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As she slides down my cock, I feel the walls of her pussy stretch around me, but she’s tight. So fucking tight. My muscles strain with the need to bury myself balls deep inside of her. But I also enjoy how hot it is to watch her take her pleasure on her terms.
Her movements are slow at first, rocking one direction and then the other, her hips moving with fluid grace I can feel all the way down to the tingling of my balls. Her pussy is so fucking warm and, as she starts to rise and fall on my cock, I can see her arousal coating the condom on my dick.
Not gonna lie, being bare inside of her the few times it’s happened has been heaven. It’s going to be the first rule I institute after we’re able to officially claim her.
I can’t fucking wait.
Then we’ll own her completely.
My eyes travel over her body—watching where her pussy is taking my length, tracking up to the jiggle of her tits, and then taking in where our collar is wrapped around her neck. It makes me feel on the very edge of my control. When my hands grip her hips, I know I’m close to losing it entirely.
I buck upwards as she starts to come down on me faster and harder, my fingers digging into her skin, but not enough to hurt her. Never to hurt her. We might push her boundaries, because it’s what she needs, but we’d never fucking hurt her.
“That’s right,” I growl. I meet Gray’s eyes over her shoulder, and he gives me a nod before he presses his hand in between her shoulder blades. He pushes her down until her breasts pillow against my chest. “Fuck, yes, Cherub, keep working your cunt on my dick,” I command.
She looks up at me with her hazel eyes and I swear I can see her love for me. She’s never said those words either. I wonder if she holds herself back because she doesn’t know how we feel or if it’s something else.
The moan that comes out of her is wanton as Gray grunts, “Gonna get your ass ready for my cock.”
We rock together, letting some of the urgency simmer so we can wait for Gray to join us. It’s not the first time we’ve taken her together and it won’t be the last. When the three of us are inside her at the same time, it’s the best.
Considering tonight is in celebration of Bedlam getting his patch, it was only right for him to take her alone.
We’ve never been jealous of each other when it comes to having alone time with our woman. I thought for sure I’d be pissed when I first arrived at the DSMC clubhouse, met Heather, and immediately noticed how Poe and Gray followed her with their eyes all the time. I don’t know how we knew it would work, but it was instinctive.
I learned a long time ago to trust my gut. While growing up with parents who were addicts and never gave a fuck about me or who was around me, I learned quickly to trust myself. I had to rely on my instincts when it came to being around people.
You learn to listen to the warning klaxon in your head when you’re a defenseless ten-year-old and get beat if you don’t. Or when your parents tell you to go and grab something from someone, knowing it’s not good and find out later it’s drugs.
It’s a fucking miracle that I made it out. I could be some junkie on the street right now and it wouldn’t even be surprising. Joining the military saved my fucking life, but it stole parts of my soul in a whole other way, and I had to get out. When I did, I stumbled across a few guys from the DSMC when I was out at a bar.
Things just clicked and I trusted my gut when I was asked if I was interested in being a prospect. I thought I would find a brotherhood, much like I had while wearing a uniform. There was no way I could have known I’d meet Heather.
Sometimes life puts you right where you belong.
Gray leans forward and nips at Heather’s earlobe, his voice a husky rasp, “You ready for me to fuck your ass, Cherub?”
“Oh my,” she breathes, “please. I need you to stretch me so good, Gray.”
I grin at him, and he smirks at me as he grips her shoulder to hold her steady. I can feel the moment he starts to push inside of her. His fingers flex as he tries to control himself and then he’s filling her.
I grunt at the sensation of feeling his dick glide inside of her, only a thin membrane separating us. My eyes roll back in my head at the sensation. “Fuck, she was already tight, but now she’s choking my cock,” I groan.
Bedlam chuckles and Heather turns to find him stroking himself, already hard and ready for round two. Or is it three then? Who fucking cares?
Gray tilts his head back on his shoulders and takes a few deep breaths. I know the fucking feeling. When his head comes back down, we share a look, our hands tighten on our woman, and we start to move.
As I pull out, he pushes deeper and we saw in and out of our woman’s two holes, filling her with us one at a time. The way she writhes between us has my balls drawing up. I try to focus on anything other than the feel of her soft skin pressed against mine in order to not come too damn soon.
It’s always too soon with her. Fucking always.
I remember when I first saw her, and the way Poe and Gray were following her with their eyes. Even though I instantly wanted her and knew there was something there, I was hesitant. Part of it was because of her angel status.
I learned a long time ago not to pin my heart to a woman who couldn’t or wouldn’t commit. At first, I judged Heather because of my past and the woman who broke my heart in the most cliché Dear John letter kind of way. But the more time I spent around her, the more wrong I knew I was. It took her almost no time at all to make my walls crumble.
I was also concerned about being the oldest out of the four of us. I’m not saying I’m old at 27, and Heather is only three years younger than me, but my military experience made me jaded in a way that aged me. The reality is that spending time with Gray, Poe, and Heather reminds me that I don’t have to carry the weight around from what I saw and did in the name of service.
I can let that shit go and enjoy life.
