“Ridge,” Cass calls out to me. Coming to my ear, he whispers. “Keep her busy. This wasn’t supposed to happen but she broke in. Get her a shower and fed. We’ll talk over dinner.”
Nodding, he taps my shoulders. Offering the others a salute, he laughs. “Loosen up, it’s not like someone died.”
Ten chuckles at that, but he’s the only one amused. Not even Colt smiles. Probably thinking it’s too soon. That, or she’s mad he whispered in my ear.
She knows.
She fucking knows.
“Shower,” I mention, scratching my head absently. Cassidy’s already inside and I’m left with the three stooges, wanting nothing more than to be alone with Colt and fuck her into distraction. Since we slept together, I’ve randomly been hard.
Not once has this ever been an issue, let alone something I’ve had to worry about. Yet, here I am, thinking of being inside her again, wanting to taste every inch while she screams my name.
“Only if you tell me what he told you,” she challenges, her arms across her chest. And fuck does it make her hard nipples the least distracting part of her.
For some reason that sounded like a bet and instead of giving in, I go to her, lifting her over my shoulder.
“Bridger, you freaking caveman, let me down!” She smacks at my back, growling like an upset kitten and it’s fucking adorable.
Spanking her ass roughly, making sure it’s loud and visible to the guys, she squeaks. “More where that came from, brat. Test me.”
She continues her wiggling and I carry her inside. “If y’all want to watch, I’ll gladly allow it,” I tease, insinuating everything. Ten’s eyes perk up, but the other two scowl like I’ve pissed in their cereal.
Colt continues her loud squawking and I make sure her ass gets major repercussions for the exaggerating brattiness.
After our time in the library, though, I’m well aware she’s a masochist in the bedroom, and whether this moment is because she needs to be fucked or simply wants the pain, I’ll be fulfilling whatever need she has.
“Keep squirming, Starless, and I’ll give you something to truly make you squirm. I know you love your ass red and your cunt wet. Don’t think I won’t fuck you in front of each of them so they know I’m your monster and I plan to own every hole of yours.”
“Fuck,” Ten hisses. “You’re making me hard, prick.”
“Not my fault you’re wanting to be dicked down, Tennison. Ask your little bitch to fuck you to completion.”
I hear Jordan cough behind me somewhere and Tennison choke on air. “When did you get so vocal?” Lux butts in, and I don’t give him the satisfaction of answering.
The truth is, Colt brings out this side of me. Without her, I’d rather stay silent, it bothers them more. As soon as we’re in the room, I set her down. She immediately pouts, folding her arms.
“Shower,” I demand, tilting her chin. “If it’s not started in the next ten seconds, I’m bending you over and fucking you without making you come.”
Her eyes widen and I smirk, knowing she’d hate being brought to the edge and I’d love bringing her that agony.
“Nine… eight…” I start counting down. She’s off the bed and running to the master bathroom before I get to five.
When the shower’s on, Lux clears his throat from behind me.
“Yes?” I prod, wondering why he makes a noise without words. Does he want attention but not a conversation?
Anger traces the wrinkles in his forehead, but I don’t bend. I simply wait for him to grow a pair and call me out or fight me.
I can live easily in silence. He cannot.
“You want to fuck my wife,” he comments. There’s malice, but it’s half-assed.
“You act like your dream hasn’t been to see my cock rail someone,” I mock. Lux has a weird fascination with voyeurism. He’s always watched with desperation, but he acts like it’s a secret.
Maybe to Ten and Jordan. Hell, maybe the others too. To me, though, it’s obvious. Whether it’s his only way of truly getting off, the control he finds in being the one guiding and not experiencing pleasure, or simply the fact that his stepmom took advantage of him, he’s definitely one for watching.
“I fucking hate you,” he growls.
“No, you don’t. But that’s all right. I’m going to fuck your wife, and if you want to fuck your two boyfriends or have one fuck Colt’s ass while I’m inside her, that’s cool too. Either way, I’m fucking my girl, making her scream, and then dealing with Cassidy’s shit after.”
None of them utter a word, but the promise of pleasure Jordan offers both Lux and Ten isn’t lost on me.
“Ten, you cool?” I ask before even forcing this on him. He nods. It’s pensive and quizzical, but it’s also hopeful.
“Top or bottom, Ten?” Jordan asks.
Lux laughs dryly, the sarcasm between each breath. “He’s a bottom, Jordan. He likes cock inside him.”
“I’ll fuck him then,” Jordan spells out, garnering a sharp inhale from Ten. Lux turns to Jordan with what I can only describe as jealousy while I smirk.
“What about me?” Lux asks. His tone is nearing petulant, and for some reason that brings me a heady taste of satisfaction.
“You always wanted me to switch,” Jordan whispers huskily. Lux adjusts himself as he tries hiding his own satisfaction.
Now that that’s all settled, I can breathe and only focus on Colt.
“Do you even know how to use your dick, Ridge?” Lux taunts. I walk up to him until we’re breaths away.
“Did your wife not tell you that we fucked in the library like animals and I spilled my seed in her as she begged me for more?”
My words shut him up, but behind him, I see Jordan’s face flushed. While each of these guys are suitable for Colt in the sexual department, I’m not into men like that. They’re attractive in their own merit, but Colt’s all I see, feel, and want.
Their pleasure is inconsequential.
For now, at least.
The shower turns off and Colt comes out moments later with a towel in her hair and another around her body. She slowly dries out her black locks, her towel falling purposefully.
Collectively, we all take a large inhale. There’s nothing more appealing than Colt without clothes on. That’s possibly the only thing me and the others will ever agree on.
“You all look happy to see me,” she muses, her eyes roaming each of us. I step forward, wanting to take her raw, right here, watch as she writhes beneath me.