just stand there brooding?” Archer doesn’t need to be told twice, in an instant he has lips sealed to hers. I cut a glance to Hayze to gauge his reaction and find him smiling. It brings us all happiness to see her happy but not only that, just knowing that we are all in love with her and will do anything to protect her makes everything work.

“Okay, fucker, let’s take this inside because my balls are freezing,” Hayze bites out. Vivi breaks the kiss then turns to Hayze.

“I can help warm them.” The three of us practically fall over our own fucking feet like idiots as we shove her inside the house, lock the door and then Archer is dragging her into the living room. She pulls free of his hold for a second and pulls… an urn out of her pocket and places it on the counter. Hayze switches the TV off and I draw the blinds closed, while Archer drags her the remainder of the way, choosing not to ask about the urn and forces her to her knees. Hayze and I both come to stand beside Archer. Vivian looks at each of us with a hungry look in those beautiful blue eyes.

“You’re about to get punished. Choose a safe word, baby, because you’re gonna need it.” Her eyes widen to the size of dinner plates at Archer’s decree.

“Hospital?” she says, the three of us nod, that one works.

“Mouth open,” Hayze barks.

“Hands behind your back.,” I order. She does as she is told. The three of us push our pants down our legs and it’s no fucking surprise that we are all hard, it’s been fucking months since we have been inside of her and I know none of us will last long. She runs her eyes over all our cocks, then swallows audibly.

“Suck them,” Archer demands.

“Can I use my hands?” she asks.

“Fuck, yes,” Hayze answers. She doesn’t tease or try to make any of us beg, she needs this as much as we all do. Her lips wrap around Archer’s cock while her hands grip mine and Hayze’s, then begin pumping. My head falls back as a groan escapes me.

“Fuck!” Archer shouts. Vivian alternates between sucking each of us off and fuck me the feeling of her hot wet mouth wrapped around me is a feeling I will never be able to replicate. The sound of her slurping and gagging around each of us is euphoric and has me getting fucking hot.

I need to taste her.

I tangle my fingers in her hair and yank her head back. She whimpers from the loss of my dick in her mouth. I gently tug her to her feet by her hair, then release her as Archer and Hayze both take over and undress her. Arch drops to his knees in front of her as Hayze gets rid of the coat and peels her long-sleeve top over her head. Fuck, I can see her nipples poking through her pink bra. Archer peels her jeans down her legs to display a matching pink thong. The fact she is wearing a matching set tells us all she was the one who decided she was getting fucked tonight, not us.

My eyes glide down her perfect body as Hayze starts licking and sucking on her neck, drawing a moan from her. Archertosses her jeans to the side and sees the same thing I do, the pink scar on her leg from where that cunt broke it.

“Hey?’ she says, pulling both mine and Archer’s attention to her. Hayze unclasps her bra and lets her tits free. “I’m okay,” she says, trying to reassure us. Archer shakes his head trying to shake away the evil thoughts. She can see we both aren’t relaxing so she grips the waistband of her thong and pushes it down her legs, instantly we’re both distracted from our dark thoughts at the sight of her perfect pink pussy that is already glistening with need.

“You’re beautiful,” Arch rasps out. A shy smile crests her face. Hayze steps behind her, then reaches around and cups her full tits in his hands, twirling her nipples. She flings her head back against his chest and cries out.

“She’s perfect,” Hayze agrees.

“She was made for us,” I add just as Archer swipes his tongue through her folds. Vivian jerks in Hayze’s hold. I grip my dick and pump slowly, watching my girl as Archer eats her cunt. Her cries grow louder and louder until she is screaming out her release, clearly we aren’t the only ones who can’t last tonight.

“I need you all,” she breathes out. Hayze releases her and takes off down the hallway to get the lube no doubt. I shift around them and sit down on the sofa.

“Sit on my cock, baby,” I order. Vivian’s pupils dilate, then eagerly does as I instruct and climbs onto my lap. I line myself up with her entrance and then she slowly slides down onto me. Both of us moan—fuck, I can feel my balls already tightening and the instant I’m balls deep in her she flops forward.

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