I don’t remember sharing with any of these other fuckers before, and I thought I might feel...something if it were to ever happen. Jealousy maybe. Anger. Hell, I don’t know. Instead, I’m so fucking turned on I can’t think straight. All I can do is simply watch as Mack practically stumbles back, the wall steadying him enough that he remains upright. His eyes are heavy lidded as he watches her turn her head and kiss Thad, my twin not at all bothered by tasting another brother’s cum. Instead, he groans, rolling to his back and taking Fate with him. Her legs straddle him, and with very little hesitation, he’s lining himself up and thrusting in, releasing a harsh breath when he’s fully seated inside her. Her body bows and her head drops back, the dark brown waves of her hair falling against her creamy skin as her groan reverberates around the room.
Now it’s my turn to squeeze my balls, watching her hips start to roll, her lithe body sensually riding my brother. His big hands are on her hips, moving her faster, thrusting up into her harder. Pulling her body up and slamming her down on his dick.
“Fuck!” he rasps. “Bro, I don’t think I’m going to be able to…”
“Oh, god. Thad. Please…” Fate’s pleas turn to gasps, her breasts bouncing with each hard thrust from my twin beneath her.
Fucker’s going to go without me. Selfish prick.
I glance at Knox, considering. “You up for it?” I ask. Knowing he understands exactly what I’m saying.
“Is that even a fucking question?” he growls, his eyes never leaving our girl as Thad fucks her like no one else is watching.
“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fucking fuccckkkk!” Thad shouts at the same time Fate cries out his name.
He thrusts a few last times, milking that tight ass pussy for every drop he can, and I can’t even blame him. I know how damn good she feels wrapped around your cock. She slumps forward, and he takes a second to catch his breath, lightly stroking her back and hair.
Knox walks up to the side of the bed, lifting our girl off of Thad. Her arms immediately come around his neck, her legs wrapping around his hips. She lifts her head long enough to smile up at him, a slightly drunken expression on her face. Drunk off orgasms. Bet that beats out wine or ice pops any day.
“You’re here,” she says softly.
“You think I’d be anywhere else?”
“No, sir,” she whispers.
Knox groans, maneuvering them both onto the bed, with her on top. She barely has the strength to hold herself up and lies across his chest. I hesitate while my dick weeps, demanding that we get inside her. Now. But she was already exhausted, and now she’s gotta be spent.
“Levi, don’t you even think about it. Get your ass over here,” she orders.
Chuckling, I walk up to the bed, climbing on and positioning myself behind her. She’s soaked, both from her own wetness and my twin’s cum. Swiping my finger through it, I bring it up to her back hole, rubbing it around, barely inserting a digit to prepare her for what’s to come. Ha! See what I did there? She’d love that. Inserting one finger, Knox’s patience has apparently run out because I feel him thrust into her, and she sighs. Fucking sighs. I can feel Knox’s shallow thrusts through the thin membrane that’s separating us, and I add another finger, stretching the tight ring of muscle.
Knox kisses her as he stills, giving me time to withdraw my fingers and line myself up. My hands wrap around her hips as I slowly slide the tip inside, my head falling back when her ass clenches around my dick. I slide in and pause, allowing her body to adjust and giving mine a chance to relax. I’m already perilously close to embarrassing myself.
“Fuck, Levi. Stop torturing all of us,” she growls.
As if that’s all my body was waiting for, I pull out and thrust back in, immediately doing it again. Knox matches my movements until we find a rhythm, each pull and push feeling like heaven. My eyes close, and I let my body just feel her warmth wrapping around my dick so tightly that I’m not going to be able to hold out long, especially with Knox’s dick sliding against mine as we both move inside her at the same time.
When I open my eyes, I find Cole standing next to the bed, his hands wrapped around her face as he fucks her mouth. She’s staring up at him, the look passing between them one I’m sure we’ve all shared. Love. Devotion. A promise that this won’t be the end.
That’s all it takes. I’m hurtling toward the edge, and there’s no stopping it.
“Fuck, I’m gonna…” I don’t even get to finish my sentence before I feel her body clench around mine, her orgasm slamming into her at the same time my entire body tenses. I’m coming with a roar, gripping her hips so damn hard I’m hoping I don’t leave bruises.
I can feel Knox still, and with a growl, he’s coming too, right as Cole’s head tips back and he grunts. We fill her up, and she takes every bit of what we have. There’s no blackness this time. No silent space that feels like home. I don’t have time to be concerned, though, as my gaze is drawn back to my sweets. The only woman that has ever captured my soul.
Despite my dick’s protest, I pull back, leaving her warmth. Now, she really does need to rest. Knox grunts as I climb off the bed, grabbing the warm washcloth that Mack is holding out to me.
Knox lifts her up and lays her back onto the bed, her body pliant in its orgasm-induced haze. Gently, I clean her up, caring for her in a way I’ve never felt the need to do for anyone else. She’ll still need a shower, but at least she won’t wake up to a sticky mess.
I glance around at my brothers as Macklin covers her up with a portion of the comforter. She’s already asleep, her hair spread out behind her in a just-fucked disarray that’s undeniably sexy and a flush to her cheeks that’s been missing these last couple of days.
“We need to find Asher. Leaving Fate alone and unguarded is not an option,” I say softly, not wanting to wake her, though a bomb could probably go off without disturbing her at this point.
“Let’s pow wow in the office in fifteen minutes,” Cole suggests. “We need to have some back up plans in place, just in case.”
“Agreed,” we all say in unison as we watch the woman we love sleep. We know we won’t see peace like this in the days ahead, so we’re soaking it up while we can.
The fireplace is roaring with flames that are warming the room, but everything feels cold, empty. It’s been like that almost from the moment the necklace settled on my chest. This vast space with just...nothing. At first, the silence was welcome. But now, it’s consuming my every thought as there is nothing to distract me from my current reality. I’ve always wished I could shut off my power. Experience the quiet everyone else gets to exist in. Now that I have, I’d take it back in a heartbeat.
Tonight was...there are really no words. Amazing just doesn’t quite cut it. The only way it could have been any better is if I could’ve felt what she was feeling, the sensations rolling over me in waves as she climaxed. Her pleasure skimming across my own as I watched my brothers take care of our girl. I keep telling myself I’ll get to experience all of that again. Soon. Otherwise, I’ll lose it, and that’s not what Fate needs right now. She needs me to be strong, so that’s what I’ll be. For her. There's a part of me that has its doubts. I'm so used to using the emotions that I sense to help me figure out my next step, to decide if I'm making the right choice. Without that backup...I'm just as lost as the rest of these assholes. I have to figure it all out on my own for once, and that's kind of terrifying.