Page 91 of Hate the Game
He swore and gripped her hair. “We’ll explore that later.”
***Cole***
Iwas in heaven just buried in Savannah’s tight pussy but I was fighting to be still. I wanted to fuck her. More than I wanted to breathe. “Fuck, guys, I’m dying here.”
Jax’s response was to press his dick against her ass. I felt her body tighten and clench down as he tried to get just the tip inside. He was already breathing hard and sweating by the time he managed to breach her tight hole.
Savannah’s hands braced on my chest and her nails bit deep as she let out a loud keening sound that could’ve been pleasure or pain. At least until I felt her inner muscles vibrating and clamping down on my dick as she came again. I’d lost count of how many times she’s come but it would never be enough.
With a few breaks for her it took what felt like an ungodly amount of time to get Jax buried just as deep as I was. I was shaking from the strain of holding still. Ryder had already pulled out of Savannah’s mouth multiple times to avoid coming faster than he wanted to. Jax was over us, face red and veins pulsing as he used the last of his self-control to let her adjust to our size.
I could feel every little thing when he slowly pulled out and then pushed deep again. I couldn’t be still for another second so I flexed my hips and fucked her in tight, little thrusts. Jax didn’t stop his slow fucking, didn’t give her a break from the intensity. She was screaming around Ryder’s dick but she hadn’t slapped either of us.
“Fuck her, assholes. She’s about to suck my soul out through my dick.” Ryder gripped the sides of her head and began using her mouth the way he wanted to.
Jax looked at me and nodded. He pulled her hips up just enough for me to be able to really fuck her with full, hard strokes. And then he joined in. We tried to time it so when he pulled out I thrust in but it didn’t take very long for us to both become uncoordinated and sloppy. The room was filled with the sounds of our groans and growled curses. Her name was a constant.
Savannah tensed again, slower that time. Her nails drew blood from my chest as she clenched tight. Her pussy muscles squeezed me tighter and her muffled cries grew louder until she grew impossibly tight and then camehard. It was too much for me. I shouted her name and buried myself as deep as I could get. As her juices flooded I added to them with jet after jet of come.
Ryder was next, shouting as he came down the back of her throat. She choked on it but never released the seal her mouth had on him, even while she came.
Finally, Jax slapped her ass once, twice, three times before thrusting erratically and then holding himself deep. He came silently but his hands clenched down on Savannah’s hips hard enough to bruise.
The aftershocks continued for minutes, all of us frozen in place as our bodies slowly relaxed enough for us to separate. There was the awkwardness of Jax easing his way out of her ass while she whimpered and buried her face in my chest. I tookadvantage of it and held her tight as I slipped free. Ryder and Jax settled on the bed on either side and we were all quiet as we caught our breath and let our brains catch up with what we’d done.
The longer Savannah was quiet the more nervous I felt. Had it been too much for her? Was she regretting it? I didn’t know what I’d do if she did because I was fucking lost for her. I loved her. I loved her and I wasn’t willing to lose her.
She grunted and lifted her head to look at me. “You’re squeezing me, Cole.”
I swore and loosened my grip. I wanted to say something, to ask her if she was okay, but my tongue was tied.
“If we’re going to keep doing this I need y’all to work on the after. Y’all are being awkward.” Of course, Savannah had the energy and audacity to complain about us after what we’d just done to her. “Seriously, one of you needs to talk or I’m going to assume you left your brains behind with your come.”
Ryder grunted. “I do feel a little braindead.”
She laughed and then shocked the shit out of us by sliding off the bed and standing at the end of it, hands on her hips. Completely naked with come running down her thighs, she was a vision. My dick reacted to the sight of her and she quirked an eyebrow at me before ignoring it.
Jax sat up and groaned. “Shouldn’t you be tired?”
From the look on Savannah’s face I knew she was going to say something that ended with us fucking her again. “I’m a Texan, pretty boy. I’m used to riding and can’t just stop my day because my horses get tired.”
I barked out a laugh and shook my head. “You’re going to have to be carried out of here in a wheelchair.”
Jax was already reaching for her. “Let’s see how you like it when the roles are reversed. On your hands and knees, Savannah.”
She twisted her hair around her finger. “And if I don’t wanna?”
Jax launched himself out of bed and had her on her hands and knees facing us in seconds. Her eyes were bright with lust and happiness as she watched me and Ryder. Jax gripped her hair tight as he thrust deep. “Come on, Texas, beg to service your men while you get ridden to hell and back.”
Before she did just that, Savannah surprised us again by going warm and soft. “I love y’all. Probably too much.”
“I love you, too, baby.” Jax bent forward and kissed her shoulder. “We all love you. And there’s no such thing as too much.”
Savannah’s head dropped and when she looked back up at us, she had the biggest smile on her face. “Y’all are obsessed with me, aren’t you?”
Jax growled and slapped her ass. “You’re impossible. You’re going to be a pain in our asses for the rest of our lives, aren’t you?”
If she clocked his reference to the rest of our lives she didn’t show it. She just flashed us all a cocky smile and shrugged. “Seems only fair since you’re going to be a pain in mine.”
