Page 43 of Resurrection
“Fuck it,” Hawk gasps as he leans in, grabbing the back of my neck and pressing his mouth to mine. It’s brutal. Punishing. An all-encompassing frenzy of lips and tongues and teeth and absolute perfection. We were close enough earlier when we went down on Aly that we practically already ventured down this route, but it wasn’t as blatantly obvious as it is right now, front and center for our entire world to see.
“Oh, my God. Fuck yes!” Aly gasps, then moans loud enough to probably draw any zombie lurking within a five-mile radius straight to us. I smile against Hawk’s lips, knowing she sees us and is loving every damn minute we let our guards down and enjoy each other. It gives us all the consent we need from her to continue. Her approval goes straight to my dick as well as Hawk’s, both cocks jumping with desire in our grips.
The echoes of her flesh being pounded into by Jax reverberate throughout the room, adding to the heady symphony we’re creating. “That’s so—” Aly starts, the hot slapsof skin on skin grow faster and faster... “—fucking—” and Hawk’s grip on my cock becomes firmer, driving me closer and closer to that edge. “—hot!” I do the same to him, pumping his length in time with the cadence of Jax’s fucking, absolutely tearing into Aly with every thrust. “Oh, fuck! I’m coming...I’M COMING!!!” The fact that this is pushing her right over the edge is all the reassurance I need to suddenly pull away from Hawk’s mouth. His jaw drops, and his breathing picks up even more as I take both our dicks and place them within one of my hands. His eyes glaze over with lust and satisfaction, his excitement barely contained. Sliding our cocks against one another within my fist, I lean down and spit on them, slicking them up enough that my hand glides against our conjoined skin. Hawk visibly shudders within my grasp, moaning at the contact and the filthy act. I grin wickedly and groan as my free hand wraps around Hawk’s neck, pulling him closer and allowing me to dive back into our kiss, deepening it and driving us to our end.
Within seconds, we erupt, spilling our cum all over one another and groaning our releases into each other's mouths, our stomachs, chests, and groins all splattered with a reminder of what we’ve just done. A moment later, Aly and Jax join us, falling into their own orgasms with vibrant, colorful moans.
Coming down from our highs, I turn my gaze to Aly and Jax, my face still pressed against Hawk’s, as I see them draped over one another on the floor, both gleaming with pleasure and satisfaction. There’s not anounce of remorse or judgement in their gazes as they smile in our direction. I grin, giving Aly a wink, and then turn back, placing my forehead against Hawk’s to silently check in, taking a deep look into how he actually feels about what just happened. His eyes droop with fulfillment, his smile lazy and content. Then, softly, so softly, he whispers, “No regrets.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Aly
Hurting absolutely beautifully from last night, I groan as I take in my guys piled on the bed around me. It’s a tight squeeze on the full-size mattress, but comfortable. Soothing. The close proximity is a balm for each of us after what we’ve endured, and continue to survive through, on our journey to Tryon Palace.
Who knew a trip that would have been a simple two-to-three-hour car ride in normal times would turn into... wellthis?
I’d like to assume that, after an hour of driving, we’ve at least made it halfway, but I’m not quite sure. We stumbled upon this place in the middle of the night, and until we start to see a town or a cross street, guessing is all wecando. To be honest, I’m perfectly find resting here for a few days if we’re able.
Especially after last night.
I had high hopes for my little game. Was waiting for them to say fuck the rules and pounce on me like animals. To rip me away from Jax and use me like their little fuck puppet until first light and even after that. But when they reached for each other’s cocks? My world imploded. My wildest fantasies had become real in stunning vibrancy. And then... When they kissed? I thought I’d died right then and there. Gone to heaven, was greeted by the angels, and was gifted one final wish before I passed through those pearly gates. But it was real. And beautiful. And... absolute stunning perfection.
Am I sad I didn’t get to join in? That they didn’t include me in their explorations? Not at all. Hawk and Cole did exactly what they wanted and needed to do at that moment. My little game just so happened to give them the nudge they needed to act on their concealed desires. Besides, I know they love me, and can guarantee, after witnessing the chemistry exploding between them and Hawk’s declaration of‘no regrets’, there will be other times for us to push those boundaries again.
Lifting my arms over my head, I arch my back, stretching my stiff muscles and cracking my aching bones with a light moan. The soft sound brings the arm wrapped around my stomach to life. I know women are typically attracted to a guy’s chest, bulging arm muscles, perfect teeth, or a firm, taut ass—which I totally am, don’t get me wrong, and my guys absolutely fill that quota—but there’s something to be said for a man with gorgeous hands. Drawn to it like a moth to a flame, Isimply cannot tear my eyes from the veiny goodness of Cole’s hand flexing on my stomach.
In the past, I would have lifted his hand and directed it to my hip, my boobs, anywhere but there—definitely not there—but as I arch my back even further, allowing him to really grab at me, I can’t seem to care one bit. He loves my body, just as the others do, and I will gladly let them have every bit of me that they want, even the extra loose skin on my belly.
Cole groans behind me, pressing his hard length against my hip while nudging my shoulder with his nose, and then his teeth. He nips at my skin, pulling me further against him and his gigantic cock just as Jax notices on my other side.
“Nope. Mine. Get back over here.” He grumbles groggily while throwing his leg over my hip, holding me hostage. The massive limb covers me almost completely from my stomach to my toes, and captures Cole’s hand in between us... as well as kneeing Hawk right in his face.
“Aaaaah...,” Hawk groans from between my legs, caught quite literally between two hard places as Jax settles his leg on top of Hawk’s shoulders and back. “Dude...,” he mumbles.
“What?”
“DUDE,”he implores. My giggles, no longer able to be held back at the sight before me.
“What??” Jax repeats unbothered, not even opening his eyes at Hawk’s annoyance.
“It’s not fucking funny!” Hawk’s muffled protests are barely discernable over my reeling laughter. He lies there, on his stomach, sandwiched in between my legs, and face-to-face with Jax’s crotch. Jax’s verynakedcrotch since we all went to bed without worrying about clothing last night.
Deciding this was the perfect time to tease me, Cole slips his hand underneath Hawk’s head, locates my clit with expert finesse, and primes me to molten lava. Unable to keep it in, I moan and search for Cole’s mouth, but he presses his nose against my chin, turning me towards Jax’s waiting lips. He presses against me, earnestly rocking his hips into my side as he does so.
“IT’S FUCKING GROWING!!!”
Jax pulls back, chuckling to himself. “Yeah, well I warned you. I’vebeenwarning you. And you just don’t listen. If you’re gonna be down there, mouth open, next to my dick, when you know we’re all buck ass fucking naked, you gotta understand the potential consequences.” He rocks his hips again, groaning as his lips return to mine, our tongues clashing in the early morning, but then...Hawk screeches.
“IT’S TOUCHING MY CHIN! IT’S TOUCHING MY CHIN! OFF! OFF! OFF!” Hawk’s arms and legs flair so much in his protests he accidentally nut-checks Cole and Jax, sending them both grunting a collective, heaving groan as they fall off their respective sides of the bed.
Hawk quickly rises to his knees and stares down at Jax. “If you’re gonna have your dick out for all to see, it better be ready to roll with the punches!”
“Bro, what the fuck did I do?!” Cole groans from the floor.
Hawk lifts an accusing finger in our Doc’s direction. “You’re an accessory to murder.”
“Murder of fucking what?!”
