Page 34 of Cries of Cassie

Koa (Koa)

There was a time when I was hesitant about adding a woman or any other person into our relationship. But seeing her sprawled beneath Ripley on our staircase, mouthing off with Parker, and looking at how Maddox holds me with nothing but warmth in her eyes, I know this is where she's meant to be.

Cassie is the perfect woman to be pushed and teased within an inch of her sanity on a random Tuesday morning at the bottom of a staircase. We're going to make her feel so fucking good. Next time she wants to listen to our conversation, she will do so while sitting on one of our cocks.

Maddox squeezes my hip, then walks us forward so we're just on the other side of the wooden bars. Taking the opportunity, I lean over the railing and brush her fiery red hair behind her ears.

The slight stutter in her breathing is noticeable by the hiccup in her chest. A primal part of me that only comes out when she's around roars to life as she leans into my touch.

Glancing over, I fight not to laugh at Ripley's obvious struggle to hold himself back. Then she does the one thing that sends my heart nose-diving into the abyss for her. She says my name with a touch of hesitancy and shaky trust.

"Koa..."

Ripley freezes. I can feel Mads tense against me, and even Parker across the hallway goes on high alert. She didn't ask them, though. She's asking me without words if she's okay.

"You have your safe word, and nobody here will stop you from punching us in the throat or the balls if you need to. But so help me baby, I won't ever let it get to that point. So," I whisper, trailing my thumb along her bottom lip. "What would you like to do? It will always be your call, no matter how deep we are into making you cry out our names with so much passion the entire compound will hear you."

Long lashes tickle her cheeks with each slow blink, but not once does she pull her eyes away from mine. She's studying me, reading my sincerity like I'm her lifeline as four dominant men hover around her, each wanting to make her scream.

Soon she will learn that the only cries of Cassie we will allow will be full of pleasure. Sadness and despair won't have a place in her life anymore. If it's just me ensuring it for now, I'll do my damnedest.

My dick throbs in my jeans, and when her attention snaps to Maddox, I stop breathing. The easy way she looked at me shifts into something a bit more intense and unreadable with him.

I want to say she seems reserved, but I remind myself their dynamic is unique to them. I think I've found myself as her emotional protector here, and I'm about to witness firsthand what he is for her.

"Punish me, Maddy."

Oh fuck.

"But," she adds and fucking grins. I swear we all suck in a breath at the unhinged look. "You can't touch."

"For now," Mads growls, dropping his elbows on the wood beside me. "But make no mistake, Cassie, you'll be mine soon enough."

Her small gasp is mostly inaudible, but the flare of hope mixed with hurt is obvious in her expression. When she shutters it, I can hear Maddox grind his teeth together in dismay. Well, he's going to need to figure out how to fix all the pain he's caused her with his choices. Facing it head-on like this is the best way for him to understand. I don't feel bad.

The silence stretches between us until I'm starting to second-guess whether this is a good idea or not. Glancing to my left, I catch the moment Maddox decides something.

"Ripley," he states, voice thick and commanding.

Rip grunts, not needing to hear anything else before he starts peeling Cassie's spandex shorts down her thighs. As he drags the fabric closer to her feet and exposes her glistening pussy lips, she whispers my name, drawing my focus away from her cunt.

"You're doing so well, baby," I murmur, knowing without Maddox's commands what my part will be in this. Keep her comfortable and certain. Root her to the present so she can find out how good we can all be together.

The floorboards creak somewhere behind me, a reminder of how difficult Parker is. I'm prepared to ignore him now and fight him later until Cassie flinches when she looks over my shoulder.

I follow her gaze and find Parker a few feet away from us, a glare on his face and his fists clenched like he needs to punch something.

"What do you have to say?" I shoot at him. The fake malice on his face when he opens his mouth has me cutting him off. "Careful."

Parker looks from one man to the next, finally settling on the woman we're about to love on. To my surprise, instead of stomping out of the house, he prowls closer and stares down at Cassie.

Moving around Ripley, he climbs a few stairs and sits beside her with his back leaning against the wall. "Are you so willing to have an orgasm that you'll ignore what we truly are?"

Maddox and Ripley rumble warning sounds that the other two ignore. His words are far too close to being disrespectful, but I trust Cassie to handle it herself.

With her elbows on the stairs behind her, and her legs spread wide, she glares at Parker. "And who are you, Spider? Aside from the man who loves and admires his parents so much that you'll stop talking about them just so you don't have to share them?"

That...is a surprise. How many times has he talked about them? Does she know about their relationship with Ripley's uncle before he died? What about what happened to Mom in her twenties? Mom and Dad are Parker’s parents’ road names, but it’s different when I say it. Does Cassie know I'm kind of like Parker's adopted brother? Would that turn her off us?