Page 16 of A Moment Too Soon

Rebecca

For the remainder ofthe day yesterday, we relaxed in bed. A few times his men would come up and give us updates, but we were alone the vast majority of the time. We watched movies and got to know one another. Jerome is honestly a sweet guy. He never really wanted to run the mafia, but now he is. I never imagined myself in this situation, but here we are.

I got a chance to talk to Jett when he and I took a shower together last night, and we’re both happy here. It feels so natural. We are confident that we are safe. We have received nothing but overwhelmingly positive feedback from Levi doing a deep dive on him. He has never been known to hurt innocent people. He protects women, children, and overall innocent people. The only people he has ever actually gone after deserve it. He is a businessman with loose morals. Jett and Wilderliterally murdered someone for Arden, so I don’t really see it any differently than what they did for her.

Garrett has been found and is currently tied up in the basement. The plan is when everyone comes for lunch, they will also get a show. Jerome will give them the opportunity to take revenge, but I’m the one who ultimately has the right to kill him. I stayed awake last night thinking about what I wanted to do, and ultimately, I’m going to make it quick. He does not deserve any more time than what I’ve already given him. He has taken up space in my brain for years, and I just want rid of him. He deserves a slow and painful death, but I deserve a swift revenge. I will simply put him on his knees and put a gun to his forehead just like he has done to me countless times, only I won’t be too scared to pull the trigger. I never doubted that Garrett was capable of killing me, but fear lurked in his eyes, and he never pulled the trigger. I won’t make that mistake.

When we woke up this morning, Jerome asked what I was dreaming about. Apparently, I was having night terrors. I was screaming and begging for someone to stop hurting me, and he assumed it was Garrett, but it was not. This led to the full explanation of what Jett and I endured years ago that led to me settling for Garrett. The rage on Jerome’s face was incredible to see, and I knew the moment we told him that those five would cease to exist soon. Once I stopped crying, he picked up his phone and called one of his men. He simply told him their names and where they were located. Within the hour, he received a few calls, confirming that they had died in prison. Jerome has gone above and beyond to avenge all of the bad things that have happened in our lives. I don’t know what we didto deserve a man like him leading us, but Jett and I have, and will happily, go to our knees for this man.

I will always be subservient to Jett, and he will always dominate me, but Jerome is our master. That much is clear.

We had an in-depth conversation this morning about how this dynamic will work. Essentially, Jerome is our master, so we will always bend for him. I am subservient to both of them, but Jerome will never dominate in the sense that would mean he controls how Jett dominates me. He will give the respect of working with himwithme rather than taking full control of the entire dynamic. In other words, I get the pleasure of watching two dominant men dominate me, but one of them easily melts for the other.

They both know that Jett will reach a level of comfort where he will dominate Jerome. Jerome has already stated that he is a switch, and he will happily bend for Jett on occasion. I simply cannot wait to see what he will do to him. I know that the dynamic will shift and grow as we settle into our comfort zones, and I’m excited about what the future holds.

Maybe this relationship didn’t start in the most traditional of ways, but I’ve never been more confident of anything in my entire life. These two men are my life now.

I lean over the bed to grab something, but I’m promptly pushed into the mattress. My scream is muffled as Jerome slams into my pussy and starts fucking me at an unrelenting pace. This is the third time since eight this morning that he’s cornered and fucked the life out of me. It’s like he’s addicted to the wayI scream. I am in no way complaining, though, because I’m addicted to the way they make my belly hurt.

Jerome goes fast and hard, forcing rapid-fire orgasms out of me. He growls as he shoves deep to come, and I am panting. “Christ, Jerome. Do you ever run out of come?” I ask.

“I don’t know. Definitely want to find out though,” he chuckles. He takes a moment to clean my body before standing me up. I see Jett is close by and absolutely ready to pounce on him. I sidestep, and Jerome turns around, only to get shoved onto the mattress. Jett absolutely planned this because Jerome is not expecting it when his knees are pushed to his chest and Jett slams into his ass. The guttural groan that comes out of Jerome is like fucking music to my ears.

“Fuck!” Jett moans. “So fucking tight.”

I move over and start stroking his cock as Jett pounds into him. “Oh God! Fuck, that’s good. Jesus fucking Christ, harder,” Jerome begs. I smile brightly at Jett as I jump up and gather the parts for the machine. When I return, we quickly switch everything over so that the silicone casting of his cock is pounding into him at an inhumanly fast speed while the sucking machine milks his cock beautifully. Jett cleans up before he positions himself so that he is kneeling above Jerome. He holds the back of Jerome’s neck so his head leans back before pushing down his throat.

“Oh… Go-,” Jett moans when Jerome starts sucking him hard. Jett turns absolutely fucking feral as he violently fucks his mouth. Neither of them have beenthisaggressive with me, butthey are to each other. It’s as though they are trying to break each other, and it’s beautiful to see.

Jerome’s body is trembling as countless orgasms are forced out of him. When Jett comes and Jerome drinks him down, I take the opportunity while he is vulnerable to immediately straddle his face. Jett laughs when Jerome bands his arms around my thighs and pulls me down on his mouth. He starts to suck my clit as I rock my hips, creating a tugging sensation that has me coming immediately. My attempt to dominate him just backfired because I can’t pull away from him. Not only that, but Jett finds it somewhere inside of him to go one more time and grabs my face to shove down my throat. I am screaming around his cock as Jerome forces orgasms out of me so effortlessly that it makes my body tremble in perfect synchrony with his. The machines torturing Jerome are truly the ones in charge, because it’s like a chain reaction moving through all of us.

Jett comes, and I think he is moving away from us, but as Jerome continues to suck the life out of me, Jett pushes something into my ass. The vibration is so fucking strong that it radiates through my belly and drags an orgasm forward that nearly stops my heart. It doesn’t let up until suddenly my arousal floods out of me. Jerome growls as he drinks from my pussy, and everything goes black.

The next thing I know, my eyes snap open, and they are both on either side of me, propped up on their elbows, looking down at me. They both laugh when my eyes go wide at the realization that I passed out. We are all dressed, and I am confused.

“Hi,” Jett laughs.

“Woah,” I say.

“You tried… so hard,” Jerome says, leaning down to kiss me. I melt as we share our first kiss, and it relaxes me.

“I tried… you won,” I say softly. “Jett won, though.”

“Fuck almighty. Yes, he absolutely won,” Jerome laughs.

“I love hearing you beg for him,” I say.

“I love hearing you scream for us,” Jerome counters.

“Boss,” a man says from the doorway. We sit up; the man has his hand over his eyes, making me cackle.

“What do you need, Edgar?” Jerome laughs.

“The families of Bex and Jett are here. I have them waiting in the living room,” he says.

“Everyone is dressed, Edgar, but thank you. We will be down in just a moment,” Jerome says.

“Oh good. Your dick scares me,” Edgar says, dropping his hand.

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