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Aly nods at Cole’s question. “I would.” She looks to my pathetically shaking body, barely still restrainingmy orgasm. “Hawk, come over here and kneel next to Cole.”
I take a deep breath, readying myself for whatever may come. “Yes, ma’am.”
Full steam ahead.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Aly
Hawk drops to his knees beside Cole, their heads tilted to look up at me with their hands positioned stiffly in their laps. Pure submission, willingly catering to anything I’m about to ask of them. The power behind it is intoxicating.
I’ve never done anything like this—Domination. It’s not in my nature. Not the instinctual role I’m used to filling. The closest I’ve ever gotten was when I was mouthy with Hawk at our first exodus stop, directing him with precise clarity on how to kiss me... lick me... fuck me... worship me. Now, however, I’m forcing their restraint.
No ropes. No ties. No cuffs. Just sheer willpower keeping them where they are as Jax takes me however he wants. Hard. Soft. Fast. Slow. Anything goes. Anything to rile Hawk and Cole up so much that they go insane.
Do I honestly think they’re going to sit still during this entire charade? Absolutely not. In fact, I’m counting on them going feral from the brutal edging they’re about to receive. The rules are simple yet terrible. No touching themselves. No touchingmeuntil I allow them. Pure torture. Between the three of them, I’m going to be torn apart in molten hot ecstasy.
I can’t wait.
“Fuck, sweetheart, don’t make us wait,” Hawk breathes, leaning over to the side as he sways a little. His eyebrows furrow in concentration. Painfully focused.
I lift my hand, caressing the underside of his jaw. His eyes close on a shuddered breath and his abs, tightened with agony, contract and release. Contract and release. “Face each other,” I command. They immediately respond, doing as I ask. While Hawk is visibly shaking before me, Cole is the picture of serenity. He once told us about how he’d dabbled in both sides of the same coin, acting as both Dominant and submissive at various times in his adult life, but I never thought I’d see it play out before my eyes. Not with the relationship we’ve had until now. Not with how commanding his presence can be during ourscenes, and how satisfying it can be to obey him.
My other hand lifts to Cole’s cheek, duplicating the touch I’d given Hawk. As soon as my fingertips reach his face, he presses into me, a relaxing sigh releasing from his chest at the contact. His lashes flutter open to gaze into my eyes, complete adoration consuming him. “I fucking love you,” he whispers, the words having such resonance, I can feel them deep in my bones.
“And I love you. All three of you.” I look from Cole to Hawk, and then to Jax, receiving a lovingly knowing smile in return, before I turn back. “Safe words?” I ask, self-conscious that I’m asking one of them—the man that taught us all about kink safety and BDSM—if he knows what to do if it becomes too much, but neither of them offers any complaints. Simply responding, “Stoplight,” in unison.
I swallow and take a deep breath, noticing how close Hawk and Cole are to one another—their hardened dicks almost touching, only an inch or two separating them. My mouth waters as a tantalizing thought wanders through my brain. A fantasy, plucked from the depths of my depravity. One that I’ll never ask of them. Only present the opportunity as I have for them to choose for themselves.
Lowering myself to all fours, facing Hawk and Cole’s profiles, I beckon Jax over. Even though he’s already climaxed, his cock is rock hard once again, ready and waiting to fulfill my final wish.
“Ready for me, baby?” he purrs, low and dark, like gravel caught in his throat.
“Do with me as you wish. I’m yours to play with.” I lean further onto my elbows in front of him, my ass presented to Jax to have his way with. To enjoy any way he wishes. To make my guys so insane with lust that theroom transforms into a grappling ring of sex, carnality, and primal hedonism.
Hawk groans as I shake my hips and grin with giddy, sadistic anticipation. My evil idea re-enters my mind just as Jax lines himself up behind me, rubbing his length against my soaked core. “No looking.” Hawk and Cole each raise an eyebrow. Whether in confusion or defiance, it doesn’t matter. They’re not the bosses today. “And no touching me or yourselves to satiate the pleasure scorching through your bodies, either.” I lift my chin, waiting for them to turn their faces towards each other.
Hawk’s jaw grinds in frustration as he listens, shaking his arms out before turning to face away, and blowing out a heavy breath with the movement. I can just barely hear him muttering affirmations to himself as he settles on the carpet, almost as if he was about to enter a boxing ring for a fight. “Ok, we got this. We can do this. It’s just listening to her get fucked by Jax. We do this damn near every day. No big deal. Easy peasy, lemon squeazy.”
Cole, on the other hand... smiles. Not with humor or annoyance, but rather, something almost like pride overtakes his features. He takes a deep breath, squaring his shoulders as he mimics Hawk’s stance, and stares right back at him.
My tongue inches out to lick my lips. The silence around us makes the movement loud enough for the wet sound to travel straight from my mouth to their straining dicks, while my rasping voice adds to the heady mix. “Your ears will be your biggest enemy tonight, torturingyou with what you could have if you’re strong enough to withstand my game. Fail to abide by the rules, and you lose.”
As I punctuate the last word, Jax thrusts into me. His length, filling me completely. A shuddered moan lifts above us as Jax fully sheathes himself within me. “Fuck, baby. Time to win this fucking round.” Using his knees, he nudges my legs wider, forcing himself deeper and deeper. His hand pushes down on my upper back, forcing my chest all the way down to the carpet and my ass to pitch even higher into the air.
“Oh, shit!” I pant. The aggressive angle allows him to hit the end of me and bottom out, his enormous cock filling me to the brim and feeling even larger than normal. His hands move to my hips, grabbing and squeezing the meat of my ass as he pauses.
“Better hold on tight, baby. Remember, you asked for this.”
Fuck yes, I did!
I turn my head to look back at him, the side of my face pressed into the carpet. He winks back at me before his smirk falls, the ravenous beast coming out to play. It’s all the warning I get before he pulls out, just to the tip, and lets his feral lust consume him. He pounds into me, the force and speed threatening to break me in two.
Hawk and Cole tremble before me as a long keening moan flows from my lips. It feels so good. Jax tilts his hips and hits that hidden spot inside of me soperfectly I groan uncontrollably. The sound, a long never-ending reverberation throughout the small room, echoes back to Cole and Hawk. My hands fist against the carpet as Jax pummels the same spot over and over and over again.
“Fuck yes, Jax! Just like that. Don’t stop!”
Chapter Twenty-Four
