Page 19 of Resurrection
I look up to Cole for direction and he cocks his eyebrow, also waiting for me to get my head out of my ass. What the fuck am I missing? Is it possible that they actually fucked me stupid and my brain just isn’t braining anymore? I mean... it’s possible. I think for a second longer and then it hits me like a freight train.
Noooo, that’s not what he meant. Couldn’t be. Could it?
“Show him, Aly. You heard him. He wants you toshowhim what’s his. What’s all of ours,” Cole taunts.
Jax waits behind me as my understanding dawns but I can’t seem to get myself to do the act. It seems too dirty. Too debasing. Too degrading. Hawk has mercy on me, however, and offers some assistance, grabbing my hands from his shoulders and placing them on my ass under his. Together, we pull my cheeks apart, the flesh still sensitive from the earlier punishment, and present my holes to Jax.
He remains still, apart from a single finger running a line up and down, teasing the crack of my assall the way to where Hawk’s dick remains fully seated within me.
“Gorgeous?”
“Yes, Doc.”
“Time to check-in. Are you ok with this? Do you want Jax to fuck your tight little asshole while Hawk takes your pussy at the same time?
I take a moment to catch my breath before nodding, my energy almost depleted.
“Words, Aly.”
“Yes, Doc.”
“That’s our girl. Always wanting to get her holes filled by us. Our beautiful little slut. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, Doc.” I shiver at his filthy mouth, his words going straight to my core.
“Tell him, then. Tell him how much you want it as he preps your pretty little asshole to take more than just his fingers.”
“Fuck!” I whimper, my eyes automatically closing as Jax’s finger presses into me before retreating and adding another, stretching and filling me to his knuckles.
“Holy shit…,” Hawk grinds out, his head thrown back into Cole’s chest as his hips begin to rock up into me. “I can feel your fingers, man. Hurry up and get in her before I blow.”
“Patience,” Jax replies easily, taking his time to make sure I’m ready for him. I reopen my eyes just in time to see Hawk’s cross as Jax presses in further, twisting and spreading his fingers as he prepares me.
“Tell him, Aly,” Cole repeats, his low, commanding tone brokering no negotiation. “Be a good girl for us and use your words. Let’s hear your desires loud and clear as they spill out of your beautifully filthy mouth. I know you can do it.” At his words, my hips start to move on their own, chasing both Hawk’s dick and Jax’s fingers. I want more. I want it all.
“Please! Please, Jax… Fuck my ass. Please! I want it. Ineedit!” My pleas and sobs melt together as they edge me closer and closer to another orgasm. “Please, Jax… take my ass!” I spread myself wider, the act forcing Jax into action.
“Oooh, that’s such a beautiful sound: listening to you beg for his cock deep in your ass,” Cole praises. “What a good girl you are for us. Such a cock hungry little vixen.”
“Aah… fuck me…,” Jax groans behind me. “You’re gonna have to forgive me later for this, baby.” The pressure on my asshole suddenly increases tenfold before I feel him breech my opening, bottoming out in two determined pushes. His hips press tightly against my reddened flesh, allowing me to adjust for a moment or two, before he loses all sense of restraint and starts pummeling my hole. If he didn’t already prep me, his punishing thrusts would hurt like a bitch, but thankfully, all of my guys know how to prepare me for anal, so it doesn’t hurt nearly as much as it could have. In fact, the sublime feeling of both of them within me is absolutely indescribable as I’m flung into a cosmic state of euphoria.
“FUCK YES!!!” Hawk yells as his thrusts become more and more powerful. “Gaaah, holy... Jesus! Fuck me, that feels good. Shit!”
Unable to move or do much of anything else besides enjoy the sexy man-wich-ride, I quickly realize I’m in a staring match with Cole’s dick and frothing at the mouth for a taste of him. He doesn’t ask me to touch it or do anything, but rather, is content running his hand up and down his length while taking in the scene in front of him. He’s focused on my safety but oblivious to the dirty thoughts churning in my head. At least I thought he was, until he turns his gaze to mine and sees my hunger for him, plain as the nose on my face.
“Cole, I need you,” I whimper. The single plea is all I say before I open my mouth wide and stick my tongue out in a gesture of absolute submissive glory.
He smirks devilishly and, in a split-second, palms the back of my head and pushes my face down onto his dick. I gag and sputter at first, but after a few seconds I relax my throat, allowing him to drive his cock deep in a punishingly slow rhythm.
Hawk must feel it too because he grabs my hip in a death grip with one hand, surely leaving bruises in an attempt to temper his impending orgasm. With the other, he reaches up and curiously fingers my neck as Cole fills me repeatedly. “Damn sweetheart… I can see his dick pushing on your throat. Fucking hell…,” he says softly, a little in awe at the visual taking place inches from his face. Tilting his head towards me, he plants his mouth against my neck, kissing my flesh and feeling Cole’s assault on his own lips. “Fuck...,” he repeats with a growl, the word echoed by both Jax and Cole.
On the cusp of explosion, the intensity of their thrusts heighten as they pound into every hole I have available with unrestrained fury. The loud slaps of skin on skin resonate throughout the room, urging them to go even faster, even harder, and throwing me into a final orgasm so powerful I nearly blackout as I tighten around each of them.
Cole wraps his arm around Hawk’s shoulder, his fingers pressing tightly into his chest to pull him closer as his other hand holds my head steady, my mouth to his base. He pulses, filling my mouth just as Hawk and Jax each thrust one final time, roaring their release while filling my pussy and ass to the brim with their cum.
I feel it leak out as they pull their cocks from me, but I’m too spent to care. I’m sure the guys will clean me up, as they usually do. Maybe even carry me back into the other room for a proper bath and to use the toilet. But for now? For me? I lack the energy to do anything more than fall over to the side of everyone, pass out where I land, and allow blissful sleep to take over.
Cole was right. Fucking fireworks.
