Just between us, I was going to get that nut. Don't judge, especially if you've never been the desire of two lovers, both desperate to have you spread wide before them.
I learned quickly that night Bash was a man of his word. Draping one of my legs over his shoulder, he dove tongue first between my thighs.
Call me a greedy bitch, I gripped the back of his head with one hand and rode his face as I wrapped my free arm around Jax's neck and kissed him. Teasing his lips with nips, until he couldn't take it anymore and our mouths locked in a deep, toe-curling kiss. The way he liked it. I didn't mind giving this to him, just as he didn't mind turning my desire into reality.
This was us, the us I missed; wild, untamed and no fucking judgments.
Did I tell you; he was the one who pierced my clit and nipples? All while I had a double vibrator in my ass and pussy. And an O-ring gaping my mouth, for when he felt like taking a break to fuck my throat. It was the best two-week vacation I've ever taken. Plenty of sun, beach, Jax and best of all, I sucked and fucked enough dicks to make a bitch dizzy.
"How does my pussy taste?" he asked Bash, leaning around my shoulder to flick my nipple with his tongue and nibble on it. Clamping down on the half-moon nip-ring he tugged on it, stretching my nipple until it stung.
"Mm," was all Bash could manage, his face smashed into my crotch, his tongue a lash against my clit.
"Oh, mhm mm," I moaned, the first tingle of my orgasm starting deep in my pussy. "Yes, don't stop."
Hanging off Jax's neck, I rolled my waist and rode Bash's tongue. My climax was an explosion of liquid heat, drenching his face. The greedy fucker hummed his approval. He wrapped his arms around my thighs from beneath, lifted me full off the ground and spread me wide.
"Look at this pretty pussy. Love your fat clit." He dragged his tongue over my hot, throbbing flesh, flicking the pink barbell running through it. "It's like a mini cock."
Head bobbing, he worked the stiff bud, slurping and sucking on it, bringing me to the edge of another orgasm.
"Damn it Bash, I can't hold out any more. I need in that tight little pussy."
"Who the fuck is stopping you?" The man didn't let up, thrusting his tongue in my hole he fucked me like a crazed animal.
Jax's zipper coming undone was a sharp rip, mixed in with the sounds of my wet pussy slapping against Bash's chin each time his tongue drove into me.
"Fuck yes," I cried out, rocking back on Jax's dick sliding between my ass cheeks and pussy lips, using my cream as lube.
A rush of excitement ripped through me the moment I felt the head of his dick bump against Bash's tongue.
"Yeah," Jax growled. "Suck my dick."
I held my breath, my pussy spasming, waiting to see what Bash would do. Smiling up at us he licked Jax's shaft from the underside to the tip before he sucked the whole head into his mouth. I don't think I've ever been more turned on. Reaching between my legs, I played with my pussy, fucking myself with two fingers and getting off on the sight of Bash on his knees sucking off my man.
"Enough. Put my dick her pussy," Jax ordered.
Bash stroked him, as he leaned in and licked me clean from my asshole to my clit. Only then he complied, guiding Jax's dick to my entrance. The fat head barely brushed my hole and Jax holding me up from the underside of my thighs, thrust up into me.
"Fuck, I miss your tight cunt. You miss this dick, Princess?"
"Yes, daddy fuck me."
"Ah fuck." Jax bit down on my neck, not hard enough to draw blood, but, oh, shit it did me in every single damn time.
I detonated.
The sounds I made were not human. I came hard; Bash latched to my clit and Jax pummeling my pussy, fucking me through wave after wave of multiple orgasms.
"I'm coming." Jax hissed as if he couldn't believe it. "Fuck I'm coming."
Bash pulled his cock from my pussy and open his mouth, catching the first spurt.
"Ah, FUUCK." Jax roared, his voice cracking as Bash swallowed his cock and sucked him dry. His knees near buckled. "Fuck off," he chuckled, pushing Bash off him.
"It's been a while."
"Mm," Jax mumbled, setting me down.
I'm not jealous. Swear. But what the fuck did Bash mean by it's been a while? How long have these two fuckers known each other. And why have I never seen him before the night we met at Papa Knight's house?
I pulled Bash to me by his hard dick and kissed him deep, sucking the remains of Jax's cum off his tongue. The nastier the sex, the better. Grinding into me, hands moving over my body, rubbing and squeezing, he kissed me the way he ate my pussy. Not an inch of my mouth was left unexplored.
Jax's chest pressed into me from behind, and now I was wedged between two big ass men, revving up for round two. Bash's dick was still locked away in his pants, and I was desperate to see it, and fill my mouth with his balls. I bet they were big and full, like Jax's.
"Nathan," Jax said, looking across the lounge.
"You've got visitors. Not the kind she should be around."
A gasp escaped me as I broke the kiss, surprised by the intrusion of the third male voice.
Nate stood several feet away; one shoulder leaning against the wall, watching us. How long, I wouldn't know. My eyes dipped to the bulge at the front of his pants. Going by the evidence of his arousal, I'd say a fair bit of time.
"Come to join?" I asked.
He smirked. Pushing up off the wall. "Time to go."
An innocent face flashed before my mind's eye cutting off my protest as I'm reminded of Alana.
Shit. I promised the girl a fun time, and look where I ended up? A pinprick of guilt broke past the haze of lust clouding my head. Ah, damn no more fun for me, I decided picking my pants up and stepping into them.
"Where are you parked?" Bash asked Nate. Lifting his nose he sniffed the air. "Get her out of here," he said walking towards the ledge overlooking the street below.
"What's going on?" I turned from Bash to Jax, the cold tendrils of worry creeping in, cooling the pleasure heating my blood.
Jax held me close. "She's staying with me."
"You know I can't let that happened. Fuck." Bash wheeled away from the ledge. Marching over to us he got up in Jax's face. "Let's not end this night in a fight you can't win. She goes with him, and you and I, we go downstairs and handle your infestation problem."
A beat past, both locked in a heated stare down.
Then, Jax looked away. He sighed. "Fine." He gripped my shoulders as he turned me to face him. "Listen you're leaving with Nate. Do the fuck as he says, do you hear me, Princess? This is not the time to run off at the mouth."
"What's going on?"
I was scared. I went from having one of the best orgasms of my life to shit going sideways in the blink of an eye. Worse, the sons of bitches weren't telling me anything.
Jax shook my shoulders. Yes, shook my ass like a ragdoll. "No time for questions—"
A blood curdling scream filled the air.
"Shit." Bash shoved me toward Nate. "Move!"
"Wait, Alana. Nate, where's Alana?"
"She's fine." The big man hauled me off my feet.
The world tilted as he threw me over his shoulder and broke into a sprint. I looked up, back to where we'd left Bash and Jax.
"Oh my God, Jax!"
Too late.
In a blur of motion Jax and Bash jumped off the roof.
They moved so fast, my brain glitched. Why would they leap off the fucking building? I didn't even have time to question it. I was bouncing off Nate's shoulder as he raced down the stairs. Seconds later he burst out the emergency exit into the staff parking lot.
Fuck me. Regina was parked in front of the door, under the glow of a pot light. Nate all but folded me into a ball and shoved me into the back of the Range next to Alana and slammed the door behind me.
The Range was speeding out of the parking lot before I had time to sit up straight.
"Oh my God, Holi," Alana snatched my seatbelt, strapping me in like a toddler before retaking her own seat. "Are you okay?"
Am I okay? How do I answer that, when I was confused and scared for reasons I couldn't begin to explain. I nodded, yes. Jumping out of my fucking skin as something heavy hit us.
I don't know which side.
The Range skidded to a stop. Seconds later a body went flying off the roof. My mouth dropped open, watching as the person landed. Not in a heap of broken bones but stuck the landing in a crouch.
He popped up. Stretched, cracking his knuckles and rolling his neck to work the kinks out.
Regina put the Range in reverse and stepped on the gas, putting distance between us and the man.
"Oh, my goodness," Alana said with childlike exuberance as she reached into her clutch and pulled out a toy-sized gun.
"I know I asked this already, but can someone please tell me what the fuck is going on?"
"Your father has enemies," Nate said, flexing his right forearm.
His veins bulged, dark traceries mapping his skin. Tendrils of black smoke, crackling with red light, swirled around him. When he turned his gaze on me, his eyes were pitch-black orbs.
I shrank back, caught between the urge to run and piss myself.
"Stay calm," his black gaze pinned me to the spot. "Reggie will get us out of here in no time."
In real life, I mean real fucking life, I watched the tattooed gun vanish off his skin and rematerialize in his hand like it was an extension of him.
My mouth was already handing open, so it didn't have more to drop. Clearly, I was seeing things. "How…?"
"I don't how," he answered, mistaking my half-spoken question for something other than the impossibility I'd just witnessed. "But it's safe to say they've learned of his weakness."
"Me?" I barely register the question falling from my lips, I'm too damned stunned.
"Yep," he deadpanned, pointing the massive gun out the window at the man standing in the middle of the street.
"Oh, don't worry Holi, we won't let anything happen to you." I turned my head, to look at the girl next to me, grinning up at me with the tiny gun in her hand; her bright blue eyes glazed with that familiar sleepy haze.
My own eyes widened with horror, who were these people?
A loud clap snapped my attention forward. I jumped, ducking low as Nate fired a second, then a third ball of white-fire in rapid succession at his target.
Have you ever seen anyone dodge a bullet? I had. Witnessed it with my two damn eyes.
Nate pulled his arm back into the vehicle and closed the window. The gun vanished from his hand, melting back into the image inked on his skin.
"Let's see you dodge this, motherfucker." He punched a button on the dash, and the surrounding darkness turned to daylight.
The man shrieked, face twisting into a gruesome mask. Red eyes glared back at us, flashing jagged teeth as he withered and twisted into unnatural angles. His pale skin bubbled and blistered, splitting open and oozing blood.
What I was seeing didn't make sense. The man was not a man, but a creature with fangs. His nails had elongated into talons, and he clawed at himself, sloshing off the burnt flesh. The light, the pain it caused was driving him mad.
He dropped to all fours and scrambled away like a crab, fleeing into the dark. The ungodly sound coming from him was ear-splitting.
I clapped my hands over my ears, praying for it to stop.
"Go." Nate told Regina.
She slammed her foot on the gas and didn't stop again until we were parked at the front entrance to the mansion. I didn't move. Shit happened and my mind was still reeling, trying to make sense of it.
The double doors burst open.
"Where is she?" Olida breezed out of the house, her hair in big curlers and housecoat flying behind her as she rushed toward me. "Was she hurt?"
"No," Nate answered.
"Well thank fuck." This came from Ash who I hadn't noticed had followed his sister out the door. "Let's get her inside. We'll need to wipe her."
Wipe me? I looked down, horrified I might've pissed myself. Nothing. Relief washed over me. I still didn't know what they meant, and I had a feeling if I asked, I'd just get more tight-lipped evasion.
"I'll do it." Olida said.
Ash paused. "Are you sure?"
Olida cut him a look over her shoulder, that said 'don't fuck with me.'
In response he rolled his eyes, as if the whole interaction was a bore and a waste of his time. He turned on his heels and walked toward the door.
"You and Alana had fun tonight." Olida grinned at me.
A strange feeling came over me, and I became hyperfocus on her voice and words. "Yeah," I nodded, grinning like a ninny with not a worry in the world.
"My pretty niece." She gushed. "I bet all the boys wanted your number."
For a second I paused, slow to remember. Then I laughed, recalling the boys she spoke of, asking for my number. I couldn't picture their faces, but I could hear their voices clearly. And the more she continued to speak the more I saw the night unfolding just as she described.
Yeah, we had a blast I agreed.
"You're tired." Olida said.
Tired. Hmm, I can't say I was before she said it, but the moment the words left her mouth I couldn't keep my eyes open to save my life. Nate hoisted me up in his arms and carried me into the house.
The last thing I remembered was Alana tucking me into bed.
I dreamt…no, I had a nightmare of redeyes chasing me down a dark alley.
If only I knew how close to home those red eyes where or how much of a premonition that damned nightmare would be.