Page 45 of Brandishing Balance (Devil’s Psychos MC #3)

Maya

“ A re you guys coming to bed?” I ask as the movie ended. I stood up and started cleaning up the popcorn bowls and boxes of candy on the coffee table, pilling the garbage in the empty bowls.

It was comical how fast the three of them froze. They all started to stand to help me clean up, and all three of their heads snapped up to look at me, while freezing in place. “You want us…all?” Jason asked.

“Of course I want you all, that’s the point. Why choose, when I can have them all?” I asked him, raising my eyebrow at him, a smirk on my lips.

It took them a minute, before they busted out laughing. They fell back on the couch, clutching their stomachs and I felt great. I grinned and headed for the kitchen, carrying the bowls to the garbage.

My guys helped me clean up and then we headed upstairs to my room. In the last several weeks, they’ve mostly moved in here. Nico always slept with me, but Marcos and Jason have slowly started staying every night. Now that Luke knew about it, we didn’t feel the need to hide it from him.

It was nice to have them to cuddle up to again.

I missed them so much over the years. I was just so happy that we were finally moving forward.

It made putting the heart break and betrayal in the past a little easier.

I wasn’t healed by a long shot, and I’m sure there were going to be a lot of setbacks still to come, but we were communicating again.

We were making progress. It was everything I’ve ever wanted.

We still had to talk about how we moved forward in the lifestyle, especially with kids involved—but I don’t think any of us want or need the same dynamic we had back then. Again, those conversations would happen when or if we needed them.

Tonight, I was focusing on having group sex with my guys for the first time since my assault. I didn’t know how my mind or body would react, but I wanted to try at least. I hoped I was ready, because I felt like I was. Until we started, though, I wouldn’t actually know.

In the bedroom, I slowly turned to them and waited. I still wanted them to take control.

Marcos looked nervous and Jason seemed out of his element completely.

I licked my lower lip and turned to Nico. He smiled easily and stepped forward. “I think for tonight, we’ll leave the colors and protocol alone, no honorifics, no names. Just us. Tonight, no means no, and we’ll keep it at that.”

“That sounds good.” I nodded.

“If we restrain your hands, will that trigger you?” Nico asked.

I swallowed thickly. “I think if it’s just your hands for now, I should be OK. I don’t know, though. Honestly, I don’t know about anything. I just know I miss you guys and I want this.” I look over his shoulder to Marcos and Jason. “I need this.”

“Alright, Little Dreamer. Then we keep talking. You tell us immediately if you don’t like anything. We’re gonna take this slow,” Nico murmured.

I smiled and stepped into him. “I’ll tell you. Just kiss me, fuck me, love me.” I murmured against his lips before I kissed him.

Nico groaned and wrapped his arms around me. I saw Jason move out of the corner of my eye before I closed my eyes and leaned into the kiss. Jason pressed behind me, his hands on my hips as he placed an open-mouthed kiss to my neck.

I moaned and shifted my hips back against Jason’s growing erection.

I heard rustling and opened my eyes to see Marcos slowly peeling his clothes off.

Distracted, I stopped kissing Nico to watch Marcos.

His body had only been honed with muscle over the years.

Hard muscle covered his body, and I groaned.

My guys had only aged like fine wine in the years apart.

Nico chuckled as he glanced over his shoulder to see Marcos stripping. “So easily distracted.”

“So hot,” I mumbled.

Marcos grinned and pushed Nic out of the way and stepped into me. “So are you, Mi Vida.”

I shook my head. “I have stretch mar—”

“You are a damn Goddess Warrior that created and carried my son, and I shall worship at your altar.” Marco tilted my head and kissed me thoroughly.

I moaned and clung to his warm body, his skin smooth beneath my fingers. “Kiss ass,” I muttered when he pulled away to kiss down my throat.

He laughed against my neck, and I moan as he sucked my sensitive skin.

Jason’s hands roamed up my body, sliding between Marcos and I. He cupped my breasts as he sucked a hickey on to the other side of my neck.

“Ohhh.”

“That’s better,” Jason crooned in my ear, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

“I need—”

“You need to let us take care of you,” Nico interrupted me.

“Please,” I pleaded.

Jason’s hands moved under my shirt and pulled it up.

Marcos stepped back a step to help him pull it over my head.

I was briefly self-conscious of the stretch marks on my belly, but Marcos didn’t seem to mind.

He tilted my head back and kissed me passionately again while Jason’s fingers began sliding down my sweatpants.

“I should shower.” I pull away.

“You should relax,” Nico chuckled. He bent down and helped Jason pull my pants off my body. He nudged my feet one at a time to make me step out of them.

“I’m nervous,” I admitted.

“Shhh, Mi Vida. Just give in to us.” Marcos kissed me deeply again, this time sliding his fingers to the back of my head and wrapping my hair into his fist. He gripped my hair tightly, bordering on painful. I moaned into his mouth, my mind quieting as the pain overrode my thoughts.

“More,” I muttered.

Marcos chuckled and pulled my hair a little more. “You will submit to us tonight, Mi Vida.”

“Yes,” I whimpered.

Jason undid my bra and Nico slid down my panties.

Marcos broke the kiss and spun me in his arms. He pushed my body against Jason’s, his hand still fisted in my hair. “Get him naked.” Marcos’s voice was rough and deep as he ordered me.

I complied immediately. My hands were steady as I reached for Jason’s t-shirt and pulled it up his toned as fuck body.

All of my guys had only gotten hotter with time.

I think Jason even had more tattoos than the last time I’d seen him without his shirt off at my mother’s house.

I suck an open-mouthed kiss to his chest but Marcos jerked my head back before I could get too distracted. “Pants,” he growled in my ear.

I whimpered with need. Fuck, this was so hot! I missed this so much. My fingers quickly undid Jason’s jeans and I pulled them down. His pierced cock sprang out immediately—he still went commando after all these years. “Fuck,” I groaned when I saw it.

“Yeah, Darlin’, that’s the point.” Jason stepped out of his jeans and wrapped his hands around my waist.

Marcos let go of my hair and I let out a surprised ‘eep’ as Jason picked me up and carried me to our large bed. He laid down in the middle and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his waist, just above his cock and leaned down to kiss him.

Jason slid his fingers into my hair to grab a hold of it tightly; he angled my head and deepened our kiss. His tongue slid along mine, massaging it. I whimpered into his mouth as I let myself melt against him.

“Such a good girl, Mi Vida.” Marcos’s voice was low as he came up behind me. The heat of his body seared my back as he kissed his way up my spine. “How you doing, Maya?”

I whimpered and pulled away from Jason. “I need you. All of you.”

The bed dipped as Nico kneeled his way toward me. I turned toward him and smiled. Nico smirked and tilted my head so he could claim my lips as well. I loved how they were all being gentle, yet dominate in how they reclaimed my body. “Mmm.”

Nico chuckled and turned to face Marcos. “Lift her up.”

“Gladly.” Marcos and Jason lifted me up and lowered me over Jason’s straining cock. Nico reached between us and held Jason’s cock up and steady.

“Fuck,” Jason grunted.

“You like that, bro?” Nico smirked.

I watched Jason’s face contort with pleasure, his eyes squeezing shut.

I moaned deeply as Jason and Marcos slowly lowered me onto Jason’s weeping dick.

“Ohhhh.” My breathing was labored as I stretched around Jason’s massive cock.

“Fuck,” I groaned and reached for his chest to brace myself as he bottomed out inside me.

Nico’s fingers slid over my clit before he pulled his hand away.

“Fucking hell,” Jason grumbled. His hands tightened painfully on my waist, but I didn’t tell him to let go. It fueled my need for them, for more pain. Fuck, I knew I was a masochist, but this only reaffirmed my love for it. It drove me deep into the headspace that I used to crave.

“Yes,” I moaned.

“Hold her steady,” Marcos ordered. He let go of my waist and climbed off the bed. I heard the drawer in the bedside table open and looked over to see him pull out a bottle of lube. He smirked over at me as he climbed back on the bed. “You ready, Mi Vida?”

I licked my lips and grinned.

Nico forcefully pulled my head the opposite direction and distracted me with a soul-stealing kiss. I groaned and leaned toward him, twisting my hips. Jason moaned loudly and held me in place.

“Fuck, Darlin’,” Jason panted. “Need you to stay still.”

I giggled softly.

Marcos poured the cool lube down my ass crack and I yelped and jumped. Jason groaned and held me in place while Marcos chuckled and started toying with my asshole. Nico’s hands cupped my breasts and he leaned in to kiss me again.

One of my hands wrapped around Nico’s shoulders to hold him to me, while I steadied myself on Jason’s chest with the other.

Nico deepened our kiss, angling my head with one of his hands.

Marcos slid one lubed finger inside my back passage and I whimpered, pulling away from Nic’s kiss to pant heavily.

“How you doing, Darlin’,” Jason asked.

“So good,” I breathed the words like a prayer. “Ohhh.”

Marcos slid in a second finger and I arched my back, spreading my thighs wider around Jason, making me sink even further onto his cock.