Page 55 of Twisted Ruck

I pictured him standing in the doorway, watching. Stepping over to me and pushing his pants down to slide his cock into my mouth. I'd suck him hard harder than he'd ever been sucked before. Right before he pulled out of my mouth and came all over my face and hair.

That thought had me coming so hard, my release gushed out of me, all over Jay's cock and lap.

"Holy—" Then Jay came too. Thrusting frantically up into me as he spilled himself inside me, his release mingling with mine. He ground himself against me hard, drawing out both of our orgasms for as long as he could.

I'd just started to catch my breath when Atlas stood and pressed his cock between my lips the way Ramsey did in my fantasy.

"You looked hungry," he remarked.

I looked up at him with smiling eyes and sucked, one hand on his balls, the other still on Jay's shoulder. His cock still inside me.

Atlas thrust a couple of times, fucking my mouth right there in the arena locker room without a care in the world. His hips swayed with each thrust, driving him deep each time andmaking me gag, but neither of us pulled away. Not until he came, squirting salty, delicious cum into my mouth.

I pulled my lips off his cock with a pop and pressed them to Jay's. When he opened his mouth, I let the cum trickle inside.

He smiled and gestured for Atlas to lower his mouth to his, passing the cum back to the big inside centre.

Atlas swished it around in his mouth a few times before lowering his mouth to mine and giving it back.

I made a sound of appreciation in the back of my throat and swallowed it all down. Every delicious drop.

"No wonder the other guys are obsessed with you," Jay said. "I think I am too."

"IknowI am," Atlas said. "I'm obsessed with both of you. Neither of you are getting rid of me now. You're both mine and I'm yours."

"All yours,"Jay agreed.

They made it sound so simple, all I could do was smile. And hope like hell, things didn't get any more complicated.

"We should go," I said. "We should definitely do this again. Maybe with the other guys next time. "

"Maybe," Atlas said with a shrug. "One step at a time."

"Yeah, one step at a time," I said softly.

There were other things I needed to take care of first. Like making sure my brother knew not to mess with any of my guys. That might be easier said than done.

Chapter Twenty-One

Chelsea

"It's been so longsince both of you were here for dinner." Mum didn't bother to hide her delight. "I can't remember the last time the four of us sat down together."

"It was about four months ago," I said. I sat down on the couch next to my brother and placed my phone on the coffee table in front of me. Screen down, like always. When I was here, I was always as present as I could be.

Mum frowned. "It feels longer than that. Anyway, make yourself comfortable. The spaghetti will be ready soon."

"My favourite." Ice rubbed his stomach.

"That's why I made it." She happily disappeared into the kitchen, leaving us alone in the living room.

"I keep trying to convince her to move in with me so I can eat home-cooked meals every day," Ice remarked. He laced his hands behind his head and leaned back against the couch.

"Are you trying to tell me there's four of you living in that house and none cook?" I teased.

"Oh, we cook, but Mum's cooking is better than ours. That's why we all love coming here to eat." He propped his feet on the coffee table. "They'd be here tonight, but Mannix had a thing, and took Kennedy and Ares with him."

I eyed him, only the fact he wasn't wearing shoes kept me from scolding him. If Dad saw him with his feet on the table, he'd have something to say.

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