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fifty-five

Valentine's Day

Jade

Hearing my bedroom door open later that night has me reaching for my knife, but Spade pulls me closer to him as Jameson climbs in bed behind him and Dario slides in front of me.

“Everything okay?” I whisper as a slap to my ass echoes through the room.

“Go to sleep, Siren.” Jameson orders.

“I wasn’t talking to you, grumpy. You can take your ass to your own bed.” I whisper-shout as Spade turns from me towards Jameson, and I look back at Dario.

“Everything is fine. Go to sleep. Tomorrow is a big day,” he assures me as I snuggle into his chest and my eyes drift to sleep.

Waking up the next day, I’m not sure what time it is as I roll over and find my bed empty. I grab my mother's diary, opening it and scrolling through to where I left off.

Closing the book, I seethe, trying not to let this bother me, but it does. What if the woman from the institution really isn’t my mother, and it's my aunt? What if I got it wrong, but most of all, what if Dalton got it wrong? All I know is that these boys are the babies from this diary and I don’t want them to be like their fathers. Talk about a broken Jade. I’d go on a warpath and kill each one of them if they decided to tell me some shit like get rid of the babies or they didn't want this life. Before I spiral into the what if’s, I’m going to go find my guys.

Climbing out of the bed, my door swings open and Jameson is standing there in nothing but black sweatpants. Not a tattoo in sight. I finally make it to his eyes and he smirks.

“We have a surprise for you. So I want you to get in the shower and I’m going to leave something here on the bed for you to put on. Please be a good girl and put the items on. You will be greatly rewarded for just listening.” He states and I nod.

Lifting my tank over my head and throwing it at him,I slide my shorts down and step out of them. He growls as I look over my shoulder, swinging my hips as his eyes never leave my ass.

“Hey Caveman, my eyes are up here.” I tease, but he raises a brow.

“What I wouldn’t give to taste that sweet cunt right now.” He growls, sauntering over to me. “Fuck the others. I’m famished.” He says, licking his lips, but I shake my head.

“Orders are orders. See you in a few.” I taunt, stepping into the bathroom and shutting the door behind me. I fucking love messing with him. He makes it so fucking easy.

An hour later, after washing and doing my hair and makeup, I finally leave the bathroom. Glancing down at the bed, I see this hot faux leather get up laid out for me. Holy shit. These guys were not playing and why do I suddenly feel nervous but equally excited?

Dropping the towel, I grab the black harness and buckle it around my neck, taking the bottom straps and wrapping around my back, buckling that in place as well. I shiver as the thin chains rub against my hard nipples.

Reaching down, I pull the black g-string on and wrap the garter belt around my thighs. Sitting on my bed, I drag the fishnet stockings up my legs and clip them to the garter.

Opening the box, I see black leather pumps with spiked heels. Jesus. They are gorgeous.

Slipping them on, I stand, reaching for the note that tells me to follow the rose petals. My heart pounds in my chest as I leave the room with my curls flowing down my back.

The hallway is lit with fake candles as red and black rose petals trail along the wood floor. I follow until I hit the theater room.

Opening the door, I gasp at the sight of a million pillows sprawled all over the floor with fluffy blankets. The bar to the right has snacks, fruit, drinks and, of course, pizza. I clear my throat, getting the boys' attention, which is glued to the football game going on.

Spade is the first to notice me and does a double take, slapping both the others in the chest.

“Holy shit, Babygirl. You’re a fucking wet dream come true.” He says, making me blush.

“Fucking perfect.” Dario says, I think he might even have some drool dripping from his lip. Jameson is up first with something in his hand.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Princess,” he says, showing me my new collar. I smile up at him as he wraps it around my throat. I swallow thickly as he attaches a leash to the clip, wondering what they want next.

“Such a good girl.” He praises.

“Babygirl. You like the shoes?” Spade asks, and I nod.

“I fucking love them.” I say and he smiles brightly, but then that smile turns sinister.

“I’m glad. Now on your knees, baby. Jameson will lead you to me. Let me see you,” he commands as Jameson tugs lightly on my leash and I sink to my knees, bending over on my hands, crawling to him. My nipples pinch against the cold metal chains with every move I make.

“You and your brother are such good little biker bitches. It gets my dick so fucking hard.” He taunts as Jameson pulls on me again, making my eyes snap to his.

“You look beautiful down there. I can’t wait to wreck that pretty throat and watch the mascara leak down your face, Siren.” Jameson threatens, causing my body to shiver in anticipation.

“She looks magnificent in chains, leather and our collar. Fuck, Kitten.” Dario says as my cheeks redden at his words. I look up at all three of them. Their eyes burn with lust and need as they take me in.

“Tonight, make me remember.” I say, my voice dripping with honey as they circle me, taunting their prey. My body comes to life. The longer they stare, the longer their eyes are on every inch of me, makes my pussy drip more for each one of them.

“Technically, this isn’t the first time we are filling you, but in your head it is. Don’t be scared, Babygirl. You’re going to beg for it. Beg for us.” He groans, reaching for my leash, pulling me between his legs. My hands run up his thigh and over his hard cock. Gripping it, I stroke him nice and slow, causing him to moan loudly and bite his bottom lip. He pulls my chain again, bringing my lips to his as our tongues flutter together in a slow dance. Someone comes behind me, licking my bare ass cheek and biting it for good measure. He shoves his face between my thighs, sucking the thin fabric as someone else's mouth latches onto my nipples. I moan in Spade’s mouth as my body shivers from their mouths in all my favorite spots.

“Princess, you taste so fucking sweet. I’m going to need you to stay very still. Let the others distract you,” he warns as Dario’s tongue swirls over my nipples, sucking them hard into this mouth. Spade removes the leash from the collar, placing it next to him as he reaches between my legs and into my g-string, flicking my pierced clit.

“I love when you play with my clit.” I pant as Jameson slices down my thighs, causing them to sting, but his warm mouth is on me so fast as his tongue soothes it.

“Is that what you wanted to do, Jameson? Make me bleed?” I whimper as his mouth meets Spade’s fingers. He sucks his fingers and my clit into his mouth, swirling his tongue around my piercing.

“Damn, Babygirl. You’re fucking soaked.” He says, and I moan, throwing my head back in pleasure as the chains bite at my nipples.

“Kitten, open up. Daddy wants to rape your throat.” He says as my eyes snap to his.

“All ten inches, Big Man?” I ask, practically riding Jameson's face and Spades fingers together.

“Yes, Jade. All fucking ten inches.” He growls as I lean over, brushing my nipple against Spade’s mouth on purpose and opening my own for Dario.

“Take it, Kitten. Be a good girl and gag for me,” he orders as I feel a long slash being made down my shoulder blades and Jameson licking the blood. My body riddles with goosebumps as I take Dario down my throat, feeling all ten bars scraping along my tongue the deeper I take him, causing his thighs to shake. Spade takes out his cock and rubs his piercing against mine and that's when I feel Jameson take the head of Spade's cock into his mouth and I shudder above them as I squat between Spade’s legs. Fuck. If I could only see it, but feeling it is magical. If only both of their mouths were down there, I’d fucking squirt all over their faces. Dario wraps his hand around my collar, squeezing as he fucks my throat. Spade lines his cock up with my entrance and pulls my hips down onto him. I moan wildly around Dario’s length.

“Fuck, Kitten. That throat is perfect. Swallow for me, baby.” He orders as Jameson spits on my tight hole and slowly enters me. I pull off Dario’s cock and scream.

“Jesus fucking Christ, asshole.” I spit at Jameson over my shoulder and he smirks.

“The two of you are supposed to distract her,” he growls.

“And you forget how monstrous you are, and it’s her first time. Helloooooo, asshole.” Spade yells.

“Fine, switch places with me so I don’t hurt the princess.” He chides.

“No, make it fucking wet. Put some work into it. Then fuck me like you hate me.” I say as lights hit my vision and we're in a dark room on the bed and Spade is between my legs.

“Princess, talk us through it.” Jameson says.

“I’m laying in a bed with Spade between my legs and it looks like he whistles. You all enter the room.” I say.

“Oh, we remember that. That was the first time we all took you.” Dario says, and then the vision is gone. Spade cups my face as I sink back down on his cock.

“Ri, fuck her face and let's make our girl cum.” Spade orders, pulling my collar towards Dario, who slowly sinks into my mouth as I swirl my tongue over his piercings. Jameson pushes me onto Spade's bare chest and l flick his nipple.

“Fuck, Babygirl, do that again,” he orders and I flick the other one. He shivers beneath me as Dario sinks further down my throat, holding the sides of my head as he thrusts brutally. I feel something cold drip down my crack and Jameson sinks a finger in my ass, then another, getting me ready for his monster as Spade slides in and out of my cunt so fucking slowly. Pulling off Dario’s length, he looks at me and growls.

“Fill me, I’m ready. Fucking wreck me. Make me scream.” I pant. They all take turns kissing me and then one by one they fill all my holes, fucking each one with such brutality that my body lights on fire and riddles with sweat, wanting to cum so fucking bad.

“So fucking tight, Kitten.” Dario moans, slamming his cock down my throat as tears stream down my face.

“Her pussy is drenched, sucking the soul out of my cock. Fuck, Babygirl.” Spade growls.

“I know, her ass is perfection, and it feels so good with you right there, Spade. I can feel her gripping your cock.” Jameson moans as I tighten around them both and swallow around Dario’s length. They all groan in unison as Dario’s thighs tremble when I rake my nails down them. He grips my hair, pounding into me just as fast as the others.

“Fuck, Kitten. I’m going to cum so hard down your tight throat. Gag on my cum, baby.” He groans long and hard as his hands pull at my scalp, holding my face in place as his cum shoots down my throat so fast I choke.

“Choke on it, baby,” he orders as he slows his pace, milking my cum filled throat. He drags me off his length and I swallow the rest of his load.

“Daddy’s perfect Kitten.” He praises as he licks my salty cheeks, reaching between my thighs and pinching my needy clit.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I scream as my orgasm hits me hard and fast. The guys both groan and moan as they spill their loads into me and I splash my release all over Spade’s lap.

“Fuck, you guys,” I pant, trying to catch my breath. Jameson pulls out first and lifts me off Spade, laying me down on the pillows and handing me a blanket.

“Happy Valentine’s Day. Why don’t you take a little nap, then we shall feast.” He orders, and I smile.

“Feast on me again, or food? I giggle.

“A little bit of both.” They say and I shut my eyes with the last thing lingering from my lips.

“I love you.”